tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80948681156380404482024-03-13T12:38:29.638-04:00Sayings - Deterred Bahamian Novelzotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-70610259862521267832009-10-10T08:00:00.002-04:002009-10-10T08:00:57.958-04:00End Notes 01 - Sayings UsedEnd Notes 01 - Sayings Used<br />
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1 "Hard head bird don't make good soup." (CB drew Roberts : DT Godfrey Roberts)<br />
1 "Ya head aint only for growin hair " (CB Tony Kelly : DT Bert Kelly)<br />
1 "Beas' take blow" (CB Lester Albury : DT ??)<br />
1 "It is better to humor a fool than to be plagued by him." (CB Thomas Roberts : DT Ma Annie)<br />
2 "A man who have one wife and gets himself another get what he deserves." (CB Nathan Sawyer : DT ??)<br />
2 "Awe I gun tell on you!!!!!!!" (CB Dion Godet : DT ??)<br />
2 "The higher the monkey climbs up a tree, the more he is exposed." (CB Derek Been : DT ??)<br />
2 "You catch more flies with honey." (CB Larry Smith : DT ??)<br />
3 "If you don't learn, you will feel... and you got some feeling to do." (CB Terrance V Arnett | DT Olive Tucker)<br />
3 "Oil and water don't mix." (CB Leandra Esfakis : DT ??)<br />
3 "You are around the pond." (CB Colyn Roberts : DT Blake Curry)<br />
3 "I think the whole world is crazy except you and I, but I have my doubts about you." (CB James Roberts : DT ??)<br />
4 "She makin' foot fo' road." (CB Jorge Bacardi : DT Harold Albury)<br />
4 "Cromley can scull!" (CB Kim Hoggatt : DT The Family)<br />
4 "Who's ma is your pa?" (CB Crab & Di Roberts : DT ??)<br />
4 "First rat in the hole has his tail covered." (CB Bert Hayling : DT Herbert Roberts)<br />
5 "Putty & Paint make the devil look like a saint." (CB Layton Roberts : DT ??)<br />
5 "Do you walk to school or carry your lunch?" (CD Jeremy Parr : DT ??)<br />
5 "One dog, one bone" (CB Patrick Farmer : DT John Farmer)<br />
5 "Dem people on de Island gat a slang of dere own." (CB Janson Saunders : DT Piccolo Pete)<br />
6 "Holy Mackral!" (CB Ann-Marie Lofland : DT David Kemp)<br />
6 "I'm gonna slap you and spin you like a top." (CB Renee Winton - DT Ruth Roberts)<br />
6 "A little tells you what a great deal means." (CB Sean D. Moore : DT ??)<br />
6 "Don't let your mout carry you where your foot can't bring you back from." (CB Damian Albury : DT ??)<br />
7 "You think you can sleep all day and howl all night." (CB Elspeth Johnson : DT Donald Joss)<br />
7 "Live and let live." (CB: Clyde Symonette: DT Angeline Clarke)<br />
7 "Plenty laughter, plenty tears." (CB Steve Johnson : DT Buck Johnson)<br />
7 "What happened, your head jam eh?" (CB Damien Farmer : DT ??)<br />
8 "Who dat?..... Who dat?..... Who dat say who dat when I say who dat?" (CB Peter Dupuch : DT ??)<br />
8 "Purse on the floor makes you poor." (CB Michael Farmer : DT ??)<br />
8 "Chim chim legs and thrasher hips." (CB Erskine Knowles : DT ??)<br />
8 "What sweeten ya' mouth gon' pepper ya' tail." (CB Petura Burrows : DT ??)<br />
9 "I feel all kerpunckle up!" (CB Ron Lightbourn : DT ??)<br />
9 "Time longer than rope." (CB Charlotte Constantakis : DT ??)<br />
9 "Do as I say not as I do." (CB John Constantakis : DT ??)<br />
9 "Stop playin bey! (CB: Cindy Albury DT: Randy Albury)<br />
10 "Ya look like "come-here-lemme-fix-ya!" (CB Randy Albury : DT Cindy Albury, lol)<br />
10 "Every tub will have to stand their own bottom when the rain fall" (CB Vernitta Pennerman : DT Frank "Ole P" Edwards)<br />
10 "Shut mouth catch no flies." (CB Melvina Roberts : DT ??)<br />
10 "Straight like Crooked Island." (CB Patty Thompson : DT ??)<br />
11 "Thas yuh business." (CB Lisa Roberts : DT ??)<br />
11 "Bend da tree while they young." (CB Eddie Brown : DT ??)<br />
11 "It's a fool dog who barks at flying birds." (CB Wim Toothe : DT ??)<br />
11 "Crab don't walk - he don't get Fat" (CB Donna Davis : DT old heads)<br />
12 "It's gonna get worse before it gets better." (CB Penny Roberts : DT Don Joss)<br />
12 "A poor craftsman blames his work on his tools." (CB Tim Maher : DT ??)<br />
12 "I'm bearing up chile, I'm bearing up." (CB Susan Thompson : DT Leonard Thompson)<br />
12 "Well monkee!" (CB Andy Gape : DT Lynn Gape)<br />
13 "You bes catch yourself!" (CB Chad Roberts : DT ??)<br />
13 "Where ignorance is bliss, tis folly to be wise." (CB Naomi Sands : DT Bill Hayling)<br />
13 "In times of prosperity, Good friends are plenty. In times of adversity, Not one in twenty." (CB Gerald Cash : DT ??)<br />
13 "I never died a winter yet." (CB Fay Knowles : DT??)<br />
14 "Loose goat don't know what tie goat feel." (CB Matthew Kelly : DT ??)<br />
14 "Mouth could say anything." (CG Godfrey Kelly : DT ??)<br />
14 "Its not what ya know, it's who ya know. "CB Duane Roberts : DT ??)<br />
14 "One hand can't wash." (CB Laverne Gardiner : DT ??)<br />
15 "I een do dat!" (CB Trevor Cuffy : DT ??)<br />
15 "Stick with me and I ga learn ya!" (CB Caroline Albury : DT David Albury)<br />
15 "The devil and his wife are fighting over potcake." (CB Allison Collie : DT ??)<br />
15 "A word to the wise is sufficient." (CB Sherle Knowles : DT Kellen and Jarrod Knowles)<br />
16 "Don't put your basket higher than you can reach." (CB Pamela Munroe : DT ??)<br />
16 "Gal! Ya more scarce than gold!" (CB Petral Clarke : DT ??)<br />
16 "For the want of company, in comes trumpery" (CB Stephanie Ritchie : DT ??)<br />
16 "Bullfrog dressed up in soldier's clothes." (CB Lia Ritchie : DT ??)<br />
17 "Fish or cut bait." (CB Eric Carlsson : DT ??)<br />
17 "Ya can't have ya cake and eat it too." (CB Phillip Smith : DT ??)<br />
17 "Common sense ain't common." (CB Kevin Dean : DT ??)<br />
17 "If brains was dynamite, you couldn't blow your nose." (CB Gregory Roberts : DT Vera Smith)<br />
18 "You're a liar!" (CB Victoria Roberts : DT Her Sisters)<br />
18 "Don't throw away an old bucket unless you know the new one is gonna hold water too." (CB Olvin Rees : DT Andros)<br />
19 "You can't plant sour orange and pick banana." (CB Donald Sands : DT His Daughter Stacy)<br />
19 "Don't let somebody's donkey cost you a cow." (CB Joey Cooper : DT Aunt Ruth)<br />
19 "Biscuit and crackers come in the same ship but different packages." (CB Hazel Thompson : DT ??)<br />
19 "Jack drunk but he ain' fool." (CB Ricardo Thompson : DT ??)<br />
20 "Don't plant your corn around someone else's rain." (CB Marcellus Taylor : DT Logan Collie)<br />
20 "Ya lie like you look!" (CB Wendy Graham : DT ??)<br />
20 "When You're Dumb, You Gotta Be Tough!" (CB Mike Pinder : DT ??)<br />
20 "You Can't Make a Silk Purse Out of A Sow's Ear." (CB Stella Pinder : DT ??)<br />
21 "I'm all pain up and ting mon." (CB Ronnie Kemp : DT ??)<br />
21 "Spare the rod, spoil the child." (CB Valorie Rees : DT ??)<br />
21 "As long as they make dye, I'll never go gray!" (CB Martha Albury : DT J.R. Albury)<br />
21 "That gone like Sam Major wife." (CB Gerard Symonette : DT Angeline Clarke)<br />
22 "You don't miss the water 'til the well run dry." (CB Monique Toppin : DT ??)<br />
22 "Bahamians have black crab syndrome." (CB Nick Rees : DT ??)<br />
22 "Kiss a whale's tail." (CB Rosemarie Johnson Clarke : DT Curtis Johnson)<br />
22 "Don't put mouth me." (CB Tony Kelly : DT Cynthia Kelly)<br />
23 "Nothing wrong with me that money won't cure." (CB Tony Duncombe : DT ??)<br />
23 "Dat ain't no true!" (CB Azaleta Ishmael-Newry : DT ??)<br />
23 "You got roach on ya bread." (CB Jeremy Knowles : DT ??)<br />
23 "Tingum in da bush ain't got no name!" (CB Mark Hayling : DT ??)<br />
24 "It is harder to lead a family than to rule a nation." (CB Andy Knowles : DT ??)<br />
24 "Hog know where to rub his skin." (CB Alana Kelly : DT ??)<br />
24 "God knows for what and for why." (CB Viveca Watkins : DT Isabele Moncrieffe Nembhard)<br />
24 "If it ain't one thing, it's ya mother." (CG Graham Thordarson : DT Viveca Watkins)<br />
25 "If you wanna howl with the owls, you gotta learn to soar with the eagles." (CB Robert Carron : DT ??)<br />
25 "Here today gone tomorrow!" (CB Chris Symonette : DT ??)<br />
25 "Even teeth and tongue bite." (CB Beryle Strachan : DT Angeline Clarke)<br />
25 "Only shoot what you're gonna eat." (CB Glen Kelly : DT Dead Fish)<br />
26 "Hit it ya get it!" (CB Dee Phillips : DT ??)<br />
26 "Ya never pass nothing until ya die." (CB Dave Hanna : DT ??)<br />
26 "Look at just come here telling been here what to do." (CB Joseph Strachan :DT ??)<br />
26 "Big eye choke puppy." (CB Eddie Roberts : DT Da Big Eaters)<br />
27 "Hard head, soft behind." (CB Jamal Rodgers : DT ??)<br />
27 "Two heads are better than one." (CB Tamika Brice : DT ??)<br />
27 "Go in da bush an bruk um, shuck em and gee um." (CB David Darville : DT ??)<br />
27 "Gone for dat!" (CB Patrick Turnquest : DT ??)<br />
28 "Whe you is?" (CB Janet Turnquest : DT ??)<br />
28 "Two wrongs don't make a right." (CB Timothy Nottage : DT ??)<br />
28 "If you have one good friend in your lifetime, you are blessed." (CB Camille Roberts : DT Jack Graham)<br />
28 "Come clean even if you come rough dried." (CB Steven Nottage : DT ??)<br />
29 "A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush." (CB Wendell Gardiner : DT Laverne Gardiner)<br />
29 "It'll be better before you get married." (CB Gina Knowles : DT Her children)<br />
29 "It's like deja vu all over again." (CB Monty Roberts : DT ??)<br />
29 "True, true!" (CB Noelle Roberts : DT ??)<br />
30 "Life is for the living so carpe diem." (CB Desiray ingraham : DT Omar Ferguson)<br />
30 "Six to one and half a dozen to the rest." (CB Hope Shelly-Ann : DT Andrea Sawyer)<br />
30 "If a fish keep his mouth shut he wouldn't get caught." (CB Dion da Butcha : DT ??)<br />
30 "Live the life you love, Love the life you live, And most importantly, Leave people business alone." (CB Natural Empress : DT ??)<br />
30 "Don't spit in the wind, it'll come back in ya face." (CB Colyn grant, aka Mo : DT ??)<br />
30 "That's all she wrote." (CB Colyn Grant, aka Mo : DT ??)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-30392837160151781702009-10-10T07:56:00.002-04:002009-10-10T07:56:57.091-04:0030. Sayings Nov 30 Thu(1:48 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
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"Life is for the living so carpe diem." (CB Desiray ingraham : DT Omar Ferguson)<br />
<br />
(2:11 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
<br />
Well, gentle reader, it is the thirtieth of November in the year two thousand and six. This is the last day of the two thousand and six National Novel Writers Month and also more than likely the last day that I will be writing for you in this book 'Sayings' for a good while. I do want to try and keep writing at least something everyday though even if not at this level of verbiagalogical output. I have wanted to for the previous two years as well, but Novembers can be burn out experiences. I am hurting now. Let's hope I don't crash and burn and tomorrow find me a smoking wreak.<br />
<br />
I want to go take a nap but I will try and keep writing. Please try and keep reading as it may encouragerize me enough to finish up quickly.<br />
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"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty one, twenty two, twenty three, twenty four, twenty five, twenty six, twenty seven, twenty eight, twenty nine, thirty, thirty one, thirty two, thirty three, thirty four, thirty five, thirty six, thirty seven, thirty eight, thirty nine, forty, forty one, forty two, forty three, forty four, forty five, forty six, forty seven, forty eight, forty nine, fifty! Ready or not, here I come!" said Nipps.<br />
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Nano laughed, this game was really getting out of hand now. He headed off to the north at high speed. So far Nipps had found him no matter where he thought to hide. This time he decided not to try and hide anywhere. This time he decided to hide in speed. If Nipps could never get close enough to see him then he couldn't find him then could he. What a plan.<br />
<br />
(2:23 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
<br />
Bing, Boom and Drake were still following that baggage train. Well, they weren't exactly following it any more, they had grown bored and decided to catch it up and ride on the back of the last baggage car. It was a good thing that 'Two pay' had a built in ice chest fully stocked with comestibles of the type normally transported in foil down in the islands. Without that, they would all be starving.<br />
<br />
The had talked it over, but they couldn't decide if the train was just super slow, it hadn't seemed that way when crossing the hangar last night, or if the tunnel they were now in was just super long. If the train was moving at a reasonable rate of speed, where must they be now?<br />
<br />
(2:33 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
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Petro and Loqui were on their way to London. On very short notice I might add.|<br />
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Petro was at work this morning when he got a call from Chloe saying she was on the ramp out at the FBO at Windsor Field, and that he should get out there as soon as he could. He was stunned and laughed. He got her number and said that he would call right back.<br />
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"Six to one and half a dozen to the rest." (CB Hope Shelly-Ann : DT Andrea Sawyer)<br />
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Petro had called Loqui right away and let her know what was going on and asked her if she could get away if he squared things with Chloe. Loqui then laughed and said yes, why not?<br />
<br />
Petro had called Chloe back and put his plan to her. At first he sensed some reluctance and disappointment in her voice, but it had lasted for only a second or two. She had said, sure, just get out here quick and within an hour, they were airborne and heading out over the blue Atlantic bound for England.<br />
<br />
(2:42 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
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Nano was laughing to himself as he continued North at high speed, so far, Nipps hadn't found him. The haze seemed to be clearing up a bit ahead.<br />
<br />
Nano hit his air breaks! What the... The air ahead was clear, the gently rolling hills covered with grass gave way to gently rolling hills made of piles of luggage. Bahamascare baggage handlers were "busy" unloading a huge long luggage train and piling the luggage into new hills.<br />
<br />
Nano stopped for a while and watched in amazement.<br />
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Bing, Boom and Drake were jostled as the train came to a stop. Why were they stopping here still in the tunnel? They decided to go ahead and investigate.<br />
<br />
(2:50 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
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(3:04 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
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Da bruddahs and Drake could see light ahead. They picked up speed and made for what they could now see was the end of the tunnel. Yes, gentle reader, they really could see the light at the end of the tunnel.|<br />
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Just as they came out of the tunnel into the light...<br />
<br />
"Ouch! Nipps! Why do you always do that? Can't you just find me? Why do you have to go and bite me every single time you find me?"<br />
<br />
"I don't know Nano, I just have to, I think it's in my genes or something like that. I see you there and I just have to take a bite."<br />
<br />
"Well at least next time don't go biting so hard then. That hurts!"<br />
<br />
"I bet it did, you deserved it this time though."<br />
<br />
"What do you mean I deserved it?"<br />
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"Jumping slick on me like that. Trying to hide in the wind. Don't think I didn't figure it out."<br />
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"You may have figured it out, but you would never have found me if I hadn't come upon this."<br />
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"What this... Oh! What in the world is this?"<br />
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"You tell me. I have no idea. Well, I mean, I see what it is, but what is it?"<br />
<br />
(3:11 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
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"Nano, do I see what I see? Are those guys really making hills out of luggage? Why in the world would they be doing that?"<br />
<br />
"No idea, Nipps, no idea."<br />
<br />
They heard a loud yell coming from way off in the distance in the direction of a large hill covered in grass. "That sounded like Nano!" yelled Drake. "Nano! Is that you?"<br />
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There was no response. "I'm going to see if that was Nano, are you guys coming?"<br />
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"We might as well. Let's go."<br />
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"If a fish keep his mouth shut he wouldn't get caught." (CB Dion da Butcha : DT ??)<br />
<br />
(3:17 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
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(8:06 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
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Well, not quite a temporal black hole, more like a break. I tried to take a quick nap and then went over to band practice. Then back and a dinner that I rushed too much.<br />
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Well, gentle reader, I guess I need to back track here for you a bit and fill you in on what happened earlier. Rewind the clock mentally, I will not rewind it in fact and put in altered times, just pretend we did it and I will tell you about this afternoon.<br />
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When da bruddahs and Drake came out of the tunnel, there was a large part of the baggage train already out of the tunnel and an even larger part still in the tunnel in darkness. Handlers were already taking luggage off of the exposed baggage cars and adding them to the growing hills of luggage and starting new hills on the empty flat tarmac that stretched to the horizon where the hills ended.<br />
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Drake thought he heard Nano and called to him but got no response. He headed towards a large hill in the distance where he thought Nano's voice had come from. Da bruddahs had followed on 'Two Pay' but could not keep up which surprised them. 'Two Pay' was fast.<br />
<br />
(8:14 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
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When Drake got nearer the hill, he saw Nano and Nipps rowing with one another. He increased his speed even more and swooped down and tackled Nano and the two of them went tumbling down the hill like Jack and Jill. Luckily, there were no crowns broken. No bones at all as a matter of fact.<br />
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The two ended up at the bottom of the hill, laughing and shouting. Da bruddahs landed next to Nipps and the three of them looked on as the two dragons did a little dragon celebration and started a few fires that threatened to get out of hand before they got involved and calmed things down some.<br />
<br />
"Where did you come from?"<br />
<br />
"What do you mean, where id we come from? Where did you go? Where have you two been?" said Drake.<br />
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"We don't know where we are, or where we went to or where we have been, except we know we came from south of here. Back that way, a long way, over vast distances of these rolling grassy hills." replied Nano.<br />
<br />
(8:24 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
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"Do you know where we are?" said Nipps, "Where did you come from?"<br />
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"You see that train coming out of that tunnel over there? We came out of that tunnel, at the other end is a Bahamascare under sea air base at the bottom of the tongue of the ocean. That's where we came from. Do either of you know what's going on here? Have you been watching this long?" said Bing.<br />
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"Only what you see," said Nano, "we just got here a little before you guys found us. The best that I can guess as to what's going on is that these guys are piling luggage into hills and then covering them up with grass. But if that's what's going on, that's totally crazy. There must be so much luggage back under those hills to the south. There's just no way. Plus, what's the point?"<br />
<br />
(8:30 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
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"Live the life you love, Love the life you live, And most importantly, Leave people business alone." (CB Natural Empress : DT ??)<br />
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"Time out!" yelled Drake, "Let's just all go home. We can come back here later if we want to figure out what's going on. I just need to get back to the lair and get some sleep."<br />
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"You know something," said Nipps, "I second that motion. All in favour, say Aye!"<br />
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"Aye!"<br />
<br />
(8:40 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
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"The ayes have it, let's go," said Nipps.<br />
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With Nipps joining da bruddahs on 'Two Pay' and the dragons leading the way, they small band headed back to the tunnel entrance.<br />
<br />
(9:14 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
<br />
Now that, gentle reader, was unfortunately a little time warp, temporal black hole, event horizon type event right there right then. Almost a time vacuum cleaner. Or even a time whirlpool, swirling and pulling time down to the bottom of the ocean. Perhaps even down to the bottom of the tongue of the ocean.<br />
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And as we have seen, strange things happen down at the bottom of the ocean's tongue...<br />
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And now the end is near... Less than half a thousand words to the day's goal. And then... Shut down. Soon after...<br />
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Petro and Loqui are safe in London. They are on some corner where people keep taking pictures of themselves walking across a zebra crossing.<br />
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<grin><br />
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Earlier in the day (night) they had conducted a study on the packing densities of holes. This had proved entertaining for a while.<br />
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Bill Techero, remember him gentle reader? Big Bill is sitting on his front porch. Sitting on his duho. Unfolding time that has just come in on the mailboat from Andros. From the big yard. Come in in the sacks normally used to ship Andros crabs to the capitol.<br />
<br />
(9:37 pm Nov 30, 2006)<br />
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"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty one, twenty two, twenty three, twenty four, twenty five, twenty six, twenty seven, twenty eight, twenty nine, thirty, thirty one, thirty two, thirty three, thirty four, thirty five, thirty six, thirty seven, thirty eight, thirty nine, forty, forty one, forty two, forty three, forty four, forty five, forty six, forty seven, forty eight, forty nine, fifty! Ready or not, man I'm done!"<br />
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"Don't spit in the wind, it'll come back in ya face." (CB Colyn Grant, aka Mo : DT ??)<br />
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"That's all she wrote." (CB Colyn grant, aka Mo : DT ??)<br />
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Yes, gentle reader, I think I just heard Gussie start to sing.<br />
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Good night.<br />
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(9:47 pm Nov 30, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-76234604119070284552009-10-10T07:55:00.003-04:002009-10-10T07:55:46.750-04:0029. Sayings Nov 29 Wed(5:03 pm Nov 29, 2006)<br />
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"A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush." (CB Wendell Gardiner : DT Laverne Gardiner)<br />
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Just getting started... Late... Suffering... And... Life interrupts art. Dogs need walking... Back soon...<br />
<br />
(5:38 pm Nov 29, 2006)<br />
<br />
Gentle reader, I am feeling really washed out as a result of yesterday, therefore, I may be totally out in left field for the rest of the day and perhaps tomorrow. We shall see.<br />
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"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty one, twenty two, twenty three, twenty four, twenty five, twenty six, twenty seven, twenty eight, twenty nine, thirty, thirty one, thirty two, thirty three, thirty four, thirty five, thirty six, thirty seven, thirty eight, thirty nine, forty, forty one, forty two, forty three, forty four, forty five, forty six, forty seven, forty eight, forty nine, fifty! Ready or not, here I came!"<br />
<br />
Nipps began his hunt for Nano. Now you may not know this, gentle reader, but playing hide and seek or kick the can, or any other game involving hiding or having certain other aspects when one of your opponents is a dragon can be very challenging indeed. Extremely challenging and this was the task that Nipps found himself faced with.<br />
<br />
Nano and Nipps had not been found and had not figured out where they themselves were since those clouds had closed in about them yesterday. They found themselves in some hazy, indistinct place with gently rolling hills covered in waving grass. Gray, foggy-hazy clouds left the sun diffuse and almost cold.<br />
<br />
(As an aside gentle reader, have I just discovered a great new NaNo padding trick? Or has this one been done before? Either way, I can see how it might be a life saver in certain situations.)<br />
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Now, the problem with playing these sorts of games with dragons is that they often will not restrict themselves to playing fair. How are you supposed to find a dragon who simply shrinks down out of site while you are counting instead of going and hiding like any normal player would?<br />
<br />
(6:04 pm Nov 29, 2006)<br />
<br />
Where did that block come from?<br />
<br />
Let's leave Nipps and Nano to their little time killer and check in on Drake.<br />
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Drake is still flying search patterns. Ever widening search patterns. He tried calling BASRA and the US Coast Guard, but they refused to take him seriously when he reported a dragon and a sand fly lost over the tongue of the ocean. Then a thought hit him! Bahamascare! The tongue of the ocean! That underwater base! He was off like a flash. It took him a while to get back up to the tongue as he was down Inagua way when the idea struck.<br />
<br />
Drake got over the tongue of the ocean just west of New Providence and then realised that those two soldiers hadn't actually spelled out exactly where this undersea airbase was. The headed in to Nassau to try and hunt Bing and Boom up.<br />
<br />
(6:13 pm Nov 29, 2006)<br />
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"It'll be better before you get married." (CB Gina Knowles : DT Her children)<br />
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"Zotz, can you tell me whee to find Bing or Boom or do you know exactly where that Bahamascare base they told you about is?"<br />
<br />
"Hey Drake. I don't know where the base is. I am not sure where those two are, but I think they may be over on PI getting a bite to eat over by the marina."<br />
<br />
Thanks zotz, do you know which restaurant? Which marina even?"<br />
<br />
"The new marina I think, I don't know which restaurant, but those two like deli food and burgers so try those places first. Careful in those places though. This country doesn't need you scaring off the tourists. I really don't think they would like to see or smell a dragon on their vacation."<br />
<br />
"Sure thing zotz, I'll be careful. Thanks for the hints. Listen, I can't tell you how much I am worried for Nano, are you sure you can't do more for me to help me find him?"<br />
<br />
"Drake, are you tired right now?"<br />
<br />
"Zotz, I'm so tired it's not even funny."<br />
<br />
"Right, me too. They'll be alright. I have a feeling that things will work out just fine. You may be surprised, but just keep looking."<br />
<br />
"OK, I'm off to hunt up those soldiers."<br />
<br />
(6:26 pm Nov 29, 2006)<br />
<br />
(7:38 pm Nov 29, 2006)<br />
<br />
Oops.<br />
<br />
Drake finally tracked Bing and Boom down at a little known local pub that operated out of the the old light house on the western tip of PI. I will not bother you with the details as to how he managed this feat.<br />
<br />
"Bing, Boom, can one of you tell me how to find that Bahamascare base you two discovered the other day?"<br />
<br />
"What tonight?" said Bing. "Why do you need to go there tonight?"<br />
<br />
"Because NaNo and Nipps are still missing and I think that that place may be somehow related to their disappearance, that's why. Can you tell me where to find it?"<br />
<br />
"Gee, Drake, I don't know if I could find it again at night. What do you say Boom."<br />
<br />
"Drake, it is not gonna be easy, but I think you might have a chance if we went with you. I don't think there is any chance at all if we just try to tell you."<br />
<br />
"Would you go with me? I have to try."<br />
<br />
"I don't know Drake, we are both really wiped out after that rescue last night, are you sure it can't wait until the morning. The base will be easier to find in the day anyhow."<br />
<br />
"What rescue? I need to try tonight. Please."<br />
<br />
"It seems that Loqui and her cousin were caught in some strange storm yesterday on the way back from Pimlico and their engines and all of their electrical and electronics systems shut down on them. We came across them last night and had to tow them in. We need to sleep."<br />
<br />
(7:57 pm Nov 29, 2006)<br />
<br />
"It's like deja vu all over again." (CB Monty Roberts : DT ??)<br />
<br />
"Guys come on, Nano may need my help. I gotta try find him. You're not the only tired ones either, I have been flying around trying to find him since yesterday. I am dead on my feet here too. Let's go. Now. Please!"<br />
<br />
"Bing, let's go with him. We can crash tomorrow or the next day. I think we may be able to find it. Hey! I just had an idea Bing. You remember that captain Edgecombe who used to fly for Bahamascare but who was sort of forced to retire after that incident a long time back. I used to know his son quite well. I wonder if he knows where that base is and if so, if he would tell us."<br />
<br />
"Boom, brilliant! Is he still alive though? Is he still around here?"<br />
<br />
"Both, he lives out in the back of Cow Pen Road down a dirt road that end near Bonefish Pond."<br />
<br />
"Let's go then!"<br />
<br />
The soldiers hopped on 'Two Pay' and Drake leaped into the air and spread his tired wings.<br />
<br />
(8:11 pm Nov 29, 2006)<br />
<br />
Drake had a hard time keeping up with da bruddahs on 'Two Pay' but he managed. before long, they were swooping down on a little cottage at the edge of a swamp. There was a man sitting on a porch smoking a pipe and reading a book with the light from a lantern.<br />
<br />
He looked up startled as they came into his field of vision.<br />
<br />
"Hey captain. Remember me? Your son used to play with me years ago."<br />
<br />
"Ya know, you do look familiar. Were you that soldier that used to win all the races?"<br />
<br />
"Not all the races, but yeah, that was me." said Boom.<br />
<br />
"Captain, listen, we have a problem that we wonder if you may be able to help us with."<br />
<br />
"Always happy to help with problems if I can boys, what can I do you for?"<br />
<br />
"It's like this. Drake here has a friend Nano who went missing yesterday in a strange storm over the tongue of the ocean. He heard that we had found a Bahamascare base down there at the tongue of the ocean the other day. Drake thinks that the the base may somehow be tied in to his buddy's disappearance."<br />
<br />
(8:28 pm Nov 29, 2006)<br />
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(8:42 pm Nov 29, 2006)<br />
<br />
My how time flies.<br />
<br />
The good captain was unwilling to give away much, but he gave enough of a hint that sent them on their way. A large hint. he told them to go and line up the western point of the triangle made by the Windsor Field runways with the western tip of Lyford Cay. Then go out four point two miles from that same tip of Lyford Can and head down. He told them that that might help in their search but that he could not give an guarantees.<br />
<br />
As soon as they had this hint, they were off like one of those proverbial bats that like to hang around the caves out in the western end of the island.<br />
<br />
"True, true!" (CB Noelle Roberts : DT ??)<br />
<br />
Well, the base was not on the bottom where they went down and they wondered at first if they had miscalculated or misunderstood.<br />
<br />
It wasn't long though before they gave a silent prayer of thanks for the good captain. They were within sight of a flight path oh the planes landing.<br />
<br />
(8:54 pm Nov 29, 2006)<br />
<br />
When they entered the hangars to begin their search for Nano and Nipps, they were completely taken aback. The soldiers had been astounded from the outside, but from within, things were even more unbelievable.<br />
<br />
The number of planes lined up inside were an order of magnitude greater than the number they had seen outside on the first day. What in the world could Bahamascare need with all these planes? The scale of the operations was astounding.<br />
<br />
After looking around in a fairly aimless fashion for a short while, they saw some lights coming towards them from way down a long corridor.<br />
<br />
The lights got closer and closer and they ducked behind some filing cabinets that were standing inexplicably in the middle of the floor near where they were.<br />
<br />
Soon they could see that the lights were on the front of an enormous, wheeled baggage train. It was pulling hundreds of huge baggage cars with each car loaded to the brim.<br />
<br />
(9:01 pm Nov 29, 2006)<br />
<br />
It came out of the one corridor and across the vast hangar space only to enter another corridor on the other side of the hanger. They decided that they might as well follow it.<br />
<br />
(9:11 pm Nov 29, 2006)<br />
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"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty one, twenty two, twenty three, twenty four, twenty five, twenty six, twenty seven, twenty eight, twenty nine, thirty, thirty one, thirty two, thirty three, thirty four, thirty five, thirty six, thirty seven, thirty eight, thirty nine, forty, forty one, forty two, forty three, forty four, forty five, forty six, forty seven, forty eight, forty nine, fifty! Ready or not, here I came!" said Nano.<br />
<br />
Nano grinned as he began his hunt for Nipps. That little sucker did not give up. No wonder sand flies tormented humans and other animals so much. They just did not give up. It had taken Nipps hours to find Nano, but find him he did. Even when Nano had resorted to moving his hiding locations to ones where Nipps had already searched, shrinking down to almost nanometre sizes, becoming translucent, whatever. It did not seem to matter. Nipps just kept right on looking until he found Nano. And then, after all of that, he refused to tell how he had done it. It was frustrating in the extreme. Well, Nano planed to make up for it by finding Nipps in record time.<br />
<br />
(9:20 pm Nov 29, 2006)<br />
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And here I must leave you tonight gentle reader. I have a project that I mentioned earlier that I have to work on for my friends in the band. It needs to be done before practice tomorrow.<br />
<br />
Good night, gentle reader.<br />
<br />
(9:21 pm Nov 29, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-25781769100286191992009-10-10T07:55:00.000-04:002009-10-10T07:55:09.098-04:0028. Sayings Nov 28 Tue(5:38 am Nov 28, 2006)<br />
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"Whe you is?" (CB Janet Turnquest : DT ??)<br />
<br />
Good morning, gentle reader, are you awake yet?<br />
<br />
I wish I wasn't. I woke up this morning before the three changed to a four on my clock. Try as I might, I have been unable to go to sleep again.<br />
<br />
And so I write.<br />
<br />
The dogs have been let out, the kettle has boiled, the tea is steeping, the dogs have been let back in on account of barking and kindness to the neighbours.<br />
<br />
And os I write.<br />
<br />
(5:54 am Nov 28, 2006)<br />
<br />
Bookkeeping.<br />
<br />
Tea is ready and first sips have been sipped.<br />
<br />
(6:19 am Nov 28, 2006)<br />
<br />
Ouch.<br />
<br />
(3:52 pm Nov 28, 2006)<br />
<br />
So here I am again at the bookstore, gentle reader, mid week this time, we shall see if anyone else shows up. I really should be doing a better job as a municipal liaison.<br />
<br />
Maybe next year if I get to do NaNo again. I would like to if it works out, we shall see. Will you join me and write your novel too?<br />
<br />
