A few more weeks and it will be glorious spring! HRO Karl Willem and PA/PR Gromit have surprised The Nashman by booking us all a flight to Basel. It'll be a welcome holiday.
Finally, some excitement. It's a false alarm folks, it's the camote cake I had the other day!
What do you expect from a cunning linguist.
Spies, spies. They're frigging everywhere. University is such a good place to be recruited.
HRO Karl Willem and PA/PR Gromit hosted dinner at our humble room to celebrate our landslide election victory. The Nashman, ehem, got 210 first preference votes, as Comandante of the Green Social Democratic Party. (We're Social Democrats because HRO Karl Willem is Swedish-Dutch. Cradle to Grave egalitarian welfare - libre pa tuli.) The University Election Committee pointed out that our beloved college has only 107 votes. I had to bitch slap them and say "Hoy, Pinoy ako! May agimat ang dugo ko!" Garcillano and Gloria Arroyo will approve of my ballot box trickery. I shall tinker with our constitution in a minute and make me Emperor for life and my muchachos will become permanent ministers, until I say "Off with their heads!" of course. +Finance Disclosure: No College money was used in this decadent party. We withdrew from the Jose Pidal accounts.
Fresh from our peasant farms - tonight's menu was feta stuffed chilis, manchego, tapenade (with mozarella or quail eggs), roasted chicken, wild mushroom tortellini, and TLC.