tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831535905627959871.post3243645091862934753..comments2023-08-28T02:12:11.941-07:00Comments on APROPOS OF NOTHING: Loch, Stock, and Two Fingers of ScotchKJThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07313481295329816186noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831535905627959871.post-26850413903249184542008-09-10T16:13:00.000-07:002008-09-10T16:13:00.000-07:00Too bad Nessie's so shy. I'd love it if there was ...Too bad Nessie's so shy. I'd love it if there was a monster.<BR/><BR/>Aren't memories great? You always carry them around with you, to open and ponder over whenever you please. Suddenly you're transported right back to wherever.<BR/><BR/>: )KJThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07313481295329816186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831535905627959871.post-46793336023572679492008-09-10T01:47:00.000-07:002008-09-10T01:47:00.000-07:00Coolness ... I've been to that castle. Everyone e...Coolness ... I've been to that castle. Everyone else in the 50-or-so person tour group decided to take the boat across Loch Ness but I stayed behind (along with the bus driver) and had a grand time exploring the ruins.<BR/><BR/>When the group got back, they had a cumulative tale of woe about how they had to huddle behind the deck trying to keep warm in the way-too-cold breeze on the water.<BR/><BR/>They didn't see the monster, either.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for bringing back that memory.Larahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00137229734110623391noreply@blogger.com