Petro was feeling antsy. He wanted to leave work early today so that he could get home and get ready and get to Loqui's place by six or six thirty at the latest.<br />
<br />
The problem was that several things were going wrong that needed his attention. For some reason, the DNS server was acting up again. Then, there was an issue with the PBX and voice mail combined with call forwarding.<br />
<br />
He also had taken on a little support contract for a cousin over in Key West recently and the cousin wanted help with some web site and XML issues. Rains. Pours. Pours.<br />
<br />
Should he call Loqui now and tell her he might be late? Should he change his plans with her? Should he put off everything except the Key West work until tomorrow? Could he put it all off until tomorrow?<br />
<br />
He decided to call Loqui now to give her a heads up and also to put off all he could. he didn't see his cousin in IRC so he sent him an email message and an instant message. He would give him until four thirty to get back to him.<br />
<br />
(4:11 pm Nov 28, 2006)<br />
<br />
That was cutting things close. Loqui wasn't answering her phone. Plans. best laid. Oh well. What could a body do?<br />
<br />
Danger was up in Green Turtle Cay today. She had arrived on the ferry in the middle of the day and was an instant hit.<br />
<br />
The school children were enchanted by her stories. Many were especially interested in her stories of Scotland as Danger had traveled that country extensively before her, what shall we call it, island adventure. It turns out that Danger had learned a little more of the history of these islands during her brief time in the islands so far. She was a consummate story teller and held the children spell bound as she entertained and educated them as well.<br />
<br />
Tonight, Danger ws due to provide an evening of story and song and traditional dancing at a local establishment on one of the island's hills. Since you can't get there for the event in time, gentle reader, as this is once again an asynchronous writing time for me, I will not specify which establishment or even which hill. Asynchronous writing time. Long hand. Typing to come later. (Which is now... 9:32 pm same day.)<br />
<br />
"Zotz, have you seen Nano?"<br />
<br />
"Drake, how are you doing? You look worried! No, I haven't seen Nano. He is normally with you. What happened?"<br />
<br />
"Zotz, we were flying in from Andros. When we took off, the sky was clear and visibility was great. Then, not long after we were airborne, well, not long after we got out over the tongue of the ocean, the sky started turning a strange green colour and reddish purple clouds closed in on us."<br />
<br />
"Drake, this ain't going to be some long, rambling story whre you end by pulling my leg is it?"<br />
<br />
"No zotz, this is not a tall tale, this is serious. I'm worried about Nano!"<br />
<br />
"Drake, Nano is an old dragon. I am sure he can take care of himself. He'll be OK. Don't worry."<br />
<br />
(4:36 pm Nov 28, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Two wrongs don't make a right." (CB Timothy Nottage : DT ??)<br />
<br />
"I hope so zotz. It took me six hours to fly from Andros to Nassau. I can normally make that flight in eight to ten minutes. Cruising. Something is not right. Do you ahve any of your special ways that you can use to check up on him for me?"<br />
<br />
"Drake, I'm sure he'll be fine. Look, give it a day or two and if he doesn't show, I will pull out all the stops for you." I just need to keep going here for a bit."<br />
<br />
(4:43 pm Nov 28, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Whatever you say zotz, but don't let anything happen to Nano or you and I are gonna fall out. And I will hound your characters for the rest of my natural born days. Plus for the rest of my unnatural born days as well."<br />
<br />
"Drake, why are so many of you making threats towards me this year?"<br />
<br />
"I don't know zotz, maybe you just aren't treating us like you should this year. Some times I get the feeling that we are just after thoughts for you this year. Like we don't really matter. It's not a nice feeling at all."<br />
<br />
"Well, you're probably half right Drake. You guys are somewhat after thoughts sometimes these days. But it's not that I Don't care about you. Not at all. It's just that I'm preoccupied and even more than that, I am rushed all the time this month. I feel like I shouldn't be, but I am."<br />
<br />
"Yeah well, I don't know how much I am going to be able to help your right up in now myself. I feel like I am going to be too preoccupied until Nano is back safe."<br />
<br />
"Well Drake, that's understandable. Listen, go look for him if that's what you feel you need to do. I think I can at least get through the day so long as Doc and Nipps come through with at least a little bit of help."<br />
<br />
"Zotz, you're not gonna like this. Doc and Nipps were hitching a ride with Nano. I haven't see them since we got up in those clouds earlier."<br />
<br />
"Drake, you should have told me. Man! What am I doing to do? Three characters missing in mysterious circumstances. Listen. I am sure they will be fine. I just don't know how I am going to manage for the next few days until they show. Let's hope it doesn't take a few days. If we're lucky, they may show up in an hour or two. Look, Drake, can you do me a favour and see if you can find Bing and Boom for me before you start your search for the missing?"<br />
<br />
"Zotz, I would like to do that for you, but the sun will be setting soon and I really want to do a little searching while I still have some daylight left. Would it be OK if I didn't?"<br />
<br />
"Sure Drake, you go ahead. If I can round them up, I will see if they will join you in the search as well. I need you guys to help me finish up this book this month. Good luck. Where should I send da bruddahs to search?"<br />
<br />
"I am going to try and re-trace my route and then fly a grid coming back. Why don't you send them in a big wide circle leaving in a south west direction?"<br />
<br />
"Will do Drake, take care and good luck!"<br />
<br />
(5:13 pm Nov 28, 2006)<br />
<br />
"If you have one good friend in your lifetime, you are blessed." (CB Camille Roberts : DT Jack Graham)<br />
<br />
(5:19 pm Nov 28, 2006)<br />
<br />
Ah gentle reader, what can I do? Three characters missing. And this part of the world is not one of the better parts of the world to go missing while flying or at sea. I have a feeling that Drake might be able to pull a rabbit out of a hat though. The two soldiers might have some success on their new carpet as well.<br />
<br />
Petro is still stuck at work. He got caught up in that Key West job and couldn't get away. To make matters worse, he still couldn't get Loqui on the phone. It seemed like chances were good that this night would be bad. That it would not work out anything like he had planned. Mice and men again. Mice and men.<br />
<br />
Loqui and Big Byte were getting more than worried. They were adrift in a go fast boat that Bit Byte had borrowed from a friend for a day trip up to Pimlico. On the way back, they had run into a strange storm which had shut down their engines and messed up their radio and other electrical and electronic systems.<br />
<br />
They had drifted for several hours in water that looked deep enough that they did not want to throw out the anchour. Finally, they had passed over a reef that rose out of the depths. Big Byte threw out a grapple and let out enough rope to give a decent ratio. Then they waited, scanning the horizon for passing vessels. So far, they hadn't seen any. Darkness was deepening.<br />
<br />
(5:43 pm Nov 28, 2006)<br />
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(5:50 pm Nov 28, 2006)<br />
<br />
Mini block and time warp there, gentle reader.<br />
<br />
Bing and Boom are cruising at eight thousand feet. they are making about two hundred and twenty knots and scanning the waters below and the sky around them with powerful search lights that they have loaded aboard their cool new rug. They have nicknamed it the 'Two Pay'. <br />
<br />
They have been flying around the islands for the last couple of days looking for evidence of sunken wrecks. They had remembered some old maps that they had come across in the cellars when they were playing hide and seek as children. When they had found them years ago, they had played with them for days, playing pirates some days and on other days, dreaming themselves to be great adventurers on the trail of pirate gold. One day, one of the adults had almost discovered them with their find though.<br />
<br />
They had hidden the maps away again in what they were sure was an even better hiding place, but they must have gotten involved in other childhood pursuits as they had forgotten the maps until a few days ago when Boom had remarked that you could see a sunken pirate ship from the vantage point of the carpet. When Boom said that, something fired in Bing's memory...<br />
<br />
They had been flying search patterns ever since. Mostly just on a lark and to enjoy the flying. They knew that they didn't have much chance of finding anything until their new equipment arrived.<br />
<br />
(6:04 pm Nov 28, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Come clean even if you come rough dried." (CB Steven Nottage : DT ??)<br />
<br />
(7:25 pm Nov 28, 2006)<br />
<br />
Well, gentle reader, I am back in my cave at my computer. I am not in IRC mode though because I am once again typing this into AbiWord. Once again, I don't want to put off writing new words while I type previously written words from my paper to my computer. I never thought that choosing the IRC experiment this year would complicate the process so much. I expected some difficulties with lack of full screen editing abilities, but not all of these other complications. Oh well, live and learn.<br />
<br />
(8:00 pm Nov 28, 2006)<br />
<br />
Time is getting slippery again. Creative Commons mailing list emails instead of fiction, oh my!<br />
<br />
Mmmmm. Guava duff.<br />
<br />
"Hey Boom, do you see any thing over there on the horizon? I think I saw a flash."<br />
<br />
"Where Bing?"<br />
<br />
"Look, at ten o 'clock, see? There."<br />
<br />
"Where... Yes. I think I see a glow."<br />
<br />
"Let's go see what that is."<br />
<br />
They change their direction and headed towards the light.<br />
<br />
"Boom, I think that is a flare."<br />
<br />
"Take us down and closer man, there must be a boat in trouble down there."<br />
<br />
Loqui and Big Byte had seen the lights in the sky and fired off a flare. They cheered when the plane changes direction.<br />
<br />
Neither of them know what to think when a carpet swooped down out of the sky and circled around thirty feet over their heads.<br />
<br />
They were even more dumbfounded when the carpet dropped lower and they saw two soldier crabs hanging on to the fringes at the front. Hanging on for dear life amidst all the lights and gear piled on the top side of the carpet to overflowing. There was even gear hung from the underside of the carpet.<br />
<br />
The carpet came to rest in midair tend feet off the surface of the sea and ten feet from the boat on the port side. An LED sign of the sort used to advertise in store windows lit up and words began to scroll by...<br />
<br />
"Do you want us to throw you a line and try and tow you in, or do you want us to notify BASRA and let them send a boat?"<br />
<br />
Big Byte and Loqui took a while to get over their astonishment and then talked it over for a while. They were hard pressed to reach a decision. It felt somehow wrong to get towed by a flying carpet, besides that, would it even be able to tow them. On the other hand, they had been out here way too long already and the seas were far from calm. Rolling at anchour was not the best thing when it came to sea sickness. In the end, they decide to chance a tow and Big Byte yelled their decision across to the soldiers.<br />
<br />
"OK, throw us a line and get ready to pull up your anchour aw we pull you up to it."<br />
<br />
"Can you believe this Loqui, rescued by two soldiers on a flying carpet, lit up like some UFO and talking to use with an advertising sign. We are gonna have some serious stories to tell that no one will believe after this."<br />
<br />
(9:03 pm Nov 28, 2006)<br />
<br />
And good night.<br />
<br />
(11:00 pm Nov 28, 2006)<br />
<br />
No, really. Good night!zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-66846151943334427062009-10-10T07:54:00.000-04:002009-10-10T07:54:17.266-04:0027. Sayings Nov 27 Mon(3:15 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Hard head, soft behind." (CB Jamal Rodgers : DT ??)<br />
<br />
Yeah, but at least ya een ga make good soup.<br />
<br />
(4:04 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
As you can see, my fingers are flying, my brain is hitting on all twelve cylinders, my words are flowing, ideas weaving themselves into a tapestry of great beauty and grandeur.<br />
<br />
Well I fried it and baked it.<br />
<br />
I done stirred it and shaked it.<br />
<br />
And I have authenti-faked it for sure.<br />
<br />
(4:24 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
So I am supposed to be writing, but instead I am watching #rivendell at irc.freenode.net learning a lot about scheduling and logs and the like.<br />
<br />
At least I think I am learning.<br />
<br />
Oops, life interrupts art again, troubles at the station, gotta ssh in and troubleshoot. Be back in a bit. Hopefully.<br />
<br />
(4:43 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
Done. I think the DNS server was a bit wonky there. Stopping and starting bind seems to have made things better. Let's hope it lasts.<br />
<br />
Art imitates life and life interrupts art. I hope this guy Art knows what he is doing.<br />
<br />
Temptation. Frustration. Temptation. Libation. Ovation.<br />
<br />
These words come tripping over one another. But there is not fantastic light to be seen here anywhere just now. Perhaps later in the night. Perhaps a lamplighter will join us.<br />
<br />
Words that come. Agree. Disagree. Words that go. Around and around. Words that hide. When you want them. When you need them. Desperately. Desperately. Desperately indeed. You need them soft and smooth. But they're not there. Nowhere to be found. Gone and long gone. Will they ever return. Perhaps, next year, a proper plot and outline will entice them to gather and stay.<br />
<br />
Dare I hope for a theme? Or is that the essence of hubris and over reaching.<br />
<br />
Is it indeed better to shoot for the moon and perhaps at least fall amoung the stars?<br />
<br />
(4:59 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
(5:39 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
(6:36 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
A theme, per chance a dream. Ah, to know roughly where the story was going before beginning, to know what scene to write next. To know my character's backgrounds and motivations. To even know what my characters look like! What luxury. next year, gentle reader, next year. I make no promises mind you. I do hope to try though.<br />
<br />
Life is really doing its best to completely de-rail the art train tonight. Rivendell keeps beeping at me. Mailing lists are very active with interesting posts, all calling to me for immediate attention. Phone calls, family, oh my!<br />
<br />
"Bing! Boom! Where are you guys? I need help! Can you hear me?"<br />
<br />
"Zotz, what are you doing calling on us for help? You were like nowhere to be found when we called for you urgently yesterday and now you are calling for us?"<br />
<br />
"Yes guys, yes I am calling on you. I need major help here. Go out and see if you can buy me any words at the market tonight. There may be some left on the shelves over in Florida after the big sales recently."<br />
<br />
"Florida? You think they're gonna let us in the US? We can't get visas zotz. And you don't wanna see our police certificates. I'm not sure you could lift either of them to tell you the truth. Hehe."<br />
<br />
(6:55 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Two heads are better than one." (CB Tamika Brice : DT ??)<br />
<br />
Ouch gentle reader, I just remembered that I don't have the remaining two sayings that I need for the night. Trouble.<br />
<br />
"Listen guys, could you see if you can round me up some sayings from around the country and I will see if I can scare up Nano and Drake for the Florida excursion. They have been scarce lately."<br />
<br />
"Alright zotz, but only because we go way back. Oh and you can find Nano and Drake over in Andros if you didn't know."<br />
<br />
"Thanks guys. Good luck to us all."<br />
<br />
"Sure, later on mabeezo. We're out."<br />
<br />
(7:10 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Zotz. Are you there?"<br />
<br />
"This is zotz, who is trying to get me? Nano or Drake? I was just thinking of you two, I need help."<br />
<br />
"No zotz, this is Fryer Tucks. There are some crazy things going on out here that I think you need to know about. Can I patch you into a video feed?"<br />
<br />
"Yeah, I think we can manage that. What do you need me to do?"<br />
<br />
"Well, first, what's your IP address?"<br />
<br />
It would be easier if you can just contact me at zotz.dynamicbind.nut please."<br />
<br />
"Yeah zotz, I can get you there but what are you doing in the .nut domain?"<br />
<br />
"Well, I thought about the .bs domain but I thought I would prefer to go with .nut!"<br />
<br />
"Yeah, I could see that. OK, I am pinging you now. Listen, could you open up port 12354 on your firewall if it isn't open already?"<br />
<br />
"I can open the port, but I don't run services on the firewall so what good is that gonna do?"<br />
<br />
"Oops, sorry, I need you to go to http://code.google.com/p/drsoundwall/ and download that program from there."<br />
<br />
"Tucks, that is my program, what good is that gonna do you? I have that here on this box already."<br />
<br />
"Zotz, I know it is your program, what you are unaware of is that I have made certain key changes to it which you may not have yet. just get it and we can proceed."<br />
<br />
(7:29 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
"OK, just a sec... Right, I have it, now what?"<br />
<br />
"Run it please."<br />
<br />
"OK, it's running. What next?"<br />
<br />
"Right, listen carefully, click on edit mode, and the button should change from red to green, then click on the button on the bottom right, Cut:C9:R9, click Set Button Label, change Cut:C9:R9 to foodoo and click set, then close those two small windows, then click back to play mode, then click on the foodoo button."<br />
<br />
"Man, that's a load, OK, I think I have it, now what?"<br />
<br />
(7:51 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Go in da bush an bruk um, shuck em and gee um." (CB David Darville : DT ??)<br />
<br />
(8:09 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Zotz, are you there, hello?"<br />
<br />
"Sorry Tucks, had to run out in the car for a while there. I'm back now though. So, ah, what do I have to do now?"<br />
<br />
"Well, if you still have the soundwall program running, there is now a server running on that port I told you earlier so just forward that port from your firewall to the box you are running the soundwall program on."<br />
<br />
"OK, what was that, port 12345 right?"<br />
<br />
"Close, port 12354 is closer though."<br />
<br />
"OK, just a sec, let me log into my firewall and change the configs."<br />
<br />
"Shout when you are done."<br />
<br />
"AHHHHHH!!!!"<br />
<br />
"Zotz! What's wrong? Oh, funny. Here comes the video feed then. Let me know when you start getting it."<br />
<br />
"OK, a window just popped up, yes, I've got video."<br />
<br />
"Right, if you click on the help button on the main soundwall window now, it will save the video feed to a file for you."<br />
<br />
"Cool, but how in the world did you get access to my account to make these changes?"<br />
<br />
"I've got a few tricks up my sleeve zotz, let's just leave it a that."<br />
<br />
(8:17 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Listen zotz, while you're watching, would you like me to shoot you some notes and stored video as well?"<br />
<br />
"Yeah, Tucks, you might as well. You want to email them or what?"<br />
<br />
"No, I will just send them down the same link that the video is coming in on now. I have that ability with the client I have running at this end."<br />
<br />
"Fire away then. So what is this I am seeing now, Is this the room where the meetings have been taking place?"<br />
<br />
"What, the microwave oven room? No. That room is much bigger. This room here couldn't hold all the people at those meetings. I have been snooping around and I have found this room here where a sub-set of the players meet secretly-secretly to make even more secret secret plans. I don't thing they want the larger group to know what they are planning."<br />
<br />
(8:30 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
(9:00 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
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"Tucks, this is amazing stuff, i am gonna have to take some time to try and digest and process this stuff. This is explosive. The thing is, I don't think anyone will believe this if I just put it out bald like this."<br />
<br />
"It sure is, listen, if the feed happens to drop or bog down, don't worry. I am riding on these guys sat link and my program monitors their bandwidth usage moment to moment and shapes its traffic accordingly. Since I have been here they have never stopped using prodigious amounts of bandwidth so it is easy for me to hide my stuff in there without throttling."<br />
<br />
"Well, how in the world are they using that much bandwidth out on the high seas?"<br />
<br />
"Zotz, these boys have their own bird up there from what I can tell. They are doing so much from this ship it boggles the mind."<br />
<br />
(9:11 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Gone for dat!" (CB Patrick Turnquest : DT ??)<br />
<br />
Wow, gentle reader, the action in #rivendell is still hot. I think I have learned a good amount today from that channel despite how much it has hindered my art and my time with you."<br />
<br />
(9:31 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
Time is getting slippery again, gentle reader, and, as everyone knows, what gets slippery soon get out of hand. And when time gets out of hand... Watch out! For some people. Just kidding, I know that is out of context.<br />
<br />
So, Petro and Loqui are really beginning to hit it off. All of that concern earlier in the month over whether they would ever get together and things just seemed to have worked themselves out in that department. Obviously we can't say for sure yet if she will indeed is the future Mrs. Stone as Petro thinks, but things are looking so much better now than before that I could actually see it happening. Wish them luck, gentle reader. Oh, an I know Loqui look good an erryting, but don't go try an roach Mr. Stone OK? leave him be for a few months at least to see what he can accomplish.<br />
<br />
"Zotz, are you there?"<br />
<br />
"Tucks? You don't sound right! Is that you?"<br />
<br />
"Who's Tucks?"<br />
<br />
"Never mind, who you is?"<br />
<br />
"Zotz, dis me now, Doc."<br />
<br />
"Doc, where you is? Is Nipps with you?"<br />
<br />
"Zotz, me an Nipps is down here in Andros with Nano and Drake. What you been up to?"<br />
<br />
"Yinna down in da big yard wit' da dragons? What yinna doin'?"<br />
<br />
"Zotz man, we just down here recuperatin' like. We catching some a dat R an R along with some a dat B an B. Plus soakin' in some a dat di hydrogen monoxide. Ya know, dat H2O!"<br />
<br />
"Yes, but where is yinna exactly?"<br />
<br />
"Well, I can't exactly say exactly, I een gat ma GPS. One ting I know, we is way back in da bush. I never been dis far back in da bush before zotz, tings is even a little spooky back up in here. But dis blue hole soakin' is proper though. Ya can't get enough a dat. I tell you dat!"<br />
<br />
(9:49 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
<br />
"So listen Doc, can you let Nano or Drake shout at me for a sec?"<br />
<br />
"Sorry, zotz, no, not now. Those two are out at some local crab races they they hold in secret down here in da back a da bush. I think they have laid out a scale replica of the old Hobby Horse Hall in Nassau down here an dey race crabs as da horses wit' wasp fa jockey. I tell ya zotz, I haven't seen this many dream book fa long time."<br />
<br />
"Well listen Doc, I really need those two dragons, after tonight, I have three more days of writing to finish up this contest, but I mays well tell ya, tings is tough. I need big time help. Tell dem two shout at me as soon as dey reach back."<br />
<br />
"Sure thing zotz, listen, I'm off to the races now my own self, have a good night."<br />
<br />
"Doc, if I could get some decent sleep, it will be a good night. You got any diagnosis for me Doc?"<br />
<br />
"Now zotz, you know I is not ya family doctor. Later fa you."<br />
<br />
"Good night Doc."<br />
<br />
(10:04 pm Nov 27, 2006)<br />
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Good night, gentle reader.zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-80102335989672580552009-10-10T07:53:00.002-04:002009-10-10T07:53:33.198-04:0026. Sayings Nov 26 Sun(8:52 am Nov 26, 2006)<br />
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(9:00 am Nov 26, 2006)<br />
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Bookkeeping.<br />
<br />
"Hit it ya get it!" (CB Dee Phillips : DT ??)<br />
<br />
9:37 am Nov 26, 2006)<br />
<br />
Ah, gentle reader, the procrastination bug has bit me. And hard. I am spending time I should be using to write for you over in the NaNoWriMo chat channel on irc.goodchatting.com shooting the breeze and killing time.<br />
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Why is it that when you shoot the breeze, you end up killing so much time?<br />
<br />
Time Assassins for hire. If you have time to kill, give the experts a call.<br />
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(9:57 am Nov 26, 2006)<br />
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(10:28 am Nov 26, 2006)<br />
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Ahhhh. Net connection went down... Now, life interrupts art, back later gentle reader.<br />
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(10:29 am Nov 26, 2006)<br />
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Ahhhh. Net connection went down... Now, life interrupts art, back later gentle reader.<br />
<br />
(10:29 am Nov 26, 2006)<br />
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(12:18 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
<br />
Oh yes, trouble today indeed. First internet connections. called up support and that got fixed. But, what felt like thirty minutes to an hour, it went out again. I couldn't deal with it right away though, that life interrupting art again that has been happening to me so much lately.<br />
<br />
So, when I finally get back here to try and start writing again. The connection is still down, only this time, there is no calling the support line. Their end of the phone line seems to be down, I get a message asking me to please hang up and try my call again.<br />
<br />
Wait, breaking news, I just got through to the voice mail system!!! All agents are currently assisting other customers... In the Queue. We shall see...<br />
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In the mean time, gentle reader, I find myself typing into AbiWord instead of irssi once again.<br />
<br />
Ahhhhh! This on hold marketing in my ear is playing havoc with my creativity. How is a person supposed to write great literature with some team of people trying to get you to buy things you don't want and tell you things you don't care to hear. Smooth offers into the ear. Unwanted offers.<br />
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And the piece of info that I might not mind... Like how many people are ahead of me in the queue or my expected wait time seems mysteriously lacking. Heavy call volume. Can press one and have an agent call me back within the next four hours. Four hours? Yeah right!<br />
<br />
I have to go out to a family outing for a while soon too gentle so I may even be reduced to longhand on paper again soon.<br />
<br />
More breaking news!!! Island wide internet outage today. Technicians working on getting every connected again. I forgot to ask and they did not offer an estimated time for the service coming on again.<br />
<br />
(12:32 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
<br />
Now gentle reader, I know that what you learned yesterday from the soldiers may have been a bit hard to believe, but what good are your suspension of disbelief super duper powers if you can't put them to use when you really need them. <br />
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Plus, I have heard that if you don't exercise those suspension powers regularly and vigorously as well I might add, that they can shrink down to almost nothing. Just a word of warning to you out there, puny, withered up suspension of disbelief powers are not becoming in a reader. No, an author likes and really appreciates a reader with strong and vigorous suspension of disbelief powers.<br />
<br />
(12:43 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
<br />
Now, I ask this of you not for my own benefit only gentle reader, I ask this of you for your own sake and for the sake of all the other authors of fiction whom you choose to give your time and attention to.<br />
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Time and attention.<br />
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Love and affection.<br />
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"Ya never pass nothing until ya die." (CB Dave Hanna : DT ??)<br />
<br />
Well, gentle reader, time to shut this down and head out to my event and my longhand efforts.<br />
<br />
(1:41 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
<br />
Well, here we are gentle reader, at the marina, ath the beach, under the casuarina trees, in the breeze. Needles and cones on the ground, lion lizard for company. The barbecue is lit and the burgers are on the grill. Music is coming from the open car. Preparations for the scavenger hunt are underway.<br />
<br />
We are on the south side of the island and the sun is bright. Children are everywhere. Running, climbing, riding. Clouds in the area. Wind getting cooler. Looking around, beach plants, boulders in piles. Rough an ready seats.<br />
<br />
You know, gentle reader, I think I see Bing and Boom over there hiding in some bushes down by the beach. I don't think they were invited her today. I think I'll go over there and see what they think they are up to.I'll be back in a bit. Hold on if you can.<br />
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(2:42 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
<br />
Where did that time go? Well, it wasn't Bing and Boom. It was a couple of distant cousins thrice removed of each of those two.<br />
<br />
It turns out that they had been sent by Bing with a message for me to meet him post haste out at Clifton. I just don't see how I can pull that off today. I sent a message back asking Bing and Boom to come over to my place later in the afternoon or in the evening.<br />
<br />
(3:09 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
<br />
This place is really nice, but it is seriously not conducive to the production of written words. If things don't turn around soon, I am gonna have to cut out early and make my way back on home.<br />
<br />
(7:18 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
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Well, gentle reader, back here in normal NaNo mode right now. Time, time, time. Where does it go when you aren't looking? So far to go still for the day. I haven't seen anything of Bing or Boom yet since sending that message to Bing this afternoon.<br />
<br />
I am having a major writer's block episode here. Lock tight. Shut right down, Gummed right up. The only thing I can seem to write about right up in now is about not being able to write. That seems to be a recurring theme when it comes to my NaNoWriMo campaign this year. I really think that tonight is the worst blockage yet this month.<br />
<br />
(7:30 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Look at just come here telling been here what to do." (CB Joseph Strachan : DT ??)<br />
<br />
(8:10 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
<br />
Gentle reader, I am sorry, the block is strong tonight. I am going to just have to go into major ramble mode. I will try and tell you some interesting developments in this novel and in the lives of these quirky characters that we have been living with for a good while now, but if I can't find the interesting tonight, I will forge ahead with the mundane. I will not shy away from the mediocre tonight. No, I will embrace the mediocrity of the NaNo rush if that is what it takes. Not gladly, I would much more prefer to reach for excellence.<br />
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Yes, I would much rather find the words that would lift us up to a higher plane. A better place. Words to give us insight into our own lives as we share the joys and sorrows of these characters. Characters like the young sweethearts Petrosephas Stone and Cherandaloquat Smith. Characters like Bruddah Bing and Bruddah Boom, back from an award winning performance in Tings to entertain us again this year in Sayings.<br />
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And let's not forget our new star character Ayr Danger Kyne, fresh from Scotland this year for you enjoyment, entertainment and edumacation. he's something else isn't she. Give her a big hand gentle reader. Show her some love. her performance this year is as fresh as her milk.<br />
<br />
(8:23 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
<br />
And then there is the ever elusive Fryer Tucks. Also new on the literary scene this year. We haven't seen that much of him yet and there is still a chance that will will not get to see too much of him before the month ends, but he has made invaluable contributions not only to this novel, but as you have seen to the world of freedom and to the freedom of the world. What more could you ask of a simple penguin. Or a complex penguin for that matter. You know, Fryer Tucks most likely is a complex penguin, I feel certain that there is an imaginary part to him.<br />
<br />
Plus, we can't leave out Big Bill Techero. I have a feeling that there are important things that we have yet to learn about that man. About his family connections and history. There are mysterious forces and currents afoot when it comes to that track coach who sits on his duho in his simple home.<br />
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(8:31 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
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(8:43 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
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Sometimes even with the best intentions and the worst intentions, time slips away, like water through the fingers of a thirsty man.<br />
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And let us certainly not for get Ms. Beaujolais Bobb and her Turkish manservant who she thought of as nameless and who traced his people back through the Janisseries and even further back to a small Greek island. Well, at least small compared to Australia.<br />
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Oh, wait, we haven't met those last two yet have we gentle reader? Well, let's hope we do get to meet them before time runs out, they are quite interesting and the man servant in particular has many interesting stories to tell. (I feel I must fill you in on a little secret... Beaujolais Bobb's man servant is not really her man servant at all.)<br />
<br />
(8:55 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Big eye choke puppy." (CB Eddie Roberts : DT Da Big Eaters)<br />
<br />
Loqui and Petro are back out at that all inclusive out west tonight. Sitting alone out on the dock where Loqui first made the mistake of speaking to Petro.<br />
<br />
No, that doesn't sound right, where Loqui first spoke to Petro by mistake which later turned out to be no mistake at all. At least no mistake that can be discerned at this point in time.<br />
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Loqui was sitting on the left of Petro and he had his left arm around her shoulder.<br />
<br />
(9:13 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
<br />
And time keeps slipping away. And you run and you run. And time keeps slipping. And you write and you write. And time keeps slipping. Slipping away.<br />
<br />
Loqui is telling Petro a story about one of her paintings that she had sold years ago and that she had later seen hung in a small museum in New York City. It had taken her two full days of her vacation that year to find out how this had come about. The story was not without humour and Petro laughed gently and squeezed her shoulder from time to time.<br />
<br />
From time to time. That phrase has deeper meaning within that what can be seen from the surface. From time to time and between times. And time keeps slipping away.<br />
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And time and life and times and lives keep slipping away. Horses thundering through the night. Water flying from their hooves as they race along the pink sand beach. Water everywhere, but not for horses to drink tonight, not now, no, that would come later.<br />
<br />
(9:23 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
