THE BARNACLE EXPERT

I have nothing to complain, really! But I only wanted to teach someone about the absurdities of life.

A fellow blogger from Dubai thought that I'm a nosy and impertinent bastard. And I should be glad just the same, because he took time to write and dedicate a poem about moi. But the molestedtated twin eggaroo had had me all wrong. Instead of calling me as The Globe Watcher, he kept naming me as the global surveyor or observer or much worst as synonymous to a perverted inspector. Whatever does he mean by it, I got no effing clue. I can only think that he is probably suffering from dyslexia since he could not discern the difference of the above italicized words. No wonder my blogpage link to his website is up until now in question and hanging by a thread so to speak. If only he would take some time to read very carefully, I'd be much happier. But he most probably had a reason by doing so and who am I to correct this. After all, I am not a barnacle expert to tell him so.
Charles just where the hell are you?

Frankly speaking, he's so eloquent despite being twice molested! Ain't that right, Mr. Eggs?

So please, I'm begging you, kindly read this budding link.

http://mte-emptywords.blogspot.com/2008/07/global-watcher.html