Mr Guyer

d_guyer @ 2006-04-14T17:55:00

2006-04-14T22:55:04Z

heading down south for the weekend. my sister's insisted. well... she got my nephew to do it. sneaky. any eggs they give me are gonna end up on the roof, i promise you that.

so, chocolate and day-glo plastic grass to all of you.

d_guyer @ 2006-03-14T09:23:00

2006-03-14T15:26:44Z

happy birthday to the bassman, the king of cappucino, the sultan of swoon. not my swoon, of course. random female swoon.

and also, the man who can back him out of a multitude of bad situations withou having to call on me. we'll ignore how often you get him into those situations,

d_guyer @ 2006-01-13T15:01:00

2006-01-13T21:08:44Z

i have been reminded-- gently-- that i've been remiss in my posting duties. truth be told, i've done nothing lately. nothing at all, beyond sleeping, eating, and keeping my fabulous biceps in shape in case i get the chance to knock heads together sometime soon.

not that i hope for that.

oh, and television. there's this canadian show on public television about a guy who apparently has 7 million miraculous uses for duct tape, but always manages to blow something up before the end of the show.

and the one about the guy who's made a list of his sins and is making up for them. none too bright, that guy. or his brother, who has an unnatural obession with "that little monkey from ET." mentioned you this week, though.

and there are now 3 CSIs.

and reruns of buffy, but those aren't my choice!

it's possible i haven't been to the gym for a couple of weeks now.

d_guyer @ 2005-10-31T20:27:00

2005-11-01T02:30:27Z

i'll spare you the listening to my dulcet tones, and just tell you that some person or persons unknown has left an extremely familiar harley in the hotel's parking garage.

completely unbeknownst to any wilting insurance people.

it's just waiting for someone to ride it.

happy birthday, man.

d_guyer @ 2005-09-27T17:18:00

2005-09-27T22:46:16Z

you put yourself in the spotlight, you take a fair few knocks, and they're not the kind a bodyguard can step in front of. not that we don't want to, you know. we start to kinda like you after a while, end up biking halfway across the damn continental us and tricking certain parties into sleeping cuddled up with their bikes in the motel room. we follow you around tokyo and sydney and fucking sarejevo (i'll never forget that, not for the rest of my life), and we listen. we learn a little.

we get attached, and we start to think maybe knocking a few political heads together isn't such a bad thing. you know, to expedite the process.

we still think so, even after you tell us not to.

the point is, i know fuck all about economics, and all i know about the ira is that they scare me and that takes a little more every year. i knew nothing about nuclear waste. i knew a little about sarejevo, because killing's killing once you're in the middle of it. but i learned more, because of you. people learned.

and we watch you... give yourself away, and take the hits for it. we hear you wonder if you're even making a ripple in the water at the same time you run full-tilt against another brick wall. sometimes it's years before you know it worked. once in a lifetime, you get to see it twice, twice in one day, and we get to stand next to you and think "goddamn, look at that." we get to be part of it, because it was our guys that had a hand in it, and don't think we don't puff up just a little over that.

and then it's showtime and tumpty-thousand people hear the news, and we get to stand there fighting like hell to look badass when all we want is to grab the closest person and yell "i work for these men, and i'm damned proud of it."

even if it could have happened faster with a little head-knocking.

d_guyer @ 2005-09-10T14:01:00

2005-09-10T19:04:39Z

i do enjoy toronto in the summer. for one thing, much warmer than northern ontario. it's a good place to wander, at least when my charges are holed up rehearsing and haven't realized that the doors lock from the outside.

just call me grizzly guyer

2005-08-19T22:45:40Z

i always forget. every time i tell myself i'm not doing this again, and every damn time i forget.

at least it's not the same place every time; i do vary that. this year my getaway is some godforsaken lake up in ontario that you can't even drive to. you drive near, then you take a motorboat. then a canoe. then you walk. and to get back out of it you walk, canoe, boat, then drive- for hours- to the nearest town and pray somebody there has a computer so you can find out what's happening in the world.

and to think, ten years ago all i needed was a pool hall with a tv. i'm either getting smarter or more dependent, i don't know.

it's the forgetting that i can't understand. now i remember, now- last year it was somewhere in the rockies and two days in i was ready to climb the... mountain. heh. no walls to climb. i made it four days this time, and i'm not coming back early, no. i'm going back out to that damned cabin and catch some fish and commune with freaking nature.

see you all in a couple weeks.

as long as we're posting links...

2005-08-09T13:56:17Z

feel kinda disloyal posting this, but i'm doing it anyway.

i'll, uh... be in the back of one of the trucks if anyone's looking for me. you don't know which one, and it will be changing frequently.

d_guyer @ 2005-08-08T08:59:00

2005-08-08T14:01:17Z

happy birthday, sir. it's been an honor, sometimes a trial, but mostly a pleasure working with you for all these years. you do very little to make an old bodyguard's heart stop (at least not on a daily basis like some), and you taught me to play risk. for this, i salute you. *hoists pabst can high*

d_guyer @ 2005-08-03T09:08:00

2005-08-03T14:13:45Z

kind of a mess outside the venue today. kids trying to figure out how to top the other shows, but i don't think they're gonna manage it this time. for one thing, i'm pretty sure the german flag doesn't have any pink in it.

no one's takin my suggestion for rain of cat, anyway.

it'd make an impression, though.

be talked about for years.

do wonders for the irish therapy industry.

ah, well.

d_guyer @ 2005-08-02T13:21:00

2005-08-02T18:21:45Z

so we're all up in munchen, which is a great town to get drunk in. great town to ditch your bodyguards in, too, which is why i'm staying sober and stressed. don't know how john's handling it; haven't seen him in days. be glad for show day again; at least i know where they are then.

finished harry potter the other night. have some thoughts on it that no one wants to hear. fine, fine.