<br />
And Loqui leaned in and whispered in Patro's ear, he turned to look in her eyes and their lips met. She smiled at him with her eyes and with her lips.<br />
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(9:48 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
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Time, times, and half a time. And you run and you write and time keeps slipping away.<br />
<br />
Can you hear the distant drums?<br />
<br />
Calling rhythms to the night?<br />
<br />
Petro and Loqui were talking some more about going to London together. Petro had been checking into some flights and fares and they were a bit more than he had expected. Two people, Sunday to Sunday, Nassau to Heathrow was almost two thousand two hundred dollars. If Chloe picked up Petro's part, that was still almost eleven hundred just for the ticket. Add to that food and lodging and things could be heading north quite fast.<br />
<br />
Loqui was warming up to the idea though. The thought of taking in some of London's famed culture and history while there were beginning to intrigue her. Privately, she had been wondering if a week was enough time to make it worth it.<br />
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(10:03 pm Nov 26, 2006)<br />
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Can you hear the distant drums?<br />
<br />
Calling rhythms to the night?<br />
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Oh, I certainly hear those drums, gentle reader, calling me to sleep and dreams. Sweet dreams. Dreams where time itself can run backwards.<br />
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Goodnight my gentle friend. Goodnight.<br />
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(10:05 pm Nov 26, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-46855445023868597852009-10-10T07:52:00.002-04:002009-10-10T07:52:44.065-04:0025. Sayings Nov 25 Sat(9:47 am Nov 25, 2006)<br />
<br />
(10:52 am Nov 25, 2006)<br />
<br />
"If you wanna howl with the owls, you gotta learn to soar with the eagles." (CB Robert Carron : DT ??)<br />
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These sayings are hard to come by today gentle reader, very hard indeed. I need to spend some more time trying to get some together. Back when I get some more.<br />
<br />
(11:32 am Nov 25, 2006)<br />
<br />
Still can't get the sayings I need for today and I have to head out to the write<br />
in soon. I will be writing on paper at the write in again this week gentle<br />
reader, so I will have to type everything in when I get back again. OK, well, I need to get a notebook with a better keyboard if I am going to be doing this again next year...<br />
<br />
(12:05 pm Nov 25, 2006)<br />
<br />
Here again at the NaNo write in. Lunch just interrupted art for a bit there.<br />
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This writing away from what my wife refers to as my cave poses certain difficulties. I don't have access to my notes, I don't have access to the text of the book so far. I don't have access to the world wide web and the rest of the net which can sometimes prove a boon and at other times become what seems like an unlimited time sink.<br />
<br />
(12:29 pm Nov 25, 2006)<br />
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This searching for the day's quota of sayings is time draining. This last one was interesting and fun but a drain none the less. Oooo wee gentle reader, this time that I am dealing with today seems like it is very tricky. Very tricky indeed. Tricky and a little bit sticky.<br />
<br />
"Hey zotz! What it is bey? You ready for da bruddahs travel stories yet? Don't be giving ya boys dem da brush off today mabeezo!"<br />
<br />
"Bruddahs, bruddahs, no brush off for you today. I am so glad you dropped by. I think I am gonna really need you guys today to help me through. You two are a sight for sore eyes today!"<br />
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"This sure is some nice weather we are having today heh zotz? I tell you man, I am loving it. So, where can we start Boom? What do you think we should tell him about first?"<br />
<br />
"Well Bing, how about that little thing we found down at the bottom of the tongue of the ocean?"<br />
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"That sounds good Boom. Zotz, this one will blow your little mind! there are things that we are finding out about this old world of ours that we never imagined. I mean we have never even begun to dream about things like these."<br />
<br />
(12:48 pm Nov 25, 2006)<br />
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"Now wait bruddahs, how did you get down to the bottom of the tongue of the ocean on a flying carpet? it is a flying carpet, not a swimming carpet right? What's up with that? How could you breath down there?"<br />
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"Zotz, this thing is even more amazing than you can imagine. We are constantly being amazed as we continue to learn its capabilities. I mean this thing is fantastic! Simply fantastic!"<br />
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"So what's down there boys? Knock my socks off!"<br />
<br />
"Where shall we start Boom?"<br />
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"Start with the base Bing. Leave that other stuff until later."<br />
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"Good idea Boom, the base it is then. Alright zotz, hold on to your horses. Here it comes. Are you ready? Zotz! here is a secret Bahamascare base down there at the bottom of the tongue of the ocean. And this ain't no play play base either. This is one majorly massive base down there at the bottom of the tongue."<br />
<br />
"Here today gone tomorrow!" (CB Chris Symonette : DT ??)<br />
<br />
"A what? A Bahamascare base! What kind of foolishness are you two trying to put over on me today? Why would Bahamascare want an underwater base? What would they do with one? And why so deep?"<br />
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"Zotz, we don't know all of the details but the base is there and it is astounding! They must have over a hundred aircraft down there at any one time. And the place is a hive of activity. Planes are always coming and going. It's more busy down there than out at Windsor Field. It seems to be a combination of some sort of training base combined with a cargo hub of some sort."<br />
<br />
"Training and cargo, training and cargo. Hmmmm. I wonder..."<br />
<br />
"Wonder what zotz? We're cutting you in, don't go trying to cut us out!"<br />
<br />
(1:10 pm Nov 25, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Guys, I'm not trying to cut you out, I'm still depending on you two here today. It's just that I'm thinking out loud here. Trying to at least. I think I see some angles and some forms behind the shadows but my thoughts have not settled down as yet."<br />
<br />
"OK, OK, so come on, tell us what you think so far."<br />
<br />
"Impatience is not the virtue you know. Any way, here goes. I know you guys must have read my 'Bahamascare Flight 1066' and if not I am sure you must have flown on Bahamascare at some point in your lives, so you know of the airlines habit of stating the planes cruising altitude for the flights in fathoms. And you know that when they say that they will be cruising at eighty fathoms, they mean eighty fathoms and not negative eighty fathoms. I am a little surprised in that I have never heard of them taking off or landing under water though, just cruising there, but I guess it sort of makes sense. In a funny sort of way."<br />
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"That is true ya know zotz, as far as the training goes. But why the under water cargo hub?"<br />
<br />
"I'll get there, just a second will you. What I'm thinking about as far as the cargo angle goes is that they must be using it to get the extra bags back to Nassau from Florida, especially during the peak seasons. But why would they be dong that?"<br />
<br />
"They must be bringing over such volumes of extra bags that they are afraid to admit it."<br />
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"Boom, ya know, I'll bet that you are on to something there. They may have some deal with the other airlines to limit the number of allowed checked bags and are using this as a way around it. Or maybe it's just extra bags for family and friends, well, and the politicians, can't leave them out of the equation!"<br />
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"Zotz, don't be so fool! The politicians bags gatta come back on the main flight. No way they gonna leave their stuff for the 'next' flight."<br />
<br />
(1:39 pm Nov 25, 2006)<br />
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"Bing, don't you be such a fool! That may hold for their regular luggage, but if they are bringing back stock for their stores or something like that, they may actually prefer it to come in on the 'next' plane. it wouldn't look too good for someone to see their minister of parliament passing through customs with a hundred boxes of checked luggage!"<br />
<br />
"Zotz, das true ya know, I never thought of that. But tell me, why not just ship it in as cargo?"<br />
<br />
"Even teeth and tongue bite." (CB Beryle Strachan : DT Angeline Clarke)<br />
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"Hmmmm. Let me see... I've got it! Stamp tax! that could be it. That's what like seven and a half or eight and a half percent? You pay stamp tax on goods that you ship in but you don't pat stamp tax on goods that come in in your checked baggage. And you pay stamp tax on top of cost, insurance, and freight, don't you? I mean like you add all of that up and pay a percentage of the total in stamp tax right?"<br />
<br />
"I'm not sure what you pay stamp tax on zotz, but you could have something there. I think you might have a lot of plot holes in this section today though zotz. I mean, wouldn't the politicians just bring all of their stuff in duty free and not worry about paying any duty or stamp tax?"<br />
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"Sure, the dishonest politicians would Boom, but not the honest ones."<br />
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"Good one zotz!" da Bruddas dem both said at once.<br />
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"No guys. I am being serious here. That was no joke."<br />
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"Zotz, now you are the one trying to put something over on us. Come now!"<br />
<br />
"Guys, not all politicians are crooks you know."<br />
<br />
(1:56 pm Nov 25, 2006)<br />
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"You wanna run that by us one more time there zotz? Like which ones, the ones that aren't lawyers? Or the ones that never get elected? Or maybe even the dead ones? Which ones zotz?"<br />
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"Guys, you really need to get over this thinking in stereotypes that you are stuck in you know. Expand your horizons while you are using that carpet to expand your horizons."<br />
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(6:12 pm Nov 25, 2006)<br />
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Ah, gentle reader, the after noon got away from me. The write in went well, still only myself and one other writer showed for it, but it was worth while. Some things start slower than others. I did not write as much in the two hours this week as I did last week if I recall correctly.<br />
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Like last week, I am now back to typing instead of writing things out longhand but once again, this is being typed into AbiWord and not into my irssi client that is logged in to ##zotz on irc.freenode.net.<br />
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Why? For the same reason as last week. I haven't yet typed in my longhand words and don't want to get things out of order. Nor do I want to take the time to type in those words before finishing writing these. Details, details. Book keeping details of the book writing process. Well, at least of my book writing process. I am sure you will have your own experiences when you write your own novel, gentle reader. That is, if you have not already done so.<br />
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Plus, gentle reader, this late in the day and I still do not really have the last saying that I need for the day. I have two that people have given me today but weren't happy with and promised to call me back with a better one. I will go with them if I have to though. And I am getting mighty close to needing to put that last one in.<br />
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"Only shoot what you're gonna eat." (CB Glen Kelly : DT Dead Fish)<br />
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"Hey zotz, why did you run out on us like that today at the cafe? We were right in the middle of an interesting discussion and blink, you were gone."<br />
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"Guys, you knew about the piano lessons didn't you? Surely you knew that I had to cut out at two?"<br />
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"Zotz, cut with the cheap poetry rhyming will you and no, we did not know that you had to go to some piano lessons, we did not even knew that you played the piano."<br />
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"Guys, I don't play the piano and I am certainly not taking piano lessons, those days are long gone. Sometimes I play around with the piano but that is something else entirely."<br />
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"Zotz, am I hearing things? Didn't you just say that you ran out on us because of piano lessons? I thought I heard something to that effect, didn't you Boom?" said Bing while Boom nodded his head.<br />
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"Bing, you're doing that assume thing here. I had to cut out on you at two, yes. I had to leave on account of piano lessons, yes. There is not call for you to assume that those piano lessons were my piano lessons. I never said anything to that effect now did I?"<br />
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"You know something zotz, that is true. Just remember though, it is you and me when you come right down to it. Oh and didn't I ask you to leave off with those simple rhymes? You can do better than that zotz."<br />
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"You know guys, I may or may not be able to, but the question is, do I want to at this point. In case you hadn't noticed yet boys, one thing I am not doing for NaNo this year is writing a carefully hand crafted epic poem. This is prose boys. Pure prose. Sure, a rhyme or two may sneak in from time to time, a little alliteration from time to time, but still, prose it is. So, boys, where were we?"<br />
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"Well zotz, here is the thing. You were right in the middle of insulting us. Saying something about us and our stereotypical thinking. I for one did not appreciate those words at all zotz, not in the least," said Bruddah Bing.<br />
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"Oh yeah right, I remember now. The thing is, and I meant no insult by it by the way, you two were guilty of thinking in stereotypes. Can't you see that? I wouldn't have been surprised if you had gone on to blonds and Segillians next."<br />
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"No zotz, seeing as it was you, we would probably have gone on to blonds and then 'conians."<br />
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"Now that is hitting below the belt, still, wasn't that whole lawyer and politician bit really just a little side road, what was the big topic?"<br />
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"Oh right you are el zotz, we were talking about the Bahamascare base down at the bottom of the tongue of the ocean.Man, that was really something. Whoooo doggie!"<br />
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(8:22 pm Nov 25, 2006)<br />
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And so gentle reader, I finally meet you back in real time. All of the typing up of the hand written words is done. And all of the words since this morning have been cut and pasted from AbiWord into irssi and the day's writing is done. See you tomorrow. Sleep and dreams once again call.zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-69058812954034425852009-10-10T07:51:00.003-04:002009-10-10T07:51:58.618-04:0024. Sayings Nov 24 Fri(9:00 am Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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"It is harder to lead a family than to rule a nation." (CB Andy Knowles : DT ??)<br />
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(3:30 pm Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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Six hundred and eighty nine million, ninety nine thousand, thirty two words collected and still counting. Less than six days to go.<br />
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And, gentle reader, for you information and edification, if things go well, today I will pass the fifty thousand word mark for two thousand and six and be in the winners realm. Official counting does not begin until the twenty fifth though. And you know what that means, gentle reader, no official winners until the twenty fifth either.<br />
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Big Bill had taken his duho out onto his front porch and was sitting on it. It was a beautiful day, the sun was out, the air was cool and fresh. Bill enjoyed the simple things in his life very much. Sometimes he wished he could just chuck the complications and his responsibilities and go with the flow. Kick back and live each day each day.<br />
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(3:58 pm Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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Well, all this time and under two hundred words today before the start of this sentence. At this rate, that fifty thousand word line is far away still. How has this been happening over and over again this month. Am I beginning to fit into that popular definition of insanity? You know, the one about different results being expected. That one.<br />
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To write. To write one's dreams. To write one's imaginations. To write one's creations. To write and write and write. Not worrying if the words are right or wrong. Just writing. Just pouring the words out from inside, deep inside of just below the surface. From the heart or from the mind. Perhaps sometimes from the soul. Set the spirit free. To imagine, to express.<br />
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"Confessions of a mime - A novel in no easy words."<br />
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"The mime speaks - meditations on silence."<br />
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"The mimes' debates - this book will leave you speechless."<br />
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(4:07 pm Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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Gentle reader, if you should ever come across the Mimes Trilogy in your travels, in the flesh, or in the bits, please think of me. Buy them for me and send them along. If you are feeling poorly at the time, reserve them for me and send along the information and I will take it from there.<br />
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"Hey zotz, whooooo!"<br />
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"Bing, Boom, how are you two doing today?"<br />
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"Zotz, you is da bomb. This piece of flying material is the ultimate best thing anyone has ever given us! Wait till you hear the stories we have to tell you about our travels since yesterday. Wowzie!"<br />
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"Guys, I am not so sure I gave that to you. I am not even sure it is mine to give. I am glad you like it, and you are welcome to keep using and enjoying it for the time being, but don't go claiming ownership just yet. That little piece of material as you call it has a complicated history."<br />
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(4:19 pm Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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"Hog know where to rub his skin." (CB Alana Kelly : DT ??)<br />
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"Zotz, I think you and Bing are confused, if you will remember, I am the one who brought this carpet to the game as it were. I found it in a patio sale and bought it for my own self. This is mine and if I choose to share it with Bing, who are you to say we may not be able to keep it, and Bing, what are you doing thanking zotz here for something I supplied?"<br />
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"Like I said Boon, it's complicated. We don't really need to go into it just now. You guys enjoy it while you have it and I will see what I can do so that you can keep it for good. Is that fair?"<br />
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"Sure, zotz, I'm cool with that."<br />
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"Bing, there you go again! Zotz, that is not fair. How can that be fair. I but something using my own money and you are gonna act like you gave it to us to use and it is not mine to keep? What's wrong with your head today?"<br />
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"Boom, ease up. I said it was complicated and that we did not need to go into it right up in now. Give it a rest OK? Not now. We will work something out somehow."<br />
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(4:32 pm Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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"Just don't you go trying to mess with my things zotz. I been reading what you been writing and I don't want to get into that no good for nothing 'some people' set. That een no kind a people to be in set with. Leave them alone. I almost said leave the malone, but I am not the kind to dis people's grandmothers. I am not that kind of soldier. Unlike some people."<br />
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"I'll do my best for you. Let's leave it at that, shall we? Good. Done. EOS new TLA."<br />
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(4:41 pm Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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"OK, OK, so it's dropped."<br />
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"Good."<br />
<br />
"So?"<br />
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"So that Boom? I thought you said it was dropped."<br />
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"I did say it was dropped zotz, and like I said, so it is. What I am asking is, so, do you want to hear the stories of our travels since yesterday?"<br />
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"I'd like that guys, later perhaps though, if we can find the time later tonight, that would be fantastic. Can it wait for a while?"<br />
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"Yes, it can wait, but why? Surely you don't have something else lined up in that brain of yours to get to in this story right now. Do you?"<br />
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"No, not really, ya got me there guys. The thing is, this scene with you two has about played itself out and I am sure gentle reader here needs a change of pace."<br />
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Oh, Gentle, sometimes you are so quiet, a body would not know you were here. Sure zotz, change the pace, get back to us tonight or another day, we're off to travel some more. Tally ho!"<br />
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"Great, Boom, thanks. You too Bing."<br />
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(4:59 pm Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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"God knows for what and for why." (CB Viveca Watkins : DT Isabele Moncrieffe Nembhard)<br />
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Well, gentle reader, they have gone and now I am at a loss as to where to proceed. I will think for a while but home the bindings do not try to return. less than five hundred words now to a winning count. That feels so good. Gentle reader, let me encourage you to write a novel next November if you have never written one before. let hat story inside you out. Set it free. I would like to encourage you to copyleft your first one as an experiment. Set if free for the world to play with with the stipulation that anything they make from it must be similarly set free, if set free at all. Have fun, suffer well, agonize with the NaNo masses. The November fools. Put your words in a big pool for the world to swim in.<br />
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(5:11 pm Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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(5:46 pm Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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Once again, gentle reader, life interrupts art.<br />
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(6:09 pm Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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And just when I thought I was getting back to art, life interrupted again.<br />
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Big Bill is still sitting on his porch and enjoying the evening. The moon is a waxing crescent and lovely. The breeze is cool. The night full of promise. A little family business and then some time out with friends. Not too late though. He had to spend some time at the track tomorrow before noon.<br />
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Bill wonders how Franke and James are doing down in Ragged Island. Franke's family wasn't from Ragged Island, but his wife's mother's father had been born there. Bill had suggested that they go down there together to see if they could sort some things out together. He planned to call on Sunday to see how things where going. Perhaps he would even take a quick trip down that way to see how things were going.<br />
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(6:22 pm Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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Petro was feeling and walking a bit better these days. He had invited Loqui to go to a movie with him this afternoon, at five o' clock. She was intrigued then he said that he would stop by her place and that they would walk to the show. There was no movie theatre within easy walking distance of her place. With his ankle, she doubted there was a theatre within his walking distance at all.<br />
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She was even more intrigued when he walked her right down to Bay Street and walked up and knocked on a beat up, nondescript door between two stores. A little panel slid back and a voice said, "Who put dat sour orange in my bath?"<br />
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Petro replied, "It wasn't me, but I did put da lime in ya banana soup."<br />
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The door opened and a skinny rail of a man took the tickets that Petro proffered and ushered them to their seats in the balcony.<br />
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Loqui looked at Petro kind of funny. He saw it, but he decided not to remark upon it.<br />
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(6:55 pm Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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"If it ain't one thing, it's ya mother." (CG Graham Thordarson : DT Viveca Watkins)<br />
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Ah, that sweet blue bar gentle reader. That sweet blue bar. That blue bar of happiness. There it is. I am reminded of Ozymandias, one cannot afford attitudes like that though. Humility is the order of the day.<br />
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When the movie started, Loqui was even more amazed. It was an old black and white romantic comedy. She looked over at Petro with an even more odd look. He ignored this look as well except for a slight smile. Loqui settled down to enjoy the movie, it was one of her all time favourites.<br />
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(7:17 pm Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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After the movie, Loqui and Petro had walked down the block and upstairs to get some Greek food for dinner. They sat outside to eat and talked and watched the traffic pass.<br />
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"So, did you like the movie?"<br />
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"It was fantastic, I never expected to see that in a theatre again. Especially not down here. And what's up with you with these mysterious business establishments behind closed doors? I have never heard of a theatre being down town these days and I had never heard about that restaurant the other night."<br />
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"Well, they are kind of mysterious, but I can't really say much more about them. I am glad you enjoyed the movie though."<br />
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(7:29 pm Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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"Come on Petro, you can't do that to a girl like me. Minds like mine want to know. You know that."<br />
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"Loqui, I can't say more, just enjoy the experiences as they come. Don't ask too many questions about these places."<br />
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"OK, but how do you know about them?"<br />
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"Loqui, you said OK, but anyway, I will say this. The word is passed from time to time and I pick up on things. If they sound like something I want to do, I go and have a good time. if not, I don't bother."<br />
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"But who..."<br />
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"Loqui, please, I don't want to be rude, but I can't, just enjoy. Please?"<br />
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"Oh, alright then, no more questions about mysterious doors. Do you like your gyro tonight?"<br />
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"Mmmm, this is great tonight. How about you? Are you enjoying the fish?"<br />
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"Definitely kind sir."<br />
<br />
(7:41 pm Nov 24, 2006)<br />
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"Ah gentle maiden, the beauty of the moon cannot compare to you and the stars are no match for your lovely teeth for they lack the setting of your beautiful lips."<br />
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"Don't lay it on too thick bud."<br />
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"Right on sister, right on."<br />
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"Zotz! Fifty thousand, wow, we have winner. Winner! Winner! We have winner! Three years now zotz, way to go!"<br />
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"Alright guys, don't lay it on too thick. You know you just interrupted a little romantic scene there don't you?"<br />
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"Zotz, you don't know romance until you check out the world from a flying carpet. Now that is romance zotz. Thanks again bud."<br />
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Life imitates art hey gentle reader? Sort of anyway, well not exactly, but perhaps if you wink just right. WWNNSNMSNM!<br />
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And now, two thousand is crossed as well as fifty thousand and I am going to soon take that train that is bound down into the land of dreams. Or is it up to the land of dreams? In any case, sleep is calling early tonight and I have half a mind to listen. Listen and obey.<br />
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Good night, gentle reader. Good night.<br />
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(7:56 pm Nov 24, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-35427634761786563162009-10-10T07:51:00.000-04:002009-10-10T07:51:17.561-04:0023. Sayings Nov 23 Thu(2:42 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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"Nothing wrong with me that money won't cure." (CB Tony Duncombe : DT ??)<br />
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(2:47 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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(4:48 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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(5:12 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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Not good, not good.<br />
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How can one write? How? Gentle reader, how?<br />
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(5:37 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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Once again, gentle reader, life interrupts art. Well, if this can rightly be called art. Literature. Well.<br />
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Plans sidetracked. yes, sidetracked.<br />
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You see, this is thanks giving day in the U.S. of A. Not down here in this country, but across the way.<br />
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I have been taking the day as a holiday even though it isn't since school days when my folks let me cut school to watch the games. <br />
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I had been planning to take the day off today as well. No go. I had to go in to deal with a pbx issue and more. I wanted to stay home and write. Perhaps even do a big day and cross fifty thousand in one bang up effort. No go.<br />
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I did not even get to come home after picking up my son but had to take him to visit family that came into town today. As you might have figured out, I have tried to make starts several times today, but have instead sputtered. I am certainly not hitting on all cylinders yet. I may need a tune up. A fiction tune up. Yeah! That's what I need, a fiction tune up.<br />
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(5:48 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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Man, how much would I like to blow off this day as far as writing and watch the rest of the game. but o. I have made a plan and I want to keep to it, no matter how much I don't want to at the same time. Write right! Right?<br />
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Right!<br />
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Six hundred sixty nine million, five hundred sixty seven, eight hundred eighty six total NaNo words and counting. And I helped.<br />
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It feels like someone is trying to build a wall between my brain and my fingers.<br />
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And like every time I try to pull down one block, they quickly lay two more. And furthermore, it feels like they are using some super quick drying mortar. I mean, it should be fairly easy to pull down blocks that have just been laid, but not these. Not at all.<br />
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(6:02 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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Yes, walls, blocks, chains. Current. Like trying to swim through current cut at the wrong time. Something that you are not going to do unless you have some sort of help. And who or what will come to my aid, gentle reader? Who or what?<br />
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"Zotz, wassup? You having fun yet?"<br />
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"Honestly Bing, I've had enough of you and ya boy this year. You can't come around with your threats and then later come around trying to act like everything is honky dory. That just will not fly. no wya, no how! Go on now go. Later for you."<br />
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"Zotz, you need to come down off your high horse. Honestly now, no need to be so uppity. Like you tink you is people or something. Come down now."<br />
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"You've got a lot of nerve, you know that, don't you? A lot. Too much. Please, you are not helping."<br />
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"Of course I'm not helping zotz, do you have any idea how hard it is to help someone with an attitude like you have? You think you are having a hard time writing this thing tonight? You don't know what hard is until you try to help someone like you. Now that is hard!"<br />
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(6:30 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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"Dat ain't no true!" (CB Azaleta Ishmael-Newry : DT ??)<br />
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Sangria.<br />
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"OK, so what? You have some smart proposal for me I guess. You and Boom are gonna ride in and save the day for me? What?"<br />
