Dude and Dude: A Nightmare On E-Street

“Well, dude, that was fun.”



“When Quilly’s site crashed, and it didn’t come back right away, and no one would answer the phone … well, it wasn’t pretty ’round here.”

“You’re surprised at this, dude? Imagine how you’d feel if someone took your iPhone …”


“Or your Facebook …”


“Or your email …”

Oh my …

“Hell, if they took away the whole Internet!

NOOOOO!! What are you tryin’ to do, dude? Scare me to death?!?”

“Not even, dude. Just tryin’ to teach you some ancient history. Y’know, like ten years ago? People want scary, they should try readin’ some of your Payperblaug posts.”

“Dude, those posts ain’t supposed to be scary!”

“I know, dude. That’s the scariest part.”

“Dude, that’s …”

Unfriendly. Look, dude, we did that already.”

“We could always do it again.”

“Ain’t that what we’re already doin’?

“Yeah. I suppose one good thing about what happened to Quilly, is that it got this blog restarted.”

“This is good?

“It’s not just good, dude, it’s gnarly! We can go surfin’ again, and we don’t have to beg Quilly for a tow-in!”

“Earth to Dude.”


“We ain’t in Hawai‘i any more. Surf here ain’t high enough to thrill a mosquito, and if it fell off the board, it’d freeze its …”

No, dude. Bulletin board surfin’. Much drier. Much safer.”

“OK, dude, but better be sure of one thing.”

“What’s that?”

“That OC remembers to pay the cable bill. Or we could have another pileup on the internet superhighway.”

“No thanks, dude. One nightmare on e-street is enough.”



  1. Dude, indeed, dude. Sometimes I wonder how much more I could accomplish with no online life and then I realize I didn’t do squiddly six years ago when, as far as I cared, there wasn’t an internet.

  2. Love, go back and read your “Unfriend” post where you claim you’ll never join Facebook! ROTFLMAO — until you have to for work!

  3. He Dude, I knew you wouldn’t stop blogging forever! Welcome back. This is a nice place for the ‘dude’ posts.

    This is a a pretty one, baby colors and all. You might take Quilly’s vote away and change it. Seems she is getting forgetful.
    Poor baby. 🙂
    BTW, Mrs. Jim has Facebook. I don’t like their pressure marketing tactics–can’t read unless you’re a member–so I resist. So far.

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