Sorry It took me so long to write. Here’s the story. It isn’t pretty.
Saturday night at Blogher, Basil disappeared with some lovely feminist bloggers. They went out together carousing. Sometime early Sunday morning when Basil and I should have been preparing for our flight, the entourage stopped at a local Taco Bell to chow down after all of their drinking. Basil saw the sign for Burritos and went crazy! He thought it meant they were cooking young burros.
Within seconds, Basil convinced the lovely feminist bloggers to join him in a protest of Taco Bell. It wasn’t long before the entire group was in a San Jose jail. I had no idea where Basil was and he had no idea how to get ahold of me, because naturally he hadn’t brought my cell phone number with him and I was on my way to the airport.
Filled with worry, I flew home. When I reached Chicago, I called a friend from college, who is now a private eye. He did some phone work and found the story. He unraveled the red tape and got Basil out of jail. My PI friend dropped a few names, including mine, yours, and John Cleese’s and mentioned that Basil was THE Canadian code-writing donkey of Tuesday Comment Night, pointing out that Basil could also quote Shakepeare.
Lucky for all of us, the Detective and the Judge on the case were both fans of Fawlty Towers, Shakepeare and Tuesday Comment Night and fearful of Canadians who know everybody. So, they set Basil free on the condition that he took the next train to Chicago. I picked him up yesterday afternoon.
Last night we went to dinner at Biggs, a famous Chicago restaurant, in an elegant 1930s house. I guess the train ride gave our dear donkey his second wind, because he caused such a ruckus the restaraunt is now closed and is claiming to have been closed for years now.
I’m sending Basil to Savannah tomorrow. I need some sleep.
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Liz, how well do you know that PI friend of yours?
There’s something fishy about that photo of Basil. It almost looks to me like the PI was the one inside and Basil is out in the bright sun. Hmmm….
I think there’s more to the story and Basil needs come clean. I’ll get Gorgeous on his case when he gets here to Savannah. She’s my Master Interrogator.
You check it, Chris. You know how PIs are. They don’t talk much unless they want to know something.
While it doesn’t surprise me that Basil went after Taco Bell (in error) and got put in jail (it wasn’t the first time), maybe Chris is on to something…
Good luck Chris, I wish you well with Basil!
[...] Although we never figured out the truth behind Basil’s arrest in San Jose, Liz Strauss was able to get him a plane ticket to Savannah, Georgia where the donkey will be hanging out with Chris Cree. She’s assured me she’ll get Basil on that plane, even if she has to club and drug him (which sounds interesting to say the least.) [...]
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[...] I was grateful that Ian had managed to convince Basil to head surfing with him. Cosidering the result of Basil’s last experience at a female-focused conference with Liz Strauss I was pleased they were going surfing. If he had wanted to come with me to the expo I still hadn’t worked out how I was going to explain him to the organisers. [...]
[...] While the people talking to Basil were trying to sort everything out, Basil claims another guard came storming in, speaking in a loud voice about “the incident” in San Jose where Basil spent some time in jail after picketing Taco Bell. [...]
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