<br />
"Yes, zotz, Boom and I have some ideas for you, but no, you know us soldiers aren't the kind to ride horses."<br />
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"Who said anything about horses, Bing? There you go getting your office exercise. Jumping to conclusions."<br />
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"For once you are right zotz, you didn't say anything about horses. So we could come riding in on a magic carpet! Cool! Could you write us in a scene like that zotz? That would be da bomb!"<br />
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"So, what? Now you are gonna tell me what scenes to put in my novel?"<br />
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"No! Stop getting so worked up. I'm not trying to tell you what you have to put in. I am making a request. Now who is getting their office exercise?"<br />
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(6:49 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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(7:11 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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"Zotz, where did you go? Did I scare you off? I didn't mean to."<br />
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"No, but it's none of your business. I just needed a break and let's leave it at that."<br />
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Gentle reader, I am losing motivation. Losing drive. Losing my mind. Losing my direction. OK, so let me make this soldier happy. let me do his magic carpet scene for him. I mean, why not, eh, gentle reader?<br />
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"OK, Bing, get ready. here it comes."<br />
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"Get ready for what zotz?"<br />
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"Just get ready, here it comes, here it comes."<br />
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Just then, Bruddah Boom came on the scene, I know you can guess what sort of lean he came on the scene with...<br />
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Boom, cam in carrying a cardboard tube under his arm, the kind that architects use.<br />
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(7:18 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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Bing looked at Boom in a funny sort of way, "What ya got there Boom?"<br />
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"Hold your horses, Bing, hod your horses. Just you wait and you will see soon enough."<br />
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Boom, gentle laid the tube on the ground. He bent down and carefully pulled the plastic end cap from the tube. then, ever so gently, gentle reader, he pulled out a rolled up piece of thick material.<br />
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He grabbed two corners and flicked his wrists. The rectangular, highly decorated, rug came to rest about six inches above the ground. Boom hopped on, "Come on Bing, climb aboard!"<br />
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"Zotz, you didn't! Man, cool! Here comes the man Boom, make room boom, make room!"<br />
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(7:25 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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"You got roach on ya bread." (CB Jeremy Knowles : DT ??)<br />
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(7:55 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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"Wow! Zotz! If i told you where we've been, you would surely think I'm crazy. Well, crazy or high on that sweet green grass from back down home! Zotz, we've just got back from the dark side of the moon. Oh, and by the way, that man in the moon story, don't make me laugh! And green cheese? let's don't go there at all! I know, there goes your cherished childhood memories. Sorry Gentle, didn't see you there, sorry if I burst your bubble. The news from childhood isn't all bad though, we did see this one cow up there with her body laid out like those athletes going over the bars and into the pits. We asked her who she was as we went whizzing by. The bes we could make out is that her middle name is Danger or something like that. It was hard to hear in that thin atmosphere up there on the moon."<br />
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"So wait, you soldiers went to the dark side of the moon? I didn't know that magic carpets could make it all the way up there. I would not have let you two out of my sight if I knew you were going off planet. Now I am going to have to deal with the UFO sighting suppression agencies. Those guys are ruthless. You do not want to cross them. They make even your family look like pre-schoolers. And that is saying something."<br />
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(8:04 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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"That's where we've been zotz, man I can't thank you enough. Consider your book not only safe, but under the family's protection. Wow!"<br />
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"So... come on... what was it like on the dark side?"<br />
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"Well, you aren't gonna believe this either, it was way cool, but the one thing it wasn't is dark. I mean it was lit right up bright, almost like daylight! Ain't that right Boom?"<br />
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"Thas right Bing, lit right up like dey was ready for some rake-n-scrape party. Like dey was plannin' on mashin' up one whole pile a roach. I wouldn't like ta see da bill at dat roach motel, no siree! Lit right up! I wouldn't wanna see dat B.E.C. bill neither. No siree Bob!"<br />
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"So wait! You two are trying to tell me that the dark side of the moon isn't dark!"<br />
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"Thas just what we is tellin' you zotz ma man. Not dark at all!"<br />
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"How can that be? Surely all of those moon probes would have discovered that by now and it would be common knowledge!"<br />
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"Well, maybe common knowledge is a little like common sense?" said Boom.<br />
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"Don't listen to him zotz, he's just pullin' your leg. What happened was... You tink I could get one job at one radio station? No, no, wait... What happened was... an we know this for a fact, when one a dem moon sacalite tings come bussin round da dark side, erryting went dark before you could blink, den when da sacalite buss back roun de bright side, erryting light right back up! Very strange. More strange dan people. I tell you dat!"<br />
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(8:18 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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(8:38 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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Ahhh, the time it took to scrounge up this last saying for the day...<br />
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"Tingum in da bush ain't got no name!" (CB Mark Hayling : DT ??)<br />
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Let me get back to these two soldiers gentle reader.<br />
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"So, guys, are you trying to get me to believe that the dark side of the moon is all lit up but that when something comes around that could see that it is all lit up that it goes dark until the potential observer leaves the line of sight?"<br />
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"Yup, that's about it zotz. What happened to you there? Brain freeze up? I mean, you were just standing there like a stone carving. Weird, man."<br />
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"So, tell me this Bing, why did they let you see? Why didn't they go dark when you two got around to that side? Huh?"<br />
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"Hmmm. Ahhhh. Boom? You have any ideas? Why did they not go dark when we showed up?"<br />
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(8:45 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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"Well, gee, I don't know Bing, maybe that carpet has cloaking abilities as well as being able to fly? Maybe we were flying low?"<br />
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"Boom, my zipper wasn't down, was yours?"<br />
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"Don't be such a fool Bing! This might be serious."<br />
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Friends, now I done told you about some people! Yes friends, some people want your things. And friends, I know you done called the doctor. I know you done told him to rise up. Tonight friends, I want to talk to you about candles.<br />
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(8:57 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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Now you may be walking down the road of life. Walking I say. You may be walking along, minding your business. Your own business.<br />
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Walking along I say. With your candle lit, trying to find your way on the road of life in the darkness.<br />
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Now friend, if you see someone walking down the road with you and their candle isn't lit, just reach out your candle. Touch your flame to their wick. You light their candle for them.<br />
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Now friend, don't go asking them to pay you for a light. Just you light their candle.<br />
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It is not gonna cost you anything to light up their candle for them. Light it.<br />
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Friends, when you light up some more candles and they light up some candles, you can all see better on your journey down the road of life.<br />
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Yes friend, you get the benefit of his light, and he gets the benefit of your light.<br />
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Now friend, it gets even better. Suppose you were walking down that old road of life alone, just you and your one little candle, Or maybe you were walking down that old road and there were ten people walking with you, but all of their candles were out. Now suppose while you were walking down that old road with that one candle lit up that some gust of wind, some teeny tine little gust of wind was to come along and blow out your candle.<br />
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You would be in the dark on that road of life.<br />
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But friends. If you had lit up someone else's candle, when your went out, one of them could light you right back up.<br />
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(9:14 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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So lite up that candle friend. Light up the candle of everyone you see. Light it up I say. But watch out! For some people! Call that doctor! Wake him up! Light that doctor's candle!<br />
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(9:19 pm Nov 23, 2006)<br />
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Goodnight gentle reader... Sleep calls. Sweet sleep and sweet dreams. What are those sweet dreams made of?zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-20629419294874883482009-10-10T07:50:00.002-04:002009-10-10T07:50:36.282-04:0022. Sayings Nov 22 Wed(7:57 am Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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"You don't miss the water 'til the well run dry." (CB Monique Toppin : DT ??)<br />
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(3:15 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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Where can we go from here. Spent some time today in #rivendell on irc.freenode.met trying to sort through remote control with audio issues. No easy and clean solution in sight yet... Some workarounds yet to be experimented with...<br />
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I wonder if Petro will ever show up in there while I am in there now that he is setting up a station. I have a feeling he will have technical issues again if he tries.<br />
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Then again, perhaps not now that I think about it. perhaps the technical difficulties only arise when he tries to come in here to ##zotz.<br />
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Six hundred and forty five million, two hundred and eight thousand, two hundred and sixty seven... and counting.<br />
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(3:34 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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Ouch, gentle reader, I am getting pulled into tech support in #rivendell when I need to be in ##zotz writing this novel. I gotta break free...<br />
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It is just one more question which leads to one more question which leads to time being eaten big time. Ouch. I gotta get down to this novel. How to break free?<br />
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Petro and Loqui have officially had their first fight. And they have officially made up with a kiss for the first time as well.There is a wonky setup that is hard to figure.<br />
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I need info!<br />
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(4:02 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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Let's hope Petro doesn't run into that kind of trouble. Oh, not with Loqui, I mean with his rivendell project.<br />
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He did run into some trouble earlier in the day with Loqui over Chloe as I hinted at just a bit ago. It seems Loqui wasn't too thrilled with his idea of flying off to London to see another girl and to model for her friend. Money or no money.<br />
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Petro had wanted to know why she hadn't brought it up the night before. She said she didn't know but she was bringing it up now. Combruction. Make up love with a kiss.<br />
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Solution. Petro was going to ask Chloe to buy his ticket and he asked Loqui to come and he would buy her ticket.<br />
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Combrutcion waiting to happen.<br />
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(4:17 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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I mean major combruction waiting to happen.<br />
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Gentle reader, I would also like to bring you up to date on the Danger front in Abaco. It seems some bright local yokel just in off of a smack boat up in Green Turtle Cay got wind of things and made haste down to Hope Town from New Plymouth to arrange a tour of the Abacos for Danger. With stops in the various settlements. Parties, cook outs, a little junkanoo here and there. Ticket sales, autograph signings. A little money here and there.<br />
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(4:24 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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Now danger was a cow that was not averse to making a little piece of something and so she called in her friend, the owner of the field, and negotiations began in earnest.<br />
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(4:28 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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"Bahamians have black crab syndrome." (CB Nick Rees : DT ??)<br />
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(4:57 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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(5:25 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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Well gentle reader, I am back from walking the dogs and a little lost. Where were we?<br />
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Oh yes, Danger and her proposed tour of the Abacos.<br />
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From the first mention of the possible tour this morning, the negotiations proceeded in whirlwind fashion. Perhaps waterspout fashion would be a better phrase due to the location in question. Even if I have to make up the expression right now on the spot all by myself. I have certainly not heard the phrase used before myself, have you gentle reader?<br />
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So, the negotiations had proceeded in waterspout fashion and by late afternoon Danger had left with her new entourage and headed over to Man-O-War Cay for their first stop.<br />
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(5:45 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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Time is definitely not on my side once again gentle reader. Definitely not. You sit and you sit and the words refuse to flow, they back up and get clogged some where. You are not sure where, just some where. And that is if you are lucky and can feel them backing up some where. if you are not that lucky, you can't even feel them at all. It is like there are no words at all. And yes, these are substitute words again. The substitute words often come without any problems if you will permit them to. It is the genuine words that seem to give so much more trouble. The words that you are really looking for. The ones that will make your novel sparkle. The ones that will move your plot (hah!) along and excite you, yes you, gentle reader. The most these substitute words can hope for is to make you smile now and again. If these substitutes can manage a little more than that, fantastic, but it is not something to be hoped for from them. That would be hoping too much, asking too much, setting the bar too high.<br />
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Ouch, what a paragraph. I may need to break that up on re-write!<br />
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(5:53 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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Once again, I am going to have to take a break fairly soon and try to round up at least two more sayings so that I can finish my day.<br />
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Bruddah Bing and Bruddah had been down in the cellars meeting with Big Sal for a few days now. I had thought I might have run them off after I got so sore at them for making hints at doing something to my novel, but it turns out I was just being paranoid, I think. Not about the threat, I feel certain that was real, about my running them off somehow. I think now that it was just that they had some pressing family business and it was a coincidence.<br />
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Uncle Albert had been coming and going. Joining the meeting for a while and then leaving again, but Bin, Boom and Sal had been in conclave constantly for days now.<br />
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(6:03 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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(6:47 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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"Kiss a whale's tail." (CB Rosemarie Johnson Clarke : DT Curtis Johnson)<br />
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"What are you doing here?"<br />
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"Moral support."<br />
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"I have a rubber fish and I?m not afraid to use it."<br />
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(7:14 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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now gentle reader, we must take a little detour from the main thrust of this novel. I know we were just building some unstoppable momentum, just getting to the good part, just building suspense, and et cetera, but digress we must.<br />
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I've just had a news flash come in over the mind back channels that we all have but few of us dare to own up to.<br />
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It seems there is a catastrophe of world wide importance occurring even as we speak. And yes, I know that technically we are not speaking, take a chill pill and suspend a little more of your disbelief for me for a bit will you?<br />
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There is a tumbleweed catastrophe building to the point of no return.<br />
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Now, when I mentioned tumbleweeds, you probably thought of dusty western towns, deserts, cacti and heat.<br />
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Bully for you!<br />
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But that is not the context of this catastrophe. No, we are talking sub-aqueous tumbleweeds here. Oceanographers and marine biologists the world over are scrambling to determine the cause of this unexpected happening.<br />
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(7:26 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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They are trying to discover if these undersea tumbleweeds are in any way related to the desert tumbleweeds. They are trying to discover where these undersea tumbleweeds are coming from. They are trying to discover ways tp combat the spread of the tumbleweeds. Ways to combat the production of new tumbleweeds. Ways to clear up the existing infestations of these undersea tumbleweeds. It is overwhelming. To say the least.<br />
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Now you may start to hear rumours spreading around the existence of sub-aqueous cacti as well in the next few days. Don't you believe them if you hear them. And whatever you do, don't spread them. Please, if you should get an email warning of under sea cacti and asking you to forward it right away to all of the people in your address book... Don't! Now, should you get a similar letter about the under sea tumbleweeds, use your best judgment. I will trust you to do the right thing there without explicit instructions. You have been warned.<br />
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(7:35 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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Rest assured, I am on this right now. I have feelers going out up to Spanish Wells right now. Trying to get the sip sip experts to get back to me as soon as possible to come up with a plan to combat any sub-aqueous cacti rumours that may surface over the next few weeks. I will keep you posted. I will also try and work out a plan with them so that we will know right away the minute that the fact of under water cacti becomes known. If that happens, we will need to get the word out fast.<br />
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Granted, we are taking somewhat of a sizeable risk, planning a campaign of active rumour suppression with respect to under sea cacti. This campaign will make spreading the word of an actual under water cacti catastrophe so much harder to get out in a timely fashion. it is a risk we feel we must take though. And besides, what are the chances of an under sea cacti catastrophe following so close on the heels of this under water tumbleweed problem? They must be so small as to be almost invisible. Surely.<br />
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(7:47 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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"Don't put mouth me." (CB Tony Kelly : DT Cynthia Kelly)<br />
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Different Tony Kelly, don't worry about it gentle reader. Besides, if some day I can't get enough sayings from new people, I may have to double dip as it were.<br />
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(8:43 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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Oops, you just blink and the time slips away faster than c.<br />
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(8:49 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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See what I mean?<br />
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Crazy daddy-o!<br />
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Simply crazy!<br />
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It's that time again. Time to try reach the end. That daily finish line that is still too far away. Still calling me. Come home. Come to papa. Calling across the gulfs of space and time and the hearts.<br />
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Too early to start that final sprint. Learn from the hare and the tortoise. Slow and steady, perhaps a little tortoise sprint right at the end.<br />
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I just got some more astounding information in about Danger. It seems she got a cell phone call from her daddy late this evening, just before the sun set. He was calling from around the back of the barn so as not to be over heard. He claimed that he had come across an old magazine at the back of the barn from over fifty years ago. It seems there were plans in it for building a mechanical man and he told Danger excitedly that he had been speaking to the Farmer's wife and that she had agreed to help him build it. The problem was, it could be very dangerous to do something behind big bad John Brown's back. And this wasn't the sort of thing he would approve of. Not at all. Danger had laughed and reminded her dad that they shared the same middle name. That settled the matter right then and there.<br />
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(9:04 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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Now we're talking, just under a hundred words to go gentle reader and I want to thank you profusely for sticking with me today. I don't think I could have done it without you. You are after, one of the major reasons why I write. Truly.<br />
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Mind you, I also write because, like the old cliche says, I have to.<br />
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I am certainly not a driven as some, but i do have to. Really.<br />
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(9:10 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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Sleep, glorious sleep is calling to me now, seductively. Gently. Insistently. And the thing is, I want to answer, not to resist. To answer the call and to sleep and to dream.<br />
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Good night, gentle reader. Good night.<br />
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(9:13 pm Nov 22, 2006)<br />
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Boo.zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-41697647688457678152009-10-10T07:49:00.002-04:002009-10-10T07:49:54.321-04:0021. Sayings Nov 21 Tue(1:46 pm Nov 21, 2006)<br />
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"I'm all pain up and ting mon." (CB Ronnie Kemp : DT ??)<br />
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(3:07 pm Nov 21, 2006)<br />
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With a drive in between. Waiting on the little man to come home from school. With his bright smile and missing tooth. With his happy voice and his hunger. Too much play to stop and eat.<br />
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Gentle reader, I talked to you a bit yesterday about Ayr Danger Kyne and so I want to pick up here and go a little more into her island experiences.<br />
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As I have told you, Danger had the use of a small field due to the generosity of one of the Hope Town locals. (Hey Hope Town people, if you think it was you who loaned Danger the field, send me a five hundred dollar inquiry and processing fee and I will do the research to confirm or deny the matter. Be sure to let me know if would want it to be you when you send in the fee.) <br />
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So, Danger was living in this small local field. Holding court and having a wonderful time. From morning to night as I have said. What I have not told you yet is that it was not totally continuous from morning to night. No, early in the morning, the owner of the field would come and lead her off to an out of the way spot and milk her. I have not been able to find anyone on Elbow Cay yet who can tell me the last time anyone had fresh from the cow milk on the cay. Then, in the middle of the afternoon, she would generally move the court to one of the local beaches and go for a swim in the beautiful, clear waters.<br />
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Other than that, it was holding court in the field, telling stories, munching gently on the grass, eating the hay that generous souls brought her. And, at least once a day, trying to get a hold of Doc and or Nipps.<br />
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(3:25 pm Nov 21, 2006)<br />
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Oops, gotta go back in time and fix some things...This fresh milk boon was something that the field's owner had not counted on when he had offered Danger the use of his field. It had just sort of happened. Well, it is a bit more like Danger took him aside and explained a few things to him and made the suggestion to him. He had decided right on the spot to give it a try and that very same morning had become somewhat of a hero to his lovely wife and to his grandchildren who were visiting. Fresh milk. Wow. Tonight, they were planning on some fresh milk and jelly coconut ice cream....<br />
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I must now try and fill you in on the happenings in the lives of Doc and Nipps.<br />
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When last we left the two pests, they were in a certain private hospital in the care of certain doctors. Things were touch and go there with them for a few days. Then they took a turn for the worse. Luckily, they were able to be flown by air ambulance to South Florida where they were checked in to another private hospital. And places in the care of certain other doctors. I cannot give there exact whereabouts due to contractual obligations, but they are in South Florida as I say. I am happy to report that they are doing much better as of this morning. I don't think I can say the same for the balances in their bank accounts though.<br />
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(3:44 pm Nov 21, 2006)<br />
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"Spare the rod, spoil the child." (CB Valorie Rees : DT ??)<br />
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The little man is home and mashing on an apple. Funny thing, all of the lunch was gone. Oh, and as happens very often, he brought home a beach in his shoes.<br />
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(4:34 pm Nov 21, 2006)<br />
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This year really has been something and it seems to resist change.<br />
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I can reveal that the two pests were not in Key largo and not in the Conch Republic either. They had visited and old Abaco house in the Conch Republic once though, but that was in the long ago.<br />
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That well so deep, the water tastes far, far, far...<br />
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Petro got home early and went to work on his new radio station. He was missing his runs. The ankle was beginning to feel a little better. The phone started to ring.<br />
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"Hello, black hole productions, how may we distress you today?"<br />
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"Sorry, wrong number."<br />
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The party at the other end disconnected and then after a short while the phone started to ring again.<br />
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"Hello, Petro here, speak to me."<br />
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"Oh hi Petro, this is Chloe, I am calling to follow up again."<br />
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(3:44 pm Nov 21, 2006)<br />
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"Oh, hey Chloe, listen, I think I might come if it will work with me still on crutches. Can you tell how soon I will have to come and how soon I can get home?"<br />
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"Petro! That is great news. Look, let me make a few quick calls and I will call you back in a flash."<br />
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Petro laughed, "Sure Chloe, I'm not planning on going anywhere tonight. I am hoping to get to bed early tonight though, I need some rest. Isn't it a little late for you to be calling around though?"<br />
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"No, it's fine. The people I need to call are night owls. Cherrio. I'll ring back soon."<br />
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The line went dead and Petro smiled. He hadn't intended to say yes, he had basically decided not to go at all. Well, he enjoyed it when he surprised himself. And, when he did, things usually ended up working out well for him. He hoped that this would be one of those times.<br />
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(4:54 pm Nov 21, 2006)<br />
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He hoped that he would not get into too many complications when it came time to tell Loqui. He wondered if he should invite her to come along. That was some idea. Some crazy idea perhaps. Or some brilliant idea. He had heard that the line between the two was often fine.<br />
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(4:58 pm Nov 21, 2006)<br />
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"As long as they make dye, I'll never go gray!" (CB Martha Albury : DT J.R. Albury)<br />
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(5:45 pm Nov 21, 2006)<br />
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Petro was still working on his streaming station when there was a knock at the door. When he answered it, Loqui walked in with her arms loaded down and leaned over and kissed him on the cheek as she passed by on the way to his kitchen. He wondered how she knew right where to go. Right behind her came Big Byte and a girl who he introduced as Suzie.<br />
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Loqui called back from the kitchen, "We've come to have dinner with you tonight. We didn't know if you would have enough so we brought some stuff. Do you mind if Suzie and I take over your kitchen and fix things up while you and my cuz do whatever?"<br />
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"Well, normally, I might insist on doing the cooking myself, but, since I am hobbled still, I will yield to beauty."<br />
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Suzie went into the kitchen and got down to business with Loqui. Charles took over the recliner and Petro slapped himself. What was going on with his head these days. It felt like a deja vue moment but he knew it was a memory come sneaking in. Petro sat down on his couch and asked Charles what his day had been like.<br />
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"Oh, a little of this, a little of that, I had to set up some special wireless setup for a big conference at one of the hotels this morning. For a while there, I thought we weren't going to be able to get the stuff to work, but things finally came together just after lunch time passed. We grabbed some sandwiches from the pool grill and ate them on the way back to the office. Then this afternoon, it was some research and some remote trouble shooting and a short online training session to get introduced to some new line the company is looking at. How about you?"<br />
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"Well, we have been having some issues with mail and DNS lately so I spent a while looking into those situations. Then I worked on a few little utilities to automate some jobs around the office. Plus, I worked for a while on tweaking our remote back up configuration. There seem to be some intermittent failures that I haven't been able to track down there, but nothing that threatens any major trouble. It is nagging me though. And then, when I got home, I started working on my new radio station again."<br />
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"You have a new radio station? Pirate or just streaming?"<br />
