The Icelandic Invasion of Dead Rooster
This past weekend, Dead Rooster dot com was invaded by Iceland. They came by the thousands from an Icelandic web site called B2 and tickled my StatCounter until it was gasping for air.
I have no idea why they arrived in such numbers, but I am happy to have them aboard. In their honor, I have written a quick history.
A Mini History of Iceland
Contrary to popular belief, Iceland is NOT a small town at the North Pole currently ruled beneath the cruel, icey fist of Santa Claus; it’s an actual country located in the North Atlantic Ocean between continental Europe and Greenland. They even have their own language, which, I assume after trying to read some of it, must have been invented by a couple of guys sitting around talking about fjords when one of them probably said, “Hey! Let’s invent a written language consisting of random letters and dots so confusing that it could never be pronounced by human vocal chords!”
Just look at some of the towns I discovered on a map of Iceland, unless you are Icelandic, I defy you to pronounce any of them without your tongue exploding:
Hafnarfjörður
Garðabær
Fjarðabyggð
Reyðarfjörður
Famous People from Iceland

Most Startling Fact
Beer was banned in Iceland until March 1st 1989 which eliminates one of the theories I had about how they came up with the Icelandic language.
OK, so this wasn’t much of a history, but I’m sleepy and have an early morning.
It’s not easy. I’ve had to climb barbed-wire fences, slide under grapevines, charm angry park rangers and even deal with rattlesnakes. But, when it comes to proposing marriage to women, I am the master.





















