Even Michael Homan acknowledges Chris Owens is apparently a friendly and likable person. She is a New Orleans institution to be honored. Long live Chris Owens! We can all drink to that.
So Homan started a lively debate about Owens’ unique appeal. One of the many voices who dissented from Homan’s point of view was Skull Club member Lord David, Pirate & Artist. They sniped back and forth. Homan took Lord David’s bait when he wrote:
Then my former nemesis Adrastos got his gyro-smelling panties all bunched up, and then et tu Brute Luvzus fell in line like a lemming. But my favorite comes from HumidCity, but not so much the “We Love Chris Owens” post by BigezBear, but the comment from my newest latest nemesis named “Lord David the Pirate Artist.” He concludes I don’t like Chris Owens because I am a prude and should live in Branson Missouri. But I was mostly interested in that he signs his name as follows:
Lord David
Pirate & Artist
Skull Club
New Orleans
Homan continued along this vein, finally disparaging the good–no, bad name of the Skull Club. I won’t paste his humorous doodlings here. Suffice to say he showed a certain relentlessness with regard to the most pirate part of Lord David.
Now, I’m afraid, it’s become a “blog war.” Lord David has Homan pegged as a prudish Bible Studies professor who enjoys being scandalized by all that makes New Orleans unique:
Since Michael is a Bible Scholar, and teaches Bible Studies, that rather limits who would be able to walk around anywhere, nevermind the French Quarter. I took an opposing point if view, saying, “if don’t wanna see, don’t lookâ€.
Or something like that.
And Lord David has unloaded the motherfuckingboldface:
This newest Face Of Evil in the long line who have disrespected Skull Club, often in the name of the Bible, usually out of jealousy and fear, is blogger mediocre, Michael Homan, Cult Fascist.
The Skull Club, like Texas, is not to be messed with. Indeed, promotions come fast in wartime. Lord David is now:
Lord David Insane Revolutionary
And all Skull Club members have been summoned to defend
an aging stripper’s right to dance
Maybe Loki will arrange a sitdown at the Skull Club (Homan has already agreed to be cloroformed, a crucial concession). I’m hopeful a settlement can be reached. Rumor has it Homan is living as an itinerant preacher somewhere on the West Bank.
A preacher in the West Bank? That’s Howie Luvzus. Heck no, I live in Mid-City. And anyway, DSB, this is all dated news in the Chris Owens blogger saga. I just fired Lord David from the nemesis post and rehired the malaka Adrastos.
I was suggesting you were sort of on the lam, I know you’re in Mid-City. Adrastos is a worthy adversary–a berserker in his own right.
Loki, doing amazing shuttle diplomacy a la Kissinger, has manifested a truce. I don’t mention said pirate, and he don’t mention me. Can you imagine a world in which Loki is the voice of reason in between two extremes? That makes me smile.
Sleep will come easier tonight
Yeah, Karen, it wasn’t looking good. The pirate seemed bent on the total destruction of Homan. I’ll be nominating Loki for the Nobel …
Ah, all of the posts by Lord David the Pansy or whoever he claims to be have gone 404 on Humid City. Apparently he can’t stand up to a Professor of Bible Studies. Either that or he’s been turned into a pillar of salt. I say, don’t mess with that Jehoshaphat fellow. “Noah?” “Yes, God.” “Noah, how long can you tread water.”
I think given Micheal’s surrender to the inevitable, chloroform will not be necessary. We may, however, need some ether just to help get all of that make up on and off again.