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"Man, I wish they would bring some low power FM legislation to the house here. I would love a little neighbourhood FM station to play with. Wouldn't that be cool! No, this one is strictly streaming though. It is cool though. I am using Peercast to do p2p streaming. As soon as I get some more music in my system, I think I may look at Freecast as well. And with Java supposedly going GPL, I feel a little better with that."<br />
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(6:11 pm Nov 21, 2006)<br />
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(6:20 pm Nov 21, 2006)<br />
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"That gone like Sam Major wife." (CB Gerard Symonette : DT Angeline Clarke)<br />
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Well, gentle reader, I had to hunt around for that last saying there for a bit but I like it and now I can finish up the day without looking for any more. I really hope I can get ahead soon though. It would be nice to just be able to finish out the month with all of them in hand.<br />
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"So listen Petro, what sort of station is this going to be? Music, talk, something else? What sort of music?"<br />
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"Well, I hope mostly music, but if we cn manage to pull off some talk shows on interesting topics that would be cool too, oh, and I might like to run some comedy shows as well."<br />
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"That sounds cool, but what sort of music?"<br />
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Well, for a start, whatever Free music I can find that I halfway like. AS I build up a bigger song library, I will try and refine things. I would like to do a lot if island stuff, but it is a bit hard to find island cuts with Free licenses. I sometimes wonder if it is that we have tended to be so loose with copyrights down in these parts that no one really sees it as important."<br />
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"You will have to explain that to me a little more in a bit but right now something smells really good and I need to go and check it out and after that, I am going to see a man about a horse."<br />
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(6:32 pm Nov 21, 2006)<br />
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Petro thought it smelled good as well and followed Big Byte out into the kitchen.<br />
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(7:14 pm Nov 21, 2006)<br />
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"Loqui, this was great, thank you so much for bringing me dinner like this."<br />
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"I was happy to, let me just go and get everyone's dessert. I'll be right back."<br />
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While Loqui was in the kitchen getting the dessert, the phone rang, "I'll get it!" she called out. "Hello, Stone House, who would you like to speak with?"<br />
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"Um, is Petrosephas there please?"<br />
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"Yes, who's calling?"<br />
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"Would you tell him that this is Chloe calling back from London?"<br />
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"Um, sure, just a second," she covered the mouthpiece of the phone and leaned her head out of the kitchen door to look at Petro, "Petro, it is some girl named Chloe from London calling for you."<br />
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"Oh! I forgot she was supposed to call back. I'll get it in my room."<br />
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Petro got up from the dinner table and headed into his bedroom, "Hello Chloe, hi, I've got it thanks Loqui, I'll be out soon."<br />
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He heard Loqui put the phone down, "Chloe, I almost forgot you were going to call back, listen, some friends came over and made me dinner as we are still in the middle of it, I am sorry but can you email me the information of could we speak again tomorrow?"<br />
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"Well... OK... I guess so. Can't you just spare a few minutes?"<br />
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"I could but I really shouldn't, do you mind terribly?"<br />
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"Well... I'll call you back tomorrow then, what time will you get home?"<br />
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"I should get here around four tomorrow afternoon."<br />
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"Right then, I will plan on calling you at four thirty. I have good news."<br />
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Petro put the phone down and went back out to eat his guava duff.<br />
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"Who was that Petro? I don't think I know her?"<br />
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"No, you wouldn't, Chloe is a girl that I met on my last trip up to Briland. She says she want me to come to London to do some modeling for a friend of hers. I think I might go and we are trying to sort out some details."<br />
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"Oh, do you think you should?"<br />
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"That's the thing, I'm not sure, but the pay sure sounds nice."<br />
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They talked some more while finishing up the meal and then moved to the living room and visited a while longer.<br />
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(7:57 pm Nov 21, 2006)<br />
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Goodnight, gentle reader...zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-16019045978379890162009-10-09T20:41:00.000-04:002009-10-09T20:41:10.584-04:0020. Sayings Nov 20 Mon(5:51 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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"Don't plant your corn around someone else's rain." (CB Marcellus Taylor : DT Logan Collie)<br />
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(6:14 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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We got ya words. Come and get em! They're going fast, get 'em while they last! Come one, come all! Get ya words right here. These are the genuine article folks. Der real ting! Made fresh and hot, just for you.<br />
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Come on folks, you will not find a better deal on genuine words anywhere on the planet. We got 'em in english and we can make some up in other languages upon request. Just send in your order and we will ship 'em out within the day. We got hot words, we got cool words, we got big words, we got small words. We even got some explosive words. Sorry, explosive words can only be ordered by those over eighteen years of age.<br />
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We got words in living, breathing colour and we got words in black and white. We got old fashioned words and we got brand spanking new words that are hot out of the oven. For that just baked freshness. Come and get 'em! They're going so fast it is getting windy around here.<br />
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(6:24 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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(6:56 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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Life interrupts art.<br />
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Petro is at home tonight working on a Rivendell installation. He had decided to set up his own streaming radio station and to use Rivendell for his automation needs. The plan was for it to be a hobby at the start and perhaps for all time. Any changes to the status would come down the line.<br />
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He had decided to go with an Ubuntu 6.06 Long Term Support base. Yes, the Dapper Drake was his choice for running Rivendell on. He had downloaded the CD overnight and started the install this morning before going to work. Work had proved quite busy with technical problems popping up from all corners and had kept him busy for most of the morning and into the early afternoon.<br />
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After getting home, he had pulled down the Rivendell sources from the Salem Radio Labs site and compiled and installed everything. Now, he was out searching for, downloading and importing music that he could legally play without having to pay any copyright fees. He liked to keep things on the up and up as much as he could.<br />
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(7:10 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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(7:30 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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Ah, time, stop it.<br />
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Loqui was over at Suzie's place tonight. They were having dinner together. Suzie had cooked up some spaghetti and tomato sauce and made a fresh green salad. The greens had just come off the farm today.<br />
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"So, Loqui, Big Byte tells me you have some new man complications brewing."<br />
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"Suzie, didn't you just get back into town this afternoon? When did he have time to tell you that?"<br />
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"Oh, he called me last night and we talked for a while."<br />
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"Sounds like you have some man complications developing your own self girl."<br />
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(7:43 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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"Ya lie like you look!" (CB Wendy Graham : DT ??)<br />
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"No, girl, you know me and Big Byte are just friends, we been hanging together since the old neighbourhood days."<br />
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"So? I see how he looks at you. Complications coming Suzie. You watch what I say."<br />
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Five hundred and ninety one million, twenty three thousand, five hundred and seventy six words and counting.<br />
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What an amazing number.<br />
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"Loqui, you're good girl. You almost managed to switch things around on me there. But, it's not going to work. Let's talk about you and your new developments."<br />
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"OK... So what do you want to know?"<br />
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"What's up with you and this new guy?"<br />
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"I don't know if I can rightly say. He has been trying to talk to me for a long time, but I never would talk to him before. Then one night recently, I said hi to him by mistake before I realized it was him, things sort of grew from there."<br />
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"So... what has it grown to so far?"<br />
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"We're talking, he's nice. I can't believe I wouldn't talk to him for all this time. I don't know what got into me to cause me to act like that."<br />
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Nano and Drake laugh a bit and leave to room to find some unsuspecting people to plague with their attention.<br />
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(8:14 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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"So?"<br />
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"So, I think I want to spend some more time with him and see how things go. It's a bummer though, he messed up his foot the other night when we were supposed to go on our first date. He called up Big Byte and asked him to take me to dinner and then he joined us later on crutches. I've seen him a few times since, but the bad ankle is kind of holding things back some I think."<br />
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"Go on. Where did you go to dinner?"<br />
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"Now that, is weird! We went to this place that neither Big Byte or I had ever heard of, right down town."<br />
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(8:47 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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"Where is it, was it nice?"<br />
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"Like I say, it's weird. I don't know where it is and yes it was nice, very nice as a matter of fact."<br />
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"What do you mean you don't know where it is? Did they blindfold you to take you there?"<br />
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"No but that might have been fun. Listen, the thing is, I know where it was, I just don't know where it is."<br />
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"Girl, now you're talking in riddles. Speak straight."<br />
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"I can't. It's gone. Ma cuz and I tried to go back a few times, At first, the door just didn't open when we knocked, the last time we tried, there was no door there. Just a blank wall. But not only no door, no trace of a door. It was an old faded wall. Seamless. No new paint."<br />
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"That's wild, so where was it then?"<br />
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"You know that little shop where your mother liked to take us when we were young? A little north of there on the other side of the street."<br />
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"Well, I know I've never heard of any restaurant there before. You sure you remember things right? You didn't have too much to drink that night did you?"<br />
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"Suzie, you know I don't drink like that."<br />
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(8:59 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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"When You're Dumb, You Gotta Be Tough!" (CB Mike Pinder : DT ??)<br />
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You gotta call the doctor! Call the doctor tonight. If he's already in his bed, wake him up! Wake him up I say! It's a matter of life! And Death. Wake him up and say doctor! Say doctor, I feel poorly today. Say doctor I feel so broke, doctor so broke I can't even pay attention.<br />
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Listen to me now my friends. You gotta call that doctor, say doctor rise up outta you bed. Rise up. Say doctor I need healing. I need healing tonight doctor. Doctor rise up, and find me some of that medicine.<br />
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Friends ya gotta tell that doctor rise up. Friends that doctor took an oath. now I know some of you have heard talk of the hypocritic oath, but don't pay no mind to that talk friends. That is not the oath your doctor took. So tell him rise up and find you some of that medicine. Tell him you want some bush. Something natural. Natural for healing. Not something synthetic. Not some freeze dried medicine.<br />
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Now friends, one day maybe you was walking along, feeling good. Feeling on top of the world. Stepping light. Balanced. Walking like a cat. A wild cat on the prowl through the jungle. Walking through this life healthy and happy. Like a sure footed cat. Like a cat with silent, padded feet.<br />
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Then one day. From nowhere. One day from nowhere it hits you. Some shiny ninja flapjack almost knocks your head off. You are down and almost out.<br />
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Call the doctor!<br />
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(9:15 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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Listen now. Don't delay. Call the doctor today. Right now tonight while I'm still here to encourage you. Call him on the phone. On the telephone right now.<br />
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I would tell you his number, but someone may decide to make a song from my words and putting a number in a song could get you in some big trouble. I tell you dat!<br />
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Friends, I'm pleading with you tonight, call the doctor before it is once and for all too late.<br />
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(9:21 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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Now friends, I am not a fool, kinda like Jack, but I'm not drunk either. No friends, I'm not fool. You see, I know that some of you are not gonna bother to call the doctor tonight. I know that some of you are not gonna heed the warning tonight. I know that. But friends, take this advice... Don't let it be you that fails to heed this warning. No! Call the doctor! Call him right now and then come back and let me know that you got him on the phone.<br />
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Right now, don't delay. Call him up! If he's in bed, tell him to rise up! Rise up and bring healing to you life.<br />
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(9:27 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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"You Can't Make a Silk Purse Out of A Sow's Ear." (CB Stella Pinder : DT ??)<br />
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And don't forget friends. Some people! Want your things! Yes they do! Call the doctor!<br />
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(9:45 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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After talking for a while more at the table, Suzie had turned on the tube and the two friends settled down to watch a game and talk some more.<br />
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Gentle reader, did you see the stats the other day where a bunch of penguins beat of a top spy? And that spy was no slouch either from what I saw. It seems that I must have made the right decision when I chose to enlist Fryer Tucks into the Queen Anne's Revenge caper. Sometimes, things just seem to fall into place for you. <br />
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Speaking of the good Mr. Tucks, I have learned today that he has found himself a spot that he is very happy with. I expect to be getting excellent reports from here on out. Not that the reports so far have been in any way shabby mind you. No, they have been excellent as well. That Fryer Tucks is a real gem.<br />
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Bill Techero is sitting in a room with no windows. The lighting is tasteful and there is expensive artwork on the walls. It too is tasteful.<br />
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He sits before a hugh mahogany desk and stares at papers that are laid out neatly on the desktop.<br />
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(9:56 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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Bill is going over some family business tonight.<br />
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Over in Hope Town, Ayr Danger Kyne has become somewhat of a sensation since her big splash as it were. She hadn't been hitting the sauce as much the last day or so and she had started telling more coherent stories.<br />
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I have information to the effect that people were liking her incoherent stories just fine while she was deep in the sauce, but that, since she had sobered up some, she was one her way to local stardom.<br />
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(10:25 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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She was holding court under a shade tree from early in the morning when she woke up until late in the night when she finally headed off to a small field that a kind local had loaned to her until further notice.<br />
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(10:35 pm Nov 20, 2006)<br />
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People were having a hard time with her story about the events of the day of her appearance at the top of the lighthouse. Such happenings were beyond the realm of their experience. Way beyond.<br />
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Her story was her story though and, so far at least, she was sticking to it. Like white on rice.<br />
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Some local jokers were thinking that it might be fun to try and recreate the situation that the cow was describing and to see if anything unusual happened.<br />
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Let's just hope they give up the idea unless that can convince Danger as trying something without her cooperation might get a little dicey for them.<br />
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(10:49 pm Nov 20, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-56134172716056475852009-10-09T20:40:00.002-04:002009-10-09T20:40:35.388-04:0019. Sayings Nov 19 Sun(11:29 am Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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(2:43 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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"You can't plant sour orange and pick banana." (CB Donald Sands : DT His Daughter Stacy)<br />
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Hmmm. Could that relate to the great banana mystery?<br />
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(3:43 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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How many words per minute is that? In case you haven't noticed, gentle reader, I am having serious problems getting un-tracked today. This time I think it may be because I am all broke up on account of being out so late last night at that ball. And you know something? That ball room was fix up nice. Funny thing that. I bet you can guess how the ladies were dressed.<br />
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Buss right up. Broke up and hurting. Slow, thoughts like thick syrup only not nearly as sweet. I am certainly not eighteen anymore. And not twenty one either. I could keep counting up for a while here, but I think I will quit while I am ahead.<br />
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You know, gentle reader, it had slipped my mind, but I just went back and was trying to re-read what happened yesterday in order to get the words flowing and I run right up on brakes. Right up on that little issue that Bing and Boom tried to throw down. I am so upset with those two. And don't get me started on Nano and Drake. What is going on with these returning characters? Are they upset because I didn't keep them in the limelight during the year? Could that be it?<br />
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About four and a half hours to get to two hundred and fifty words. Is that crazy, or what? And hte thing is, most of them have come out in the last little bit. before that, it was a desert. Like I wrote in that thing I wrote for my lovely wife. Sometimes the words flow like a river run dry.<br />
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Petro was sitting at home reading and listening to some tunes on a PeerCast station when his door bell sounded. He stood up and hobbled to the door.<br />
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"Loqui, Big Byte, this is a pleasant surprise. Come in, come in. What brings you this way?"<br />
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"I wanted to see how you were doing and so I asked my big cuz here if he would like to take me to see you. Well, here we are."<br />
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"Yeah, Petro, it is hard to say no when Loqui asks you for something."<br />
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Loqui slapped her cousin on his shoulder. Loqui wandered around Petro's living room looking at the art that hung on his walls. Most of the pieces were by locals and her eyes were drawn to one of her own pieces. It was a medium sized print of one of her larger canvases and she walked closer for a better look.<br />
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(4:02 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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Yes, it was a limited edition print, signed and numbered, Petro had number ten of a hundred. Loqui smiled.<br />
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Petro hobbled over. Loqui turned to him, "So, what do you like about this piece, Petro?"<br />
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"I like your light. In the sky, but even more on the water."<br />
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"Yes, I was happy with how that came out on that painting."<br />
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(4:28 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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"Don't let somebody's donkey cost you a cow." (CB Joey Cooper : DT Aunt Ruth)<br />
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Petro offered to make tea for everyone and took orders. He hobbled out to the kitchen to put on the kettle and he put some salsa in a bowl and poured out some corn chips on a plate. Loqui followed him in to the room.<br />
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"Listen, Petro, I wanted to apologize for how I have been treating you all this time. I rather not try and explain it if that is OK with you, but I would like to say I am sorry."<br />
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"Loqui, I hear you and thanks. Consider it forgotten. Would you take the chips and dip out for me? I'll be right out."<br />
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(4:40 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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(5:10 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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Petro put some olives and some cheeses on a platter and followed Loqui out into the living room. Big Byte was laid back in his recliner, Big Ed's favourite spot, digging in to the chips and salsa. Loqui had resumed her tour of his art collection. She was standing in front of one of his few originals.<br />
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"Petro, I like this one, it is unusual, but I like it. I don't think I have ever heard of the artist though. Is it someone local?"<br />
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"Yes, she is a friend of mine actually, and it doesn't surprise me that you haven't heard of her. She paints by contract and doesn't exhibit."<br />
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"What do you mean, she paints by contract? You mean like only commissioned works?"<br />
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"Something like that but a bit more involved really."<br />
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There is a long pause before Loqui queries, "So... can you explain what you mean then?"<br />
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"I can try. First, she doesn't paint things and then try to find buyers. She will only paint things if she has a sale already. Well not exactly, she paints lots of things without a buyer lined up for them, but those are for herself only and she has never sold any. So, for the paintings she sells, she never paints them unless she already has a buyer. And she signs a contract with her customer. Some of the details are that there are never to be reproductions of the work. Not by the customer and not by her. None whatsoever. Then also, she doesn't sign the works. Well, she does, but just made up names. The customer is never allowed to reveal her identity."<br />
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"What, what kind of deal is that?"<br />
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(5:27 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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"Let me finish please and then I will answer whatever questions that you ask and that I am allowed to. She gets paid up front. She chooses what she wants to paint. The customer cannot sell the work for at least ten years. If the customer sells the work, they have to bind the buyer to a similar contract which she specifies but they may never reveal her identity."<br />
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"That sounds crazy!"<br />
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"Doesn't it though.<br />
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(5:32 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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"Biscuit and crackers come in the same ship but different packages." (CB Hazel Thompson : DT ??)<br />
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"And she has customers? Wait, you mean you signed a contract like that?"<br />
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"Yes I did, and there's more. She only takes new customers by recommendation of her old customers. And only with a signed contract and full payment secured before she even considers it. Oh, and she gives her customers a ten per cent commission."<br />
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"It sounds bizarro."<br />
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"Oh, it is, but not a bizarre as the world famous bizarro bathroom. I must say, she is crazy like a fox though. I think she does quite well for herself."<br />
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"I have never heard of anyone trying anything like that in the art world. Never. I am shocked that it would work. Why would anyone agree to such a deal?"<br />
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"Well, if you like her work and want one, it is the only way to get one. I guess there are enough people out there who like them enough that she gets by with doing it. Plus, she lives a simple life and isn't trying to make a killing from what I can see. What can I say? It seems to work for her."<br />
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(5:49 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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(6:59 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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Petro sat down in his easy chair and pushed the button on the remote to turn on the television. He kind of felt like vegging for a while, probably with some sports, but perhaps just with a click session. He had enjoyed that little visit. His spirits were buoyed by Loqui's words and concern.<br />
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After leaving Petro's place, Loqui and Big Byte headed back into town to try their luck at that special restaurant once again.<br />
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(7:07 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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(7:35 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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When Loqui and Big Byte got there, there was no door anywhere in evidence, just a blank wall where the door was. "I don't believe this. This is where we came for dinner a few nights ago, isn't it cuz?"<br />
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"This is the place Loqui, this makes no sense. Can we call Petro now and ask him what the deal is?"<br />
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"No, let's just walk somewhere else and grab a bite and let me think this over."<br />
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(8:29 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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OK, gentle reader, this is getting way out of hand. The combination of time warps and temporal black holes in the vicinity today has been nothing short of astounding. It is really time to shift into sprint and, or ramble mode. Strap yourself in tight and come along for the ride.<br />
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Out on the Queen Anne's Revenge, the good Mr. Tucks is on the move, he has been having to move his hiding place every so often as one of the players was not so easily convinced that the microwave oven account was obviously bogus and has actually been searching for a penguin aboard the ship as well as looking for other, more rational, explanations. He got little more suspicious after going back and confirming that there was indeed a slight fishy smell in the microwave oven.<br />
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(8:37 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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"Jack drunk but he ain' fool." (CB Ricardo Thompson : DT ??)<br />
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Fryer Tucks is beginning to wonder if he may need to abandon ship and call in a replacement agent to take over his duties. He never liked to give up though and he was going through his possible options seeing if he could solve his little situation. You know, I think I might need to be a little more circumspect when it comes to the information that I reveal about what is going on out on the high seas on that particular mega yacht. I hope I haven't let too much slip already, I think I've said enough mind you. Well, enough about the good Mr. Tucks. Obviously not enough today, otherwise, believe me, gentle reader, with how bus right up I am today, I would already be shut down and lying in my bed. No bout adout dat!<br />
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(8:48 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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(9:03 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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Nooooo! Not again, this has got to stop.<br />
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Once upon a time there was a pirate who later became known to history as Blackbeard. There is much that has been written about him, but there is much about him that is unknown. On top of that, there is much about him that has been concealed.<br />
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There is a tower on the eastern part of the island of New Providence that is commonly known as 'Blackbeard's Tower' and it apparently sits forlorn and all but abandoned on a ridge overlooking the eastern road.<br />
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One thing that has been concealed since Blackbeard left the world stage is that he left family alive. Living scattered around various islands of the Bahamas.<br />
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Another thing that has been concealed is that he did not leave them broke and certainly not broke, broke. No, he left them, shall we say, set.<br />
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He not only left them set, he left them organized.<br />
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He also left them with goals and visions, not to mention a few dreams.<br />
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Also concealed is that they have been working since then to achieve their ends. Quietly, yes. In the background, yes. A power behind the thrown kind of set up if you catch my drift.<br />
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I don't guess it would surprise you if I were to tell you that their ends might actually be nefarious.<br />
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(9:14 pm Nov 19, 2006)<br />
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They had pretty much contented themselves as a family to only be involved in local affairs as pertains to the Bahamas for all this time, but lately, events in the wider world were developing in such a way that they were considering getting the family involved in more international matters. Doing so would require a level of care and caution that was a whole order of magnitude greater than they were accustomed to exercising on their local operations.<br />
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(9:22 pm Nov 19, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-25814734155757691522009-10-09T20:39:00.002-04:002009-10-09T20:39:59.491-04:0018. Sayings Nov 18 Sat(9:27 am Nov 18, 2006)<br />
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"You're a liar!" (CB Victoria Roberts : DT Her Sisters)<br />
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Today looks tough gentle reader. I should not have gone out for my exercise. I needed that time. I am up against it now. I have to get my laptop ready for the gig tonight. I will have to start that by eleven this morning to hope to be done in time to make it ti the write in. Then the write in from noon to two. Then set up and sound check. Then home, then the gig tonight. I may be able to actually write at the write in and I may be able to write some between sound check and the gig. We shall see.<br />
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Ouch, just tried to get to ourmedia which is where I have a complete copy of this book stored and where I like to go to skim through it and I can't contact them. Time to change up my process for the rest of the morning. Ah, the pitfalls of trying to write a novel speedily in just thirty days.<br />
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I did have an interesting idea last night and this morning though gentle reader. I need to check if it would fit in with the NaNoWriMo rules though. Here is the idea... In the coming year, find a group of others who would be willing to write a NaNo novel next year and release it under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike license. Then, work together on plot, outline, characters and all other pre-writing parts during the lead up to next November. Then in November 2007, we each write our own novel starting with the common base. No further collaboration come November. Then they all get posted for comparison and possible re-integration. That might be a fun experiment. Would you care to join in this experiment gentle reader?<br />
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(10:42 am Nov 18, 2006)<br />
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I have just learned that that mega yacht is still sailing the high seas. Meetings are still going on it seems. There have been comings and goings during the week as aircraft ferry the players to and fro between the yacht and their daily lives. It seems the players do not want to be missed for too long a stretch in case someone gets, shall we say, interested.<br />
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Let us see if we can get a little more insight as to what is going on out there today.<br />
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(11:11 am Nov 18, 2006)<br />
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"Gentlemen, one of you is a spy. Our operatives have informed us that news of our meetings here on the "Queen Anne's Revenge" and it has to be one of you."<br />
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Needless to say, gentle reader, some one set us up da bomb and when this bomb shell dropped, it caused a minor sensation in the dim room.<br />
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"What do you mean one of us, how do we know it's not you!"<br />
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"Sorry, I meant to say one of us."<br />
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"No, no you didn't, you said what you meant and don't try to deny it."<br />
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"OK, so one of you then, I know it is not me."<br />
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"Well, I know it's not me."<br />
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"Not me."<br />
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"Me either."<br />
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"Quiet, quiet! Look, naturally no one will admit to it. The information that we got back said that it was not one of us in any case."<br />
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"Well then, how can you say that it has to be one of us?"<br />
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"Well, the information we got back said that the spy was a penguin that was hiding in that microwave oven right there."<br />
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Everyone turned to look at the microwave oven.<br />
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"That is obviously not credible information so it must be one of you."<br />
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"Well, if that is not credible information, how do we know that any of it is?"<br />
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"Good question, the reason is that what we said here is available right now out on the internet."<br />
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Someone set us up da bomb again. This little bomb shell caused a major sensation.<br />
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"What! That will ruin our plans. It is a total disaster!"<br />
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"Calm down everyone. It is bad, yes, and we need to find out who the mole is, but all is not lost. We just need to play the paranoia and crack pot cards carefully and we should be able to bring things back to normal. It will cost us, but we can deal with this."<br />
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"You know, you are right. No need to panic yet. So, how do we find our little Benedict? Is there a polygraph on board? Drugs?"<br />
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"Gentlemen, gentlmen. Please, I for one am not going to be subjected to drugs over this. Will any of you submit? No, we have too many secrets of our own to go that route. I know I do. Is there anyone here not in that boat? Speak up. I didn't think so."<br />
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"I suggest we suspend our scheduled meetings and see if we can find an answer to our little dilemma."<br />
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(11:31 am Nov 18, 2006)<br />
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"Don't throw away an old bucket unless you know the new one is gonna hold water too." (CB Olvin Rees : DT Andros)<br />
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(12:03 pm Nov 18, 2006)<br />
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Well, I am ensconced in my seat at the write in. So far, I don't see anyone else here. My lunch order just came up. Let's see if eating and writing can work. No, let's not.<br />
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(12:16 pm Nov 18, 2006)<br />
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Lunch is gone. The lunch is gone away. The only remains is the bottle of factory ice tea before me. Let's go back out to that mega yacht for a bit shall we gentle reader?<br />
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It turns out that one of the players was not so easily persuaded about the microwave oven. The microwave oven has been moved. It has been shaken, poked, and prodded, pulled apart and is being put back together. There was no sign of any bugs and certainly no sign of a penguin. Well, if you don't count a slight fishy smell which was no real proof. After all, it could just have been from someone nuking a plate of fish sticks.<br />
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Luckily for the good Mr. Tucks, he was not happy in that microwave oven and he had moved his location earlier in the week. I shall not reveal his new hiding place as it is now obvious that the players are on to me. We could be looking at interesting times ahead. Interesting times indeed.<br />
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(12:31 pm Nov 18, 2006)<br />
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Time for another saying and I am fresh out! How can I get me two more for the day?<br />
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"Bahamians tief so much that they had to nail Jesus to the cross." (CB Cheryl Cartwright : DT ??)<br />
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Got one from someone doing the write in thing. Once again, I am getting what I need to keep going. That one has some interesting angles.<br />
<br />
Loqui had planned on doing some more out door painting today but the light wasn't right and so she decided to stay in and read instead. Read and look for a new life. This thing with Petrosephas was likely to prove a complication though.<br />
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She was disappointed that they were never able to get into that cool place last night and she was determined to try again another day.<br />
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Ah, gentle reader, I feel like I have had a pretty good run of words here for a while, but I feel those chains trying to sneak in. Actually it might be more like living strips of leather, wet strips of living leather that sneak in and wrap around the mind like a boa and then start to dry. Shrinking and constricting the thoughts as they give up their life giving water. That bit there is fairly well mixed don't you think, gentle reader?<br />
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"Zotz, what's happening? You trying to duck us?"<br />
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(12:56 pm Nov 18, 2006)<br />
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Well, gentle reader, I forgot to bring my camera to the write in but some kind soul was willing to take a few shots on his camera phone and take my email address. Hopefully I will have some pictures to post as a record of this, the first ever NaNo write in in the Bahamas. At least, the first to my knowledge.<br />
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I find it a bit odd to be sitting here in the cafe section of a book store. How many words are packaged up and sitting on the shelves in here and yet, the ones I need are playing games. Playing coy. Being elusive. Hard to get.<br />
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You may wonder how I can say that, gentle reader, when these words are right here for you to read. The thing is that these are not the words that I am looking for. No, not at all. These are the best substitutes I can find on such short notice and in such a rush. And the thing is, when you have to resort to using substitute words in your tale, it is highly possible that you will end up with a completely different tale than the one you would have told if only you could have found thew words you were searching for when you needed them.<br />
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Gentle reader, I fear that this is what is happening to me this year!<br />
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(1:05 pm Nov 18, 2006)<br />
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I'm OK though, I mean, when it comes to NaNo, words are words if you know what I mean. Substitute words count for just as much as original, genuine words.<br />
<br />
(1:23 pm Nov 18, 2006)<br />
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Well, gentle reader, I went out to make a phone call and got another saying donated while I was out. I find it amazing how hard it is for people to recall one when they are put on the spot with an unexpected request. I now have all I need to finish up the day.<br />
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"Zotz! What's happening? You trying to duck and ignore us now?"<br />
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"Bing, Boom, sorry. No. Things just got away from me there. What can I do for you two?"<br />
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"Zotz, it's not what you can do for us, it's what we can do for you. Generally we would say something about what a nice novel this is about now. And then we would mention something about what a shame it would be if something happened to it. Unfortunately, we've been reading it and so, being the upright soldiers that we are, we can't honestly tell you that you have a nice novel here. Still, it would be a shame if something were to happen to it don't you think?"<br />
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"The old broom always sweeps clean." (CB Kurtwood Greene : DT ??)<br />
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"Something like what boys? Are you trying some sort of shakedown on me right here in a public place? I really can't believe it."<br />
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"Don't try jump slick with us zotz! You may be sitting in a public place yourself, but we are talking to you right here on the lines of this page in this nice gemstone writing book. there's no one looking over your shoulder right now to see this is there now zotz? I don't even see Gentle."<br />
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"You got me there boys. The thing is, if things go well, these words will be up on the internet by tonight, tomorrow at the latest. Are you boys ready to deal with the fallout from that?"<br />
<br />
"Zotz, zotz, can't you take a joke? Where is your sense of humour? You need to lighten up. Why don't you take a breather?"<br />
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"Guys, I have about ten minutes left for this write in and two hundred more words for the day! I'll take my break when it is time to leave here. If you can call set up and sound check a break. Then home to reach tow thousand and see how much I can type in before the gig tonight."<br />
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"Zotz, do we look interested in that? Tell that to Gentle. Oh! Ha ha! I forgot. Gentle has deserted you."<br />
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"Boys, boys. Just because you lack the imagination to see my gentle reader right now does not mean that hes is not here."<br />
<br />
(1:54 pm Nov 18, 2006)<br />
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"Close now boys, close. About one hundred and you can kiss this day goodbye. Colour it done as it were. Two minutes to get one hundred words. Ouch!"<br />
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"Zotz, give it up man. Pack it in early. You will never make it!"<br />
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"I may not, but I can squeeze out an extra minute or two if I have to. I'm gonna do it before I leave here today!"<br />
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"Ha ha zotz, time is up and you did not make it. Loser!"<br />
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"Boys, did you two wake up on the wrong side of the bed this morning? Why are you guys acting so mean today? Anyway boys, I just want to say one thing to you two. Just remember that he who laughs last, laughs best! HA! HA! HA!"zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-31145407845539929662009-10-09T20:38:00.005-04:002009-10-09T20:38:55.080-04:0017. Sayings Nov 17 Fri(2:38 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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"Fish or cut bait." (CB Eric Carlsson : DT ??)(2:47 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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(3:39 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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(3:53 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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"Hey zotz, are you sure this is not the wrong novel you are writing this year? Did you name it wrong?"<br />
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"Sup Bing? No, this is not 'The Wrong Novel'. That is another novel that I am working on."<br />
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"Yeah but zotz, that's what you said last year and I haven't heard anything more about it since."<br />
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"Well Bing, I guess that one is just a long time aborning. Some things take time. At least that's what I always heard. In any case, this is not 'The Wrong Novel'. Trust me, I know my own novels."<br />
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"Now zotz, you are asking a bit much there. I mean it is one thing to ask Gentle here to suspend his disbelief, but I am not one of your readers and I think that this is the wrong novel."<br />
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"Bing, no matter how wrong this novel is, and I admit, sometimes I have felt that way myself, this is not 'The Wrong Novel'."<br />
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"Well zotz, how much work have you actually been doing on 'The Wrong Novel' then?"<br />
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"Bing, I am sorry to admit that it isn't a whole lot. Pretty much the big zero in fact. I have been working some on another book called 'Bahamian Nonsense' during the past year though. You can find it up on ourmedia.org at this URL if you care to check it out. Type this into your browser http://www.ourmedia.org/node/187924 and you should go right there. If you get an error, try again later."<br />
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"I might do that zotz, but you really need to get to work on 'The Wrong Novel'. That is the one Boom and I are waiting to read. Oh, and do us a favour zotz, leave us out of 'The Wrong Novel' please. It is one thing to be in these NaNo novels of yours where we can pretty much do as we please, but two guys like us really don't belong in an 'Wrong Novel' book."<br />
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(4:08 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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Excuse me a second, gentle reader, I need a snuggle break.<br />
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(4:12 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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Back, that was a short break.<br />
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"Hello, is Petro there?"<br />
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"May I say who is calling?"<br />
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"This is Chloe calling from London."<br />
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"I'm afraid Petrosephas is not in right now, may I take a message?"<br />
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"Petro, stop pulling my leg, I know it's you!"<br />
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"Chloe, it is not me, I said that I wasn't here alright?"<br />
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"Oh, OK, well would you give yourself a message from me then?"<br />
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"Sure thing, I will be sure to do that for you."<br />
<br />
(4:22 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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"I still want Petro to come to London for that photo shoot. Would you tell him that for me please."<br />
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"Yes, I will, anything else?"<br />
<br />
"Yes, would you tell him to stop being so childish for me? Well, perhaps not childish, perhaps stupid. Would you tell him that for me please?"<br />
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"Ya can't have ya cake and eat it too." (CB Phillip Smith : DT ??)<br />
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"Sure thing Chloe, listen, I have been thinking about it. I can see that there could be some really positive things in it for me, but I have not decided yet. Plus, I am on crutches right now. I had a little accident involving a car and a tree two nights ago while I was out running."<br />
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"Oh, Petro! Are you alright? Can I do anything for you?"<br />
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(4:45 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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(5:11 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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Well, gentle reader, I am writing this out longhand again tonight due to a mix up of my own. I came to band practice and I am still here. I brought my laptop computer to work on my book while I was here, but I forgot to bring my power supply. The battery probably hasn't been charged for over a month and when I tried to run on it, it never even finished up the boot up process before giving out.<br />
<br />
Chloe and Petro had talked for a while longer and then rang off. Petro had said that he really would think seriously about the trip and the shoot and Chloe had said how happy she was to hear it.<br />
<br />
"Zotz, how's tings?"<br />
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"Nano, Drake, I didn't expect to see you two guys so soon after the other night. What brings you here?"<br />
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"Well, we came to ask you not to get up in our territory like this."<br />
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"Your territory? What are you two on about?"<br />
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"Well zotz, looks like you are well on your way to breaking up Loqui and Petro. At least it seems like that's what you're trying to do. We just want to tell you that that is our play."<br />
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"Guys, trust me, that's not my plan at all."<br />
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"Well, if it's not, you bes' be careful. And don't come try to blame us if it happens. As of the other night, we are hands off when it comes to those two."<br />
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"Sure thing guys, I'm on top of the situation. OK? Thanks though. At least I hope that I'm on top of it."<br />
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(5:36 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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"OK the zotz, we're off. Call us if you need us. Listen though, do us a favour, don't go bringing Gentle here around our secret places. That's just not right."<br />
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"I will call if I need you, but guys, I'm sorry but I can't promise when it comes to gentle reader and what he needs to see. I can't compromise my artistic integrity by making promises like that."<br />
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"Zotz, don't bring any talk of artistic integrity around here. We've been watching what you write as well and you can't pull the wool over our eyes like that."<br />
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"Whatever you say guys. Check ya later!"<br />
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Well, gentle reader, band practice is going well tonight. I think there may be a gig somewhere tomorrow. I will have to get the details before I leave here tonight.<br />
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If there is one, I will have to get my writing out of the way early tomorrow. Plus I have the NaNo write in if that happens.<br />
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Well, that song was nice. I need to make sure that Petro works on his song again soon. I will have to try and get some more sayings from two of these players before everything breaks up tonight. I already have contributions from three of them.<br />
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Life is really something, isn't it, gentle reader? A web of connections and inter connections, relationships and encounters. And the uncertainty principle. Don't forget the uncertainty principle. And we can't forget the uncertain principal either.<br />
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Electric, indeed it is. And slipping and sliding. Life.<br />
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(6:09 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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"Common sense ain't common." (CB Kevin Dean : DT ??)<br />
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Loqui and her cousin were headed back to the restaurant again tonight to try something else on the menu. They went up to the door and Loqui knocked but there was no response. "What?" said Loqui, "Surely they wouldn't be closed on a Friday night!"<br />
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Her cousin went up and knocked hard and long. There was still no response, "Could we be too early? Maybe they don't open until later. Do you want to call Petro and find out?"<br />
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"No, I don't really want him to know, he might be upset at not being able to come on account of his ankle. You wanna go somewhere and grab a drink and try again later, or do you want to go somewhere else to grab something to eat?"<br />
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A Doctor and some good love. Yes indeed. Time, times, and half a time. I give you some more time you know. Time to spare. Like a ship in a bottle. Put that ship in a bottle with some time and a message and throw it in the ocean to wander the world with the currents and the drifts. To carry that message to some far away place and perhaps to some far away time. "It's pickle time!"<br />
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(6:29 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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(7:16 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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There is trouble ahead because of the trouble behind. I am writing this back on my desktop computer, but not in the IRC channel as I should be doing.<br />
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Why? Some might ask.<br />
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Because. Because of not taking my power supply over to band practice. I don't want to type my longhand work in now because I want to get to two thousand words first and then go back and type that stuff in. I don't want to type this into the IRC channel before I put that in because otherwise the day's work would be out of order. I can't have that.<br />
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So, I am typing this in here and when I reach two thousand or more, I will go back and type the longhand in here as well, and then, then, gentle reader, I will copy and paste into the ##zotz IRC channel. So once again, the times in the novel will not match the timestamps in the IRC log files. Such is life in the tropics.<br />
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Gentle reader, did you realize that writing a novel in thirty days entailed so much? Mind you, if you live in a country with less frequent power outages, things might be a little easier. Are there any other NaNo authors outside of the Bahamas who are having to contend with frequent power outages this November? I think I just had a light bulb light up over my head. I have an idea for another NaNo poll. That is two now I have to put in. I already have one in and am getting a response that is nice to seem Counting the one already entered, the second one will ask about Free Works of NaNo authors and the third, that would be the one I just had the idea for will be about the number of November outages that the NaNo authors have experienced this year. That should be interesting.<br />
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OK, I need my last saying for the day now and I am fresh out. Time to take a break and call around to try and get one.<br />
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(7:30 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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(7:42 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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"If brains was dynamite, you couldn't blow your nose." (CB Gregory Roberts : DT Vera Smith)<br />
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Got a few, OK, well, two, but that is one more than I needed to finish up the night. On to two thousand! Or 2K as they say. The thing is, I avoid calling it 2K as to me, 2K is 2,048 and not 2,000. That would be an extra twelve hundred words when talking about a NaNo minimum novel. Well if you take a NaNo minimum novel was one which has the minimum number of words to be an official NaNoWriMo winner.<br />
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Gotta watch when you may be dealing with binary Ks and expecting decimal Ks. I bet you could lose space probes over matters like that.<br />
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Gentle reader, I am hungry. I needs ma food. I am going to try and get to two thousand before my food arrives though. That way, I can eat and then, after dinner, or supper, it could be supper I guess, I can type up the longhand part of today's output. Fun can' done.<br />
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(7:51 pm Nov 17, 2006)<br />
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Gentle reader, have you ever read my unfinished short piece that starts out talking about life in its many impestations? No? What about the one that starts out talking about it seems that foreigner wanted to go on a journey? No? Help me out here gentle reader, I am getting close.<br />
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Crossing the line / lines.<br />
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Fire, heat, burning.<br />
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Misty, dark, moonlight, warmth, coldness, chill.<br />
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Young love, true love, lasting love.<br />
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Being pushed too far.<br />
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Stars, clarity, smoothness.<br />
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Pulsing, pumping, intensity.<br />
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Palm trees outlines against a silver sea, scented breeze.<br />
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Searching for answers, growing, adversity.<br />
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Deep pools, eyes, veil, soft voice.<br />
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Out of focus, rain drops.<br />
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Well, gentle reader, what about another of my unfinished short pieces that starts out talking about the words that seem to have been gaining weight lately? No?What about my story about Time and Chance? Surely you must have read that one. No? Oh come on. I need help here.<br />
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The melody is in my heart.<br />
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The harmony is in my soul.<br />
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The rhythm it is in my blood.<br />
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I feel the music take control.<br />
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And I move.<br />
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Oh, and it seems like there is a gig tomorrow night, gentle reader, so I will be trying to write my allotment in the morning or at the write in. Set up and sound check after the write in and then a late night followed by a broke up Sunday most likely. I am not as young as I used to be and my body doesn't like me keeping late hours these days.<br />
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(8:07 pm Nov 17, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-71287359859877505752009-10-09T20:38:00.002-04:002009-10-09T20:38:18.508-04:0016. Sayings Nov 16 Thu(4:20 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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(4:42 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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I am trying, gentle reader, I am trying.<br />
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(5:12 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
<br />
No, really, I am. I don't know what has happened again today. I thought after yesterday that things might finally begin to pick up this year but things seem to have taken several steps back today.<br />
<br />
"Hey zotz, how you doin' ma bruddah?"<br />
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"Boom, is Bing with you or are you two hanging separate today?"<br />
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"Oh, he'll be along any minute now I figure. So, stop duckin' - how are you?"<br />
<br />
"Right here, right here. How are you?"<br />
<br />
"Oh, I'm just fine. I dropped in because I saw you were fighting with those blocks again. Is there anything I can do for you today?"<br />
<br />
"Well, Bruddah Boom, I would like to know if you and Bing knew about those two dragons messing with my characters behind my back."<br />
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"Now, zotz, don't take this wrong, but I do not recall."<br />
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"How can you not recall Boom?"<br />
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"I don't know zotz, I don't think we knew anything like that. I mean, if I did I think I would have told you about it, but I'm just not sure. Like I say, I don't recall."<br />
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(5:54 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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Petrosephas had been at home all day and he was going a little bit stir crazy. He knew he should not have gone out last night to meet Loqui after seeing the doctor. he shouldn't have, and he feared that he would pay a high price for it, but, no matter how high, he felt sure that it would be more than worth it.<br />
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Well, if things worked out that is. He did feel quite hopeful after last night, even if it did end up being a chaperoned date. <br />
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"So zotz, which characters were Nano and Drake messing with? Not Petro and Loqui, I take it, they seem to be doing fine lately, wouldn't you agree."<br />
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"That's just the thing Boom, I heard something the other day while showing gentle reader here their secret secret, under under ground laboratory. Something I am sure they never intended me to hear. I am not sure exactly what they were up to but they seem to have been doing something to keep Petro and Loqui apart and it seems that those two only got together because the two dragons messed up recently. The thing that really gets me though is that I think I overheard them planning to try and do something to break up Petro and Loqui after they have started making progress."<br />
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"No! No way zotz! Hey wouldn't do that."<br />
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"I wouldn't have believed it either if I hadn't seen and heard them for myself. I mean, it is almost like they are trying to wreak my novel this year. If Loqui and Petro don't make any progress, I am not sure how I am going to make any progress with 'Sayings'. I will have to take desperate measures. Perhaps one of those desperate measures should be to get rid of those dragons somehow."<br />
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(6:37 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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"Gal! Ya more scarce than gold!" (CB Petral Clarke : DT ??)<br />
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(7:23 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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"Zotz, you simply have to quit going off to la la land like that if you want to get through this tonight."<br />
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"OK, look, I am gonna try and sprint out some major quantities of wordliness right now Boom so try not to pay attention. It might hurt. Oh no, not you gentle reader, this is meant for you and it is guaranteed not to hurt readers. Well, not too much at least!"<br />
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(7:31 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
<br />
First, let's listen in on a part of a phone conversation between two persons unnamed.<br />
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"But Mum, you said you would be back by now, I have some things I want to talk to you about."<br />
<br />
"I know lovey, I intended to be back, but some unexpected issues came up that I had to deal with so I am not going to make it back for a least a few days."<br />
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"Mum, you promised."<br />
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"I'm sorry luv. I couldn't help it. I will come back as soon as I can. Cheer up, take some friends out to dinner, my treat."<br />
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"Sure Mum, fine."<br />
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Watch out! oh No! What was that? A Spontaneous Chicken Situation? I have heard of them before but never though I would actually see one in person. Are you alright gentle reader? I have hears of spontaneous combustion and spontaneous combruction, but I never dreamed of this. Who knew that this is what a Spontaneous Chicken Situation was like? None of the rumours even hinted at this.<br />
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All your base are belong to us so please, someone set up us the bomb.<br />
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No, gentle reader, I shall not tell you about Spontaneous Chicken Situations in Soviet Russia. And don't ask about hot grits or business plans and ??? and profit!<br />
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(7:50 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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Not much of a sprint so far, gotta buckle down.<br />
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My luck must be running out. I am not winning the lottery as much in my copious quantities of daily spam. For a while there, I was winning millions of dollars a minimum of several times a week. I would have liked to give some of my millions to charity but they all seem to warn me not to let on about my luck to anyone until everything is complete. The thing is, I am not sure I want to win that much in a lottery I haven't actually purchased tickets for. It just doesn't seem right. Something seems a bit fishy if you know what I mean.<br />
<br />
(8:01 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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I am getting a bunch of spam in languages I don't understand though. As a matter of fact, in character sets which I can only guess at.<br />
<br />
(8:07 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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I am desperate too.<br />
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Well it's just one more, white rabbit game<br />
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Yes it's just one more, white rabbit game<br />
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But I can't play it baby<br />
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It just keeps messin' with my brain<br />
<br />
(8:13 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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"For the want of company, in comes trumpery" (CB Stephanie Ritchie : DT ??)<br />
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(8:50 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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"Oh, zotz..."<br />
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"Look I'm fighting it OK! Leave me be for now. Please!"<br />
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No, not you gentle reader. Please, stay. Sit for a while. Have something cold. Or something hot.<br />
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The brain is licked up tight. I have to ramble if I have to but the brain doesn't even want to let me ramble. I will resist! With every fibre of my being. I will write. I will not stop writing. I will write till I reach my goal! I will.<br />
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I will write even if I have to ramble on for a thousand words. And not a thousand words on a thousand nights. And not a thousand words on the lips of a thousand knights. Not a thousand words on the lips of a thousand knights at night even. No! A thousand words on a single night. And not s single Knight around.<br />
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Oh no, gentle reader, these knights you see here are all married knights. There is not a single knight around the lot.<br />
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And no, none of the nights in question are Arabian nights and before you ask, none of the Knights are Arabian either. There is a knight here from the area around Kabul, but he traces his roots back to the Khans.<br />
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(9:00 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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How is that for an opening rabble? Good one, eh?<br />
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No, none of these knights are Knights of the Day either. That is a different story. At least so far, I think, and I hope it shall remain so.<br />
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My rambling got sidetrakcee again, Google almost did me in. Looking for Khan pictures and a disturbance in the time fields snuck up on me and pounced. I managed to fight it off after a major struggle though.<br />
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Let's see, Loqui had a great time last night. First with her cousin who was charming and was always fun to be around and then with "poor Petro" who showed up on crutches with his ankle taped. He hobbled in late and apologized. He asked if they were enjoying them selves and if the food and the service was to their liking.<br />
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Loqui said that hers was fantastic and wanted to know how he knew about this place the neither she nor her cousin had ever even heard of before. She noticed that Petro had looked a little uncomfortable when she asked that. He looked down and said something about it being new and by invitation only.<br />
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(9:19 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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Overall, she thought that the evening had been lovely and she was looking forward to going out with Petro again. This time without her cousin and hopefully without crutches.<br />
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She wanted to go back to that restaurant again too and try some of the other dishes that she had seen on the menu.<br />
<br />
(9:23 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Bullfrog dressed up in soldier's clothes." (CB Lia Ritchie : DT ??)<br />
<br />
Watch out fa dem crows froggy, dey ga yuck up ya wexation! Tings ain't ga turn out good fa you!<br />
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I tell you dat! Me, myself, an I tell you dat. Das tree vitness. You bes pay heed ta dat.<br />
<br />
(9:33 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
<br />
Gotta ramp up the rambling again.<br />
<br />
One thousand words, halfway home. The ramblalator. Ramble on over here. Gonna ramble again. On a Thursday night. No, I don't know any Knight named Thursday. I do know this metal worker who names all of his Welds after a day of the week though. Wednesday, I think it is. yes, he is a Bahamian welder. Why do you ask?<br />
<br />
(9:37 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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Yes, half a thousand words of ramblation and still going strong. Ramble man. Big Red Rambler.<br />
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Can she make a cherry pie, charming Billy?<br />
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London Bridge is falling down, My fair lady.<br />
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Mary, Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow?<br />
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Georgie Porgie, puddin' and pie, Kissed the girls and made them cry.<br />
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(9:52 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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Seems that rambler is slowing down in his rambles. Yes, well, perhaps I will go a roving instead then.<br />
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Let's see, where shall I go a roving? A roving and a wandering. Yes, gentle reader, I really am wondering where I sould go wandering. I am also wondering if I have used this poor excuse for a joke before. I am not sure it matters, I am not taking the time now to go back and check and I am not leaving it out just in case. So, if I have used it before, groan again like you did the first time and be glad that you are not writing your novel in an IRC channel.<br />
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So, let's go a roving over the sea, down New Zealand way where I hear there are icebergs a roving around.<br />
<br />
No, you don't want to go there? Too cold? OK, how about we try something closer to home. How about Kissimmee? 192?<br />
<br />
(10:04 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
<br />
Looks like a roving and a wandering is a dry well, back to rambling. Just a scant couple hundred more words for the day and we can hit the sack. Hit it like it's hard. Hard like dat. Hard like Saturday night. Uptown, downtown, fighting, carrying on, rambling, cruising, roaching, sporting, Saturday night. Just alright.<br />
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No, no, no. We have encountered time warps and temporal black holes, and rips in the very fabric of time, time unfolded even. but is not Saturday night right up in now. It is still Thursday night. Thankfully.<br />
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(10:11 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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Good thing I didn't note down the time a minute before.<br />
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Yeah, good thing you didn't step in the time either.<br />
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Can you actually step in time that has not yet been unfolded? Can you eat time if it has been seasoned right? If you threw time up against a wall, would it stick? I mean if you threw it really hard like. Really really hard like. No, really!<br />
<br />
If I gave you a single strand of time, I am sure that you could easily break it. If I were to give you seven strands of time one at a time, I am sure you could easily break all seven one after the other. But if I were to give you seven strands of time, expertly woven together, I doubt you could break them no matter how hard you tried.<br />
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(10:17 pm Nov 16, 2006)<br />
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Yes, well, so? I bet some of those old time ladies down by the straw market could weave seven strands of time for me just fine.<br />
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Goodnight, gentle reader. Sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite.<br />
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(10:21 pm Nov 16, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-17448447270581559502009-10-09T20:37:00.003-04:002009-10-09T20:37:39.236-04:0015. Sayings Nov 15 Wed(3:59 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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"I een do dat!" (CB Trevor Cuffy : DT ??)<br />
<br />
"OK, so Franke, I have gone over the list of names you gave me and I think I might have an alternative for you. I have asked around and put out some feelers around here and up north and I think I know most of those people's people. I think I might be able to talk to some people and get most of those people to lay off. Not to forgive the debts you understand, I am not going to ask them to do that for your boy. But I will ask them to give time.If anyone refuses, we can bring a little pressure to bear. Worst comes to worst, we have to find that money quicker. If you have to have a steak out, you have to have a steak out. That's gonna be a tough sell though. Let's hope it doesn't come to that."<br />
<br />
"Bill, I don't know how to thank you enough. I will pray that it doesn't come down to a steak out for any of it. I really don't want to face that either. Like I say, I wouldn't mind having a steak out if he was sick or injured, but doing it for this just doesn't seem right to me. I will do it if I have to to protect him, but I sure hope I don't have to. What would his poor mother think? If only she was still with us."<br />
<br />
(4:20 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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"She was a fine woman Franke, a fine woman. I always say that she was taken too soon. Too soon. I don't know what she saw in a bad head like you though. You know if I wasn't hooked up tight with Jatenka Curry when you were courting Debra I would have roached her from you."<br />
<br />
Franke leaned back, stuck his head out of the open window and shouted to the neighbourhood, "We have a dreamer of dreams amoung us people. Run come see!"<br />
<br />
(4:31 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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"Man, Franke, why you go an do dat? Now I een ga get no rest fa people comin round here tryin ta get some clue what number ta buy. I don't need dat."<br />
<br />
"Chile Bill, hushup yaseff, you know errybody done gat a dream book a dere own if dey is numbers people. Dey don't need ta bother you."<br />
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"Franke, you sure you is Bahamian? You don't know dese people hey? I thought dese were your people."<br />
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"Yeah well anyway, een no way in dis world you was ga roach Debra from me. Een nobody was up fa dat. I tell you dat my own self! Nobody! We had a thing going on."<br />
<br />
(4:41 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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"Anyway, Franke, I know you still miss her and I am sorry for that. Give me a few more days to speak to some people like I say and I will get back to you on this. Listen, I need to leave for the track soon. You doing anything? You wanna come down there with me and chill and we can grab a bite after?"<br />
<br />
"I can do that, let me just run home and grab a few things first. You wanna come with me now? You want me to dash home and dash right back here, or you wanna meet over at the track?"<br />
<br />
I will come with you now, just let me pack a few things in my bag first."<br />
<br />
(4:46 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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"Stick with me and I ga learn ya!" (CB Caroline Albury : DT David Albury)<br />
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(6:05 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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Petro was out on his run. Pickle time. He had found another dill by his front door when he got home this afternoon after work. This one had pipe cleaner arms and legs and a mini t-shirt with the words "Shake da Dilly Tree" on the front in tiny letters. It had a face of sorts made from who knows what, he couldn't yet identify the materials, and it seemed to have that same little tooth pick flag from the other day saying "It's pickle time."<br />
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Petro ran on the right side of the road facing the oncoming traffic. He had on his reflector vest again. He was out on East Bay heading west. He tried to be very careful as people tended to speed on the way home from work.<br />
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Tonight, between the breeze and the pickle mystery his mind was wandering off more than usual. Usually, though, the oncoming head lights snapped him back to the hear and now.<br />
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It was a good thing too, a car came too close and he had to run into the bush. Everything would have been fine except that he stood on a loose rock and twisted his ankle before he pitched down head first into a small sea grape tree and some more rocks.<br />
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(6:17 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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He was a bit stunned and lay there half on the ground and half in the bush for a while trying to get his bearings. After a while, he felt OK so he tried to get up. His left ankle would not co-operate with his plans. It gave out when he tried to support his weight and he almost fell again. It sent him a strong and painful message for his trouble as well.<br />
<br />
"Man, just what I need, miles from home and only one good foot. Well, I better get going if I am going to have to hop all the way home. Maybe I can limp along instead," he said to himself, "ouch! Mudda take sick!""<br />
<br />
Then he remembered that he had his cell in his pocket and decided to call around and see if he could find someone to come pick him up.<br />
<br />
He took it out of his pocket and pressed talk. No dice. It refused to come on. "What? I fell that hard? Just what I need. Oh well, back to plan one."<br />
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(6:29 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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"The devil and his wife are fighting over potcake." (CB Allison Collie : DT ??)<br />
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Loqui stepped out of the shower on to the bath mat and reached for the large towel on the rack. As she moved, she left foot print shaped wet spots on the bath mat. Loqui liked her showers hot. The whole bath room was steamed up. She smiled. She looked in the mirror but all she saw there was a vague image that must have been her but was unrecognizable as such.<br />
<br />
Loqui was looking forward to going out with Petrosephas for dinner tonight.<br />
<br />
The funny thing was that it was her cousin that had called to set up the dinner. When he had called, he had seemed a bit hesitant.<br />
<br />
"What is it Big Byte?" she had asked.<br />
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"Well, Cuz, it's like this, I don't know if I should ask you this, but here goes. You know that guy who you have been refusing to talk to for a few years now? Petro?"<br />
<br />
"Yes, I know who you mean."<br />
<br />
"Well, are you still not talking to him?"<br />
<br />
"You know Cuz, I don't really know. I have ended up talking to him a few times lately and it hasn't been all that bad, but it seems hard to just change my mind so fast after having it set so hard for so long."<br />
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"Well, he called me the other day. He told me that you two had talked a few times and asked if I would help him out."<br />
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"Well, go on."<br />
<br />
"Well, he asked me to try and set up a dinner between the two of you."<br />
<br />
Loqui thought that that was cute if a bit odd, "I didn't know you two were such good friends."<br />
<br />
"You know Loqui, that's the weird thing, we're not that close. I know him, I see him at the LUG meetings once in a while, I will say hi if I see him in the street, but we are certainly not friends. I can't figure out why he would call me, but he did."<br />
<br />
(6:58 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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"Go on."<br />
<br />
"Well, I don't know why I agreed, but I did and I am calling. Would you like to go out to dinner with him tonight? He said to tell you that he knows that it is short notice but to please consider it and that you could go some where down town and that you could get home early."<br />
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Loqui smiled again. She didn't know why, but she had said yes. She didn't know why, but she was looking forward to going to dinner with him."<br />
<br />
(7:01 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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She thought that perhaps one of the Greek places might be nice. He had offered to let her choose, but she had told her cousin to tell him to surprise her. She wondered where they would end up.<br />
<br />
(7:12 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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There were some nice places near by and to tell the truth, any of them would be fine. There were a few places around here that she did not care for and she trusted that they would not and up at any of them.<br />
<br />
"A word to the wise is sufficient." (CB Sherle Knowles : DT Kellen and Jarrod Knowles)<br />
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Loqui jumped a bit as she pulled up her jeans and then tucked in her white cotton blouse. She slipped her feet into her current favourite pair of shoes. A pair of Clarks casuals that she had ordered over the net.<br />
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She sat down and took out her sketch book to pass some time and wait for Petro to come.<br />
<br />
(8:23 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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Loqui was beginning to be a bit more than annoyed. Petro was supposed to be by to get her at eight o'clock.<br />
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(8:29 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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The doorbell sounded. "Just a second!" Loqui closed her sketchbook and went to the door. "What kept you? Oh, what are you doing here Cuz? I was expecting Petrosephas but he is not here yet?"<br />
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"Well Loqui, he may not be coming at all. He had an accident while out running tonight. He is down at the hospital now getting his ankle looked at. He called me a while a go and asked me to come by and take you to dinner on his tab. He may join us at the restaurant later if all goes well."<br />
<br />
"Well, it was nice of you to do that for him. I appreciate it."<br />
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"I'm not just doing it for him, I am doing it for you too as well as for myself, I haven't been out for a nice meal for a good while now."<br />
<br />
(8:37 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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"So, where are we going? Do you know? You said he might join us later so do you know or is he going to call and find out where we went?"<br />
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"Cuz, it is a bit strange, I know where we are going, but I don't know where it is exactly."<br />
<br />
"What is that supposed to mean?"<br />
<br />
"Well, it is someplace I have never heard of or been before but he gave me directions."<br />
<br />
(8:49 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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"OK, so where is it?"<br />
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"He said that you wanted to be surprised and that I should surprise you so I think I will, it sounds like fun."<br />
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(8:55 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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They walked up to a beat up door on a side street and knocked. A little panel slid back and eyes looked out.<br />
<br />
"Speak people!"<br />
<br />
"Food for the body, food for the soul."<br />
<br />
"Just a second."<br />
<br />
The door opened and a very large man in a formal suit welcomed them and passed them through. They walked down a long hall and then came to another closed door. They knocked again. Another panel slid back. More eyes.<br />
<br />
"Who's ya people?"<br />
<br />
"All a we people is one."<br />
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The door opened, "Pass friends, right down those stairs please."<br />
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(9:14 pm Nov 15, 2006)<br />
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"Cuz, this place is fantastic, how come I never heard of this before?"<br />
<br />
"Ain't that the truth, Loqui, how can a place like this fly under the radar? I have never even heard a hint about anything like this being here. We seem to be in for an interesting night.<br />
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(9:18 pm Nov 15, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-89045538328697849532009-10-09T20:37:00.000-04:002009-10-09T20:37:03.820-04:0014. Sayings Nov 14 Tue(4:55 pm Nov 14, 2006)<br />
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(7:12 pm Nov 14, 2006)<br />
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Whoa Nellie! Serious time disturbance there. <br />
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"Loose goat don't know what tie goat feel." (CB Matthew Kelly : DT ??)<br />
<br />
I need to take some time now to catch you up on a few things gentle reader. Due to the time issues involved in the writing of this novel and in life in general right now, I have been unable to keep you up to date on things at the proper times. Sorry about that.<br />
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Now, last night when Petro got back home, the pickle was gone. So was the little flag on the tooth pick.<br />
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"It's pickle time."<br />
<br />
He was caught by the oddity of the whole thing. Pickle time. he opened his front door and noticed a piece of paper on the floor. Someone must have slipped it under the door. He picked it up and looked at it. There was a picture of a pickle with arms and legs dressed like a gangster from the old movies. A hat cocked off to the side. A stogie. A tommy gun. There was a little cartoon speech bubble that said, "It's pickle time!"<br />
<br />
This was getting interesting. Pickle time...<br />
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<br />
(7:22 pm Nov 14, 2006)<br />
<br />
Let's leave pickle time for a while and go back to the happenings on that mega yacht from a few days ago. It turns out that there was a microwave oven in the room where the meeting was taking place. Even stranger, there was a penguin in the microwave oven. Now when I say the penguin was in the microwave oven, he was not in the part where things get put to get cooked. Nope, not at all. He was back in with the electronics. Now, gentle reader, the penguin in question was named Fryer Tucks.<br />
<br />
Fryer Tucks was a sort of poor man's secret agent type of penguin. When he introduced himself or people were told who he was, they often thought that he was that other Tux that was caught up in that Linux deal. He was of two minds about that. Sometimes it bugged him and sometimes it made him laugh. In any case, he wasn't related to that other penguin at all, but he had never once said or done anything to disabuse anyone of their notions in the matter. <br />
<br />
(7:34 pm Nov 14, 2006)<br />
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A few people even thought that he was one of Robin Hood's men. What a hoot!<br />
<br />
So, gentle reader, Tucks was hiding out in the microwave oven. Spying on that meeting. Learning things that he wasn't supposed to know. Things that no one outside of that cabin was supposed to know. Things that could get a body killed. Or worse.<br />
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We will explore the implications of the good Fryer's spying at a future time.<br />
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I need to take you now to somewhere where we should not go.<br />
<br />
You have already been exposed to the dragon's secret underground cave. We are going to go there, but when we get there, we are going to go to their secret secret, under under ground laboratory. No not their secret secret, under under ground lavatory. There is a secret secret secret, under under under ground lavatory, but it is down one more level. Through a hidden trap door under a treasure piled on a flying carpet. <br />
<br />
(7:52 pm Nov 14, 2006)<br />
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"Mouth could say anything." (CG Godfrey Kelly : DT ??)<br />
<br />
As we sneak into their secret secret, under under ground laboratory, we find Nano and Drake hard at work over a work surface cluttered with more stuff than you can shake a stick at. Chemicals, electronics and electrical parts, shiny stones, dried plant matter, subaqueous and superaqueous, subterranean and superterranean. <br />
<br />
This, gentle reader, is where they cook up the smells and other designs and devices which they use to further their people dividing activities.<br />
<br />
Quiet, gentle reader, we do not want them to suspect we are here.<br />
<br />
"Hey Nano, those directed late blooming smells we were using to keep Petro and Loqui apart were working out quite well don't you think?"<br />
<br />
"Yes, Drake, they were working fine as far as I am concerned."<br />
<br />
"The thing is, I have been thinking that there might be some ways to improve on things. I have been bummed ever since that night we slipped up and let those two speak to each other like that. I keep wanting to go back even now and mess with things between those two."<br />
<br />
"I hate to admit this Drake, but me too. Do you think it would be worth trying? We might not be found out. I hate to be defeated by a moment's inattention like that."<br />
<br />
(8:16 pm Nov 14, 2006)<br />
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"You know what Nano? Let's do it! Let's take that chance. You only live once!"<br />
<br />
"Nano! Drake! What? Are you two working against me this year? What is the meaning of this?"<br />
<br />
"Huh... zotz? What are you doing here? How did you get in here? Zotz! Who is that with you. I don't believe this! You brought Gentle into our secret secret, under under ground laboratory? How could you!"<br />
<br />
"Oh no you don't! Don't even try that! No changing the subject on me guys. What in the world have you been doing messing with my other characters without my knowledge?"<br />
<br />
(8:22 pm Nov 14, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Get out! And take Gentle with you. Don't you ever come up in here again! this is secret. You can't go revealing dragon secrets like that! Don't you know anything about the code?"<br />
<br />
"Oh, I'll go alright, and I will take my friend here with me. Who knows that you might try to do to him if I left him alone with you. And a book would be nothing without its readers. just remember one thing boys... Although readers are essential to a novel, characters come and characters go."<br />
<br />
"Is that supposed to be some sort of a threat zotz? You know Nano, I think that was meant to be a threat. Zotz, you two better go before we get hot! Trust me on this."<br />
<br />
"Yeah, yeah. Come on, gentle reader, I've got places to go and people to see and I will clue you in on a few more things tonight.<br />
<br />
(8:29 pm Nov 14, 2006)<br />
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"Its not what ya know, it's who ya know. "CB Duane Roberts : DT ??)<br />
<br />
Now, on to Danger. We left her in a situation the other night. A situation where she was soon to be in danger. Danger in danger. Almost as good as the banana mystery.<br />
<br />
Well, you know they say oil and water don't mix. I am here to tell you what hair dryer and water don't mix either. Especially not plugged in hair dryer. Them two don't mix at all.<br />
<br />
Danger came close to being served in that helpful establishment that night. Luckily for her, her reflexes were still sharp even after she had been through all that she had been through that day.<br />
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Doc and Nipps on the other hand, weren't so lucky. They are in a certain private hospital as we speak, being attended by certain doctors. They are in the intensive care unit should you wish to visit. Ask for the patients that are pests. You should be directed to their location if they are still there when you go to visit. You could always call ahead to see if they have survived or been discharged so as not to waste a trip.<br />
<br />
(9:20 pm Nov 14, 2006)<br />
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Danger was sorry to see her two new acquaintances injured in that manner. Especially since she rightly felt partly responsible. I hear she is up at Elbow Cay still, hitting the juice pretty hard. Perhaps if you can't get by to see Doc and Nipps, you could swing by up that way and see if you can gently console her. I hear tell that all cows eat grass so you might want to take a few bales with you.<br />
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So seriously gentle reader, have you signed up with nanowrimo.org and started a novel of your very own yet? You don't have to do the banana mystery book if you don't want, I was only trying to be helpful, not bossy.<br />
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9:29 pm Nov 14, 2006)<br />
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I don't know if you have ever seen a tipsy cow before gentle reader, but it is not a pretty sight. It is a sight to behold though. And further more, such a cow renders cow tipping little more than child's play. The challenge is gone. The thrill is gone. Don't even bother. Anyone who sees you tip a tipsy cow will laugh at you and not at the tipping cow. Then they will spread nasty rumours about you on the blogs. And if one of them happened to video tape the incident... You are in big trouble. There could be peter bites of you streamed all through the tubes of teh intarweb. Perhaps even more than that. Those fifteen minutes of fame will be unbearable.<br />
<br />
"One hand can't wash." (CB Laverne Gardiner : DT ??)<br />
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Yeah, but you should hear the sound of one hand clapping in the woods when there is no one there to hear it!<br />
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You may think that this is impossible, but I have reliable evidence that there are bugs everywhere in the woods. Think about it.<br />
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(9:42 pm Nov 14, 2006)<br />
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(9:52 pm Nov 14, 2006)<br />
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I can't afford to let the time get slippery again tonight. It was very slippery earlier. Just about five hundred words to go now gentle reader. I'm five hundred words from my goal. Sometimes it seems like I am in gaol but that is another thing all together. No, I am not in my all together at this time. I do have to shower before I go to bed still, but I hope to reach that elusive goal before I get wet tonight. That is one reason I can't afford to let time get too slippery for the rest of the night. I can't afford to go to bed with wet hair where I am still not fully recovered from being sick for so long now.<br />
<br />
So, what else should we look at before the day is done? Loqui? Chloe? Bruddah Bing and Bruddah Boom? Bill Techero and Franke Rolle?<br />
<br />
Chloe was not used to men treating her like Petro was. Usually they jumped to please her. At least in the beginning. Especially when they knew who she was. Petro was not behaving according to her expectations. It was aggravating. Totally. She would have to talk to her mother about him when she got back from Outer Mongolia. Chloe's mother was on a world tour inspecting the family's holdings in the blue nylon thread industry. These holdings were vast. They formed the foundations of her family's enormous wealth.<br />
<br />
(10:04 pm Nov 14, 2006)<br />
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What follows if from the highly respected book 'The History and Economics of Blue Nylon Thread' quoting an earlier article 'Concerning The Establishment Of A Blue Thread Factory In Outer Mongolia'.<br />
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[We intend to take every financial advantage upon which we can pounce in the year to come. Our plans call for us to play a major role in the supply of nylon and blue colouring to the factory. We also intend to be a major purchaser of the finished product of the factory. Then of course there are power requirements, labour requirements, security requirements (especially in light of the fact that the LQZ has recently destroyed the blue thread factory in Niger-hamath), data facility requirements, etc. The opportunities seem endless at the present time. ]<br />
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And from the same source.<br />
<br />
[There remains at least one major hurdle - can we help the people of Outer Mongolia to strike a profitable bargain with the Lithuanians? Our intelligence assessments indicate that it will be possible to bring about a reasonable contract after prolonged negotiations. (Perhaps we should employ the services of Kissntell.) Our plans will amount to naught if an agreement is unable to be reached.]<br />
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It was unknown at the time, but Chloe's family pounced first and they pounced faster and harder than any other group in the known world. That other groups alien investors never came through which slowed them down tremendously.<br />
<br />
(10:11 pm Nov 14, 2006)<br />
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So gentle reader, I think I will leave you here tonight. There are things to ponder in what has been revealed today. Ponder deeply I might add. Good luck.<br />
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Good night.<br />
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(10:14 pm Nov 14, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-28016435493135233642009-10-09T20:35:00.005-04:002009-10-09T20:35:57.139-04:0013. Sayings Nov 13 Mon(2:25 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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"You bes catch yourself!" (CB Chad Roberts : DT ??)<br />
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Well, gentle reader, the dreaded no voltage blues has struck! I am writing this longhand on old three ring binder paper. Who knows, it may even be from back in my school days!<br />
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I was just finishing a late lunch, I had the computer on and was getting ready to ssh in to the box that I write from and BAM! BEC shut me down. Hard!<br />
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Now, while it might have made sense on the weekend to drive in to another location to keep on writing, that does not hold with weekday traffic in play.<br />
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On top of that I am still short three sayings for today so in a little while, I am going to have to take a break from this inspiring prose and go hustle up a few more sayings. If only I would have had this bright idea in time to get all the needed sayings in hand before November began.<br />
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(2:34 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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Man oh man, this is crazy. I am now reduced to counting the words on the paper by hand. Ouch!<br />
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The thing is, gentle reader, that I need to do this as I want to go to band practice tonight and I will not have the time if I don't get my writing done now. I got none done this morning so I am up against the proverbial wall about now.<br />
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The weird thing is, gentle reader, that when you get to read this, even if you are in ##zotz on irc.freenode.net, you will not be reading it when I am writing it and beyond that, if I ever release the IRC logs, the time stamps in the logs will not be anywhere near close to the times I am recording while I am writing this. And so we encounter the time warp again. Is the fabric of time unfolding?<br />
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The banana. The banana is a wondrous fruit. I mean, it grows on banana trees. It grows on banana trees, but prepackaged, ready to travel and ready to eat as it were.<br />
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((2:50 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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It breaks down like this. A banana tree will grow a bunch of bananas. Now when I say a bunch of bananas, I don't mean to imply a lot of bananas, although, come to think of it, that is probably why a bunch of bananas is called a bunch of bananas. Be that as it may, a bunch in this case is not just another way of saying a lot. No, in this case, a bunch is a technical term. A scientific type term.<br />
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Now each bunch of bananas will be made up of multiple hands of bananas. A hand of bananas is a technical or scientific type term for the smaller groupings of bananas which, when put together go to make up a bunch of bananas. Actually, it is not when put together. They grow pre put together. You can separate a bunch into hands, but you can't really assemble hands into a bunch. <br />
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Now, each hand of bananas will be made up of multiple individual bananas. The bananas form the fingers of the hand as it were. All of which come prepackaged in their own individual banana skins. It is an amazing system really.<br />
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On top of that, the banana tastes great!<br />
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Another plus is that the banana is versatile.<br />
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(3:00 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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I mean, you can just peel it and eat it right out of the skin. You can boil it. You can fry it up in a pan. You can bake it. You can split it. You can even flambe it. Use your imagination. Use a cook book. Use the internet.<br />
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"Where ignorance is bliss, tis folly to be wise." (CB Naomi Sands : DT Bill Hayling)<br />
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And that is just the eating part. there is the cooking and serving part. There is the shelter part. And let's not forget the suckers. No. When it comes to tha banana, suckers are vitally important. Why, without suckers, the banana would likely not long continue upon this earth. And what a loss that would be gentle reader. What a loss!<br />
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You know, gentle reader, if you are one of the people on this earth who are not taking part in the National Novel Writing Month contest right now, and you think you might like to write a novel of your own, and yet you fear it may be too late and you don't know where to begin... I bet you might have a good shot at it if you were to sign up right away and take as your title: 'The Banana Mystery, Or What Happened To All The Suckers?'<br />
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(3:21 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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(3:30 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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Well, the house was getting a bit hot without even a fan so I moved outside to the front yard. There is the slightest hint of a cool breeze trying to get my attention.<br />
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So, gentle reader, what do you think? Are you going to throw caution to the wind and sign up for the contest with week three almost upon us and try to win with flying colours by writing the banana mystery? If you put it under some sort of copyleft type license, I will look forward to reading it. If you happen to be reading this in 'not-near-real-time' then why don't you try for it in the upcoming contest?<br />
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Petro was becoming a bit concerned. Chloe was contacting him a bit too much. I mean, a pretty girl like her paying him so much attention was flattering and all but things were getting out of hand. Numerous phone calls, emails, instant messages, IRC chats, video calls, and so on were beginning to feel a bit over the top.<br />
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(3:38 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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He was beginning to grow tired of the interruptions at work and, if the truth be told, at home as well. He was certainly happy that she didn't have his cell phone number.<br />
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Since yesterday, she had been trying to convince him to fly to London. She was talking of him doing some modeling gig for a friend of hers who was a photographer. When he objected to the expense, she had had multiple answers lying in wait. She would buy his ticket for him. Or perhaps even send her dad's jet aeroplane down to get him. Plus, he would earn a lot as the gig payed well. When he asked how much and she told him, his jaw dropped. It was tempting. If he could clear that kind of money, he could come back and take a year off from his job and put the time into some projects he wanted to get off the ground.<br />
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Why was he thinking of looking this gift horse in the mouth? Well, it sounded too good to be true, and that made him nervous. Then there was this new development with Loqui and he wanted to stay on top of that situation. There was no real breakthrough as yet that he could point to, but he felt the presence of encouraging signs. He did not want to miss his possibilities there.<br />
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(3:52 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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On the other hand, that amount of money was nothing to sneeze at if it was legit. On the surface, Chloe seemed like a nice young woman. She was good looking. She was funny. She was loaded.<br />
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Then again, Loqui was the future Mrs. Stone so why risk messing that up with Chloe?<br />
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(4:00 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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"In times of prosperity, Good friends are plenty. In times of adversity, Not one in twenty." (CB Gerald Cash : DT ??)<br />
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Well, gentle reader, I am past halfway to my daily goal and the power is still off. (Come on BEC, get your act together will you!) The power is still off and I am still writing this out longhand. I hope that when the power comes back on and it is time for me to type this in that I can actually read my own hand writing. There is a possibility that I won't be able to. You know what? At the end of the month, I will scan these pages in and post them somewhere on the net for you to see what I mean gentle reader. If I get a chance, I might do it before the end of the month.<br />
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So, gentle reader, have you started in on the banana mystery yet? What am I talking about? Of course not! How dumb can I get? Unless you have some sort of super duper powers that is... Hmmmm!<br />
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I hear the generators running in the neighbourhood. Man, I need to get me one that can run the whole house for times like these and, more importantly, for after the big blows. The thing is, I really would like to find some alternative energy type solution. That would be much nicer than either diesel or propane.<br />
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Interesting, a little banana bird just flew up and perched on a branch to keep me company for a while. Oh, a couple of them are chasing each other around the yard chirping as they go. I also hear a dove cooing.<br />
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(4:31 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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It seems like someone just sneaked in and oiled up the time gentle reader. Or some thing like that! Cause all I know is that it seems to have gotten mighty slippery all of a sudden!<br />
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(4:41 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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Yes, time is slippery all of a sudden, slippery and a slipping and a sliding away. Let's just hope it is now braking and not accelerating. Now, I am aware, gentle reader, that scientifically they are both examples of accelerating as acceleration is a change in velocity. So that when you are slowing down you are, scientifically speaking at least, accelerating and when you are speeding up you are also accelerating.<br />
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Now, gentle reader, depending on your background, it may surprise you to hear me say that when you are in your car and you mash down on the brakes t hat you accelerate. Well, some of you driving around in these bondo boxes might have a different tale to tell, but we will not go there. That is a tale that you can tell for your own self.<br />
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(4:49 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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"I never died a winter yet." (CB Fay Knowles : DT??)<br />
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Gentle reader, if that surprises you, here is something else that will likely surprise you as well. If you happen to be going around a bend, you are likewise definitely accelerating! Even if you are doing a steady thirty miles per hour. (Or whatever your preferred units of vehicular speed are.)<br />
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(5:50 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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Well, gentle reader, the power is back on for about fifteen minutes now. I am still not typing this in the IRC channel just yet as I cannot spare the time yet to type in all that I have just written longhand and if I start putting this into IRC right now, then my works will get even more wonked than it is now. That would not do.<br />
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So, four to five hundred more words to go and I am not sure I am having fun yet today. I do know that typing in what I have down on paper is going to be no fun at all...<br />
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Let me go on the NaNo forums and see if I can quickly find a cool dare to help me reach two thousand in short order.<br />
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(5:53 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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Petro had gotten home just after five and was just heading out now for his run, dark had settled in and so once again he was in his reflector vest. As he finished locking his front door and was about to turn around, something green caught his eye. Down on the stoep by the door.<br />
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When he looked, it was a large dill pickle with a tooth pick in it with a little flag on it. He stooped down to pick it up and read the flag.<br />
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"It's pickle time."<br />
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What in the world did that mean? Who in the world could have left that there and how did they leave it there since he came home without him noticing anyone?<br />
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Petro loved pickles and was just about to take a big bite when he caught himself. It wasn't that it was dirty as it was resting on a paper plate when he found it. It was just that who knew if it had been doctored by some nut job. The possibilities as to what one could do to a pickle were vast. Even if you eliminated the good things you could do to a pickle, the bad possibilities were still vast. It was not worth biting a pickle of unknown provenance.<br />
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"It's pickle time."<br />
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What was up with that? Pickle time? Pickle time? Huh?<br />
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He put the pickle back down on the stoep and went off on his run. He would deal with it when he got back.<br />
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He headed out. After walking for a bout five minutes, he stopped to stretch at the side of the road, using a wall and a street sign as supports. His stretching finished, he started east at a slow jog.<br />
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(6:27 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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(9:23 pm Nov 13, 2006)<br />
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The No Voltage Blues<br />
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I got the no voltage blues<br />
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I got the no voltage blues<br />
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Yeah, B.E.C. is messin with me<br />
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I got the no voltage blues<br />
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Ouch, come home at around nine o'clock after band practice, no gentle reader, I am not in the band, but I do go to practice. Anyway, before I can get into the house to type in today's work, Bam Sookie! the power went out again! How many hours this time I wonder...<br />
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Oh well, perhaps I can get some sleep.<br />
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(9:25 pm Nov 13, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-46290439030023840302009-10-09T20:35:00.002-04:002009-10-09T20:35:19.438-04:0012. Sayings Nov 12 Sun(7:25 am Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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"It's gonna get worse before it gets better." (CB Penny Roberts : DT Don Joss)<br />
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Man I hope not.<br />
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Three hundred and seventy one million six hundred and thirty seven thousand six hundred and twenty three words so far this month for the NaNo writing crowd. Wow. I wonder how this stacks up to the same time last year. Total and average. I am sure the figure is somewhat higher as it doesn't include everyone's words that have been written between the last time they updated their word counts and now.<br />
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I really don't need this novel to get worse before it gets better. It has kind of been worse from the start. Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder they say.<br />
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(8:00 am Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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(8:47 am Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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Well, what is to become of today gentle reader?<br />
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Oh no! It is getting worse. Not in the way I had feared though. It seems my net connection is on the fritz. This is gonna wreak havoc with my planned writing method if I let it. Luckily I have quickly switched to offline writing mode and will copy this into the IRC channel when the connection comes back.<br />
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"Don't you mean IF zotzy?"<br />
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"Bing, let's not go there."<br />
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Well, gentle reader, the connection is back. It got hung though. Screen to the rescue.<br />
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You can learn about screen here gentle reader. ( http://www.gnu.org/software/screen/ ) It provides interesting possibilities.<br />
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What I had to do after my net connection came back was to ssh into the remote box again, become root via su, kill the previous ssh login session and then drop out of root and do a screen -r and bam sookie! I was right back where I was when the connection dropped. Then I just copied and pasted from my local AbiWord which was where I switched to writing when the cable modem connection dropped. That done, I just picked right back up writing in the IRC channel. Joy.<br />
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(8:59 am Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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And pain. Actually it was more like pain and joy but I am not sure that has the same ring to it as joy and pain.<br />
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Doc and Nipps decided to take a little break from Guana and flew over to Hope Town. When they arrived, there was a rather large combruction going on. There was a cow up at the top of the famous candy stripe lighthouse.<br />
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( http://images.google.com/images?hl=en&sa=N&resnum=0&q=hope%20town%20lighthouse&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8&tab=wi )<br />
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No one knew where it had come from or how it had got up to the top of the lighthouse, but there it was. Walking around up at the top there, stopping every once in a while to gaze out towards the mainland.<br />
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Doc and Nipps decided to look into the matter for themselves.<br />
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(9:11 am Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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They left the mangrove branch where they were sitting and flew up to the top of the lighthouse tower.<br />
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"Good morning madam, lovely weather we are having today, are you enjoying the view?"<br />
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"Yes, quite, thank you, but I would ask that neither you nor your small friend there come any closer. I have a tail and I know how to use it!"<br />
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"Madam, we wouldn't dream of it, we have just eaten."<br />
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"Well, that's different then, what can I do for you two this fine day?"<br />
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"First I believe, introductions are in order. I am Doc and my friend here is known as Nipps and we have the honour of addressing?"<br />
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"I am Ayr Danger Kyne but people call me Danger, and rightly so I might add."<br />
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"Madam, we are here to inquire on a point that is of interest to the whole town below. How, madam, did you come to be here at the top of this tower and where did you come from?"<br />
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(9:22 am Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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"Well, gentlemen, I hail from Scotland and how I came to be here I am not certain. I remember I was being lifted by a helicopter for some unknown reason and I seem to recall a lorry passing by with a picture of this edifice on its side when the harness gave way. the next thing I know is that I was rising above the water just out that way."<br />
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"A poor craftsman blames his work on his tools." (CB Tim Maher : DT ??)<br />
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(9:28 am Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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"Madam, that is a strange tale."<br />
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"I will thank you not to make such familiar remarks on my anatomy good sirs."<br />
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"Oh no madam, far be it from us to do anything of the sort. I was commenting on your anecdote and not to your posterior."<br />
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"I beg your pardon!"<br />
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"Sorry, please, what happened next?"<br />
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"Well, gravity. Gravity happened next. I stopped rising and fell back into the water. With nary a splash I might add. I used to be on the diving team back on the farm when I was a wee calf."<br />
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"Were you injured at all?"<br />
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"Oh no, I simply swam to shore right about there and came up to investigate this tower as it was the last thing in my mind before the strangeness. I found the door open and came on up to see what I could see."<br />
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(9:37 am Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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(9:58 am Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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What? It took that long to post a little follow up to the dare in the forums. That is crazy!<br />
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Well, gentle reader, this morning we can find Petro sitting up in that spot up east. That spot where he sat in the same spot Loqui sat to paint her painting of Rose Island. Sitting in that Spot and thinking. Thinking about yesterday. Thinking about changes. Changes and strangers.<br />
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Petro was always fascinated by the interconnections in this land. Six degrees of separation was overkill for the islands. Probably more like two degrees down here, especially if you confined yourself to the natives or long time residents.<br />
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Interconnections and hookups. And co-incidences. Beautiful, fortuitous, co-incidence. Beautiful, fortuitous, Loqui.<br />
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(10:20 am Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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(12:42 pm Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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"I'm bearing up chile, I'm bearing up." (CB Susan Thompson : DT Leonard Thompson)<br />
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Well, gentle reader, let us shift our attention once again to the happenings over at the Hope Town lighthouse. As we arrive, we notice that the town is fairly overflowing with people. The harbour is jam packed with boats to over flowing. Yes, more boats were moored beyond the harbour. Word had spread up and down the cays and the mainland settlements and everyone was on the move, coming to see the cow in the tower.<br />
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As we focus our attention to the top of the tower we can see that Danger is becoming decidedly agitated. If danger was a bull instead of a cow, you should have to say that he was as happy as a penguin in a microwave, however, since Danger was indeed a cow and not a bull, yes, Danger was a bona fide member of the Bovini tribe alright, but one of the feminine persuasion and so one would have to say that she was as happy as a penguin in a microwave.<br />
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(12:55 pm Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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And gentle reader, just in case you are not familiar with the relationships between penguins and microwave ovens, let me assure you that Danger was none too happy. Listen, can you move those refrigerators for me gentle reader? And while you're at it, check to make sure that there are no penguins in their freezer sections will you?<br />
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What's this? What is Doc saying to Danger?<br />
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"Danger, calm down, it's like all of a sudden you are as happy as a penguin in a microwave."<br />
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"Hey doc, I wouldn't say that she was as happy as a penguin in a microwave. I would say she was as happy as a pig in a smoke house."<br />
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"Nipps, let me deal with her without interruptions please."<br />
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(1:02 pm Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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(7:27 pm Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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Oops, before I can even start, I have to run out and go to a party, I will probably want to stay for a good while, but I will have to leave early and come back here to get out my quota. I still have quite a way to go.<br />
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Ouch.<br />
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(7:29 pm Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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(9:42 pm Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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Double ouch.<br />
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Well, I just got back from a party, nice. Hanging out for a while with a bunch of creative types is not a bad thing to do once in a while. Perhaps often even. If I ever start doing such a thing often, I will try and let you know.<br />
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Time is running out for the day gentle reader and so, while I will not ask you to suspend your disbelief for the rest of the night, I will ask that you enjoy the mayhem.<br />
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So, like I say, two parties today and a serious behind problem. I am not talking haulin' trailer problem neither.<br />
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Now, gentle reader, here is the thing, I know that you are most concerned with Danger and what happened out in Abaco today.<br />
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Well, sip sip say that this one cow that was up in the lighthouse all day finally came down on its own accord.<br />
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Now the inside scoop that I can let you in on is that she did not come down on her own accord at all. No, it was Doc and Nipps that finally convinced her to come down just before it got dark. The way they finally convinced her was to remark that they were feeling a might peckish and was she feeling peckish too.<br />
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(9:52 pm Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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"Well monkee!" (CB Andy Gape : DT Lynn Gape)<br />
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It turns out, gentle reader, that she was feeling quite peckish as well. Well, that was all the two little pests needed to hear. They told her that they had a friend in town that had a goodly stash of some of the best grass she could hope to find in the islands and that they were sure they could track him down and arrange to get her some.<br />
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Well, she started down the steps and they accompanied her down. When she came out of the door at the bottom of the lighthouse, a cheer went up from the crowd assembled in the vicinity. No one noticed Doc and Nipps following discreetly behind.<br />
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After leaving the lighthouse, she calmly walked down to the water's edge on the harbour side and swam across the harbour, weaving in and out of the moored yachts (no that mega yacht had not come into the harbour to watch the day's events) on her way to the town.<br />
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On reaching the other side, she had climbed a wooden ladder to the deck of one of the local eateries and ordered herself a Bacardi and Coke before asking to borrow a towel and the ladies room.<br />
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I am not sure we will ever see the day when these incredible happenings are no longer discussed in the Abacos.<br />
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Somehow, word got up to Spanish Wells right away. The Segillians thought that the Abaco boys were trying to pull their leg again though and did not believe a word of it. Too bad for them, if they had believed the reports early on, some at least could have headed out in some fast boats and been there in time to see Danger descend.<br />
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Too bad for the Segillians indeed.<br />
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(10:05 pm Nov 12, 2006)<br />
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Those superb Segillians. Those adroit Abaconians.<br />
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Well, Danger could not borrow a towel from the place, by some strange co-incidence, all of the cow sized towels in the place were sopping wet. They did loan her an electric hair dryer though and kindly pointed her in the direction of the ladies room.<br />
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Needless to say, Danger was soon ta reckly in danger. The restaurant had an outlet in the ladies room alright. The problem was, the outlet was not properly fitted with ground fault interrupt protection.<br />
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Cue ominous music.<br />
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(10:33 pm Nov 12, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-84802787184732479462009-10-09T20:34:00.002-04:002009-10-09T20:34:40.712-04:0011. Sayings Nov 11 Sat(10:44 am Nov 11, 2006)<br />
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"Thas yuh business." (CB Lisa Roberts : DT ??)<br />
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Well, that there music deal last night was fine. The big problem with it was that it ran on Bahamian Time and I really didn't have that kind of time to spare. The thing is, I burned it any how. Plus, the room was loud enough that I hurt my still recovering throat again. There is supposed to be another version tonight at a different venue that I would like to go to but I don't know if I am going to be able to spare the time or my health. We shall have to wait and see.<br />
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The thing is, gentle reader, I have no idea where I am or where I am going. I am flying blind by the seat of my pants. I am shooting in the proverbial dark. Each day, I struggle to scrounge up enough sayings for that day's writing effort. Each day, so far, I have managed to scrape through, but, for instance, so far today I have only two and one is already used to start things going just now. I have spent much of the morning emailing and calling around trying to wrangle up a few more for today and perhaps a few to spare. Even though I am the idea man, I would welcome your ideas please. Thanks in advance. And etc.<br />
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I am sure it doesn't help that I am being tempted to burn time in the NaNo Forums either.<br />
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Now, gentle reader, I am going to have to ask you kindly to kindly make an extra effort to suspend your disbelief for the next part of this book.<br />
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The scene is a smoke filled room in a modern mega yacht some where on the seas or oceans of our lovely blue planet. Now when I say mega yacht, I am talking well north of four hundred feet. (Now gentle reader, please remember that this is fiction, don't bother trying to figure out whose yacht this is I am referring to, it is a fictional yacht. OK?) <br />
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The windows are blacked out and the lights are dim.<br />
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"OK, boys, let's get down to brass tacks. Things are going well on the Intellectual Property front, but we should be reaching some critical spots soon. Let's leave discussions about patents and the rest for later and just concentrate on copyrights for the time being, shall we? Now, as you know, copyrights have never really been for the benefit of the little man, but for a long time now, we have had to maintain that charade and even seek to enhance it in order to, shall we say, usher in, the international legal framework that we need to sustain our dominance."<br />
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(11:16 am Nov 11, 2006)<br />
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"We must also constantly push this idea of "Intellectual Property" to the fullest. this meme is one of our key weapons in the struggle."<br />
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Well, gentle reader, the dreaded No Voltage Blues struck! I was in the middle of that last sentence when BAM, the power dried up. So I hopped right in my car and drove in to work. A quick ssh in to the machine, run 'screen -r' and bam sookie, back in business. The wonders of modern technology. And to think, it is all Free Software. (I think.)<br />
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(11:47 am Nov 11, 2006)<br />
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I was just sort of getting in to a nice writing groove though and now I think I may have been throw for a loop.<br />
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"Bend da tree while they young." (CB Eddie Brown : DT ??)<br />
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"The other thing we need to constantly be cognizant of is that we do not let some over zealous politician somewhere pass a law that we will eventually want before we actually want it. That could be a disaster."<br />
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Someone raises his hand and, when acknowledged, asks what for the danger in an early passage of a wanted law could pose.<br />
<br />
"Let's see, the danger posed from too early adoption of laws. It's like this. We need laws but we need them at the proper time. Let me make up a hypothetical example. Let's suppose that at some point in the future we are going to want the copyright law amended to allow drum rhythms to be copyrighted and that we are going to want another law to allow things to be copyrighted without needing to be fixed. We may or may not end up wanting either of them, our boys are still crunching the numbers on that and running through the various scenarios on those. OK, now suppose those laws had been passed in the early days. And suppose further that the international conventions respecting copyrights in the various countries were functioning earlier as well. Do you see that problem we could be in? we would have been unable to mine and plunder the rich cultural heritages of all of those backward countries that have provided so much to our combined wealth over the years. Does that make things clearer?"<br />
<br />
"How are those countries so backwards and yet we want their cultural wealth?"<br />
<br />
"Look, a backward country can have untapped mineral wealth sitting under ground, can't it? Well, in the same way, they can also have untapped cultural wealth as well. The key thing for us is to keep the timing of our dance with the politicians and the bureaucrats in sync so that we can get control of those assets and lock them up in our portfolios when the time is right."<br />
<br />
(12:22 pm Nov 11, 2006)<br />
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"I still don't necessarily see that. I mean, backward countries having mineral wealth is one thing, after all, the people of the country did not make that wealth, but cultural wealth? I mean, if a people made cultural wealth that we would want and that we would find valuable, how can we regard those people as backwards?"<br />
<br />
"Let's just drop it, OK? That is a side track in any case. Think of them as an advanced country if it makes you feel better. Think of them as a once advanced civilization that has now fallen to backwater status. It does not matter to us. What matters is that we get the rights to their cultural wealth in the long run and that they don't! OK? Let's leave it at that shall we?"<br />
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(12:33 pm Nov 11, 2006)<br />
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(3:22 pm Nov 11, 2006)<br />
<br />
"It's a fool dog who barks at flying birds." (CB Wim Toothe : DT ??)<br />
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(4:43 pm Nov 11, 2006)<br />
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(6:09 pm Nov 11, 2006)<br />
<br />
Well, gentle reader, a few things. As you can see, we had to leave that interesting "Intellectual Property" meeting aboard the mega yacht earlier today. I will try and find an inside source of information for you so that we can learn what else went on before the meeting was brought to a close for the day. Also, my wife has gone out to a family shower tonight and my son is home here with me. He is watching some cartoons on DVD and wants me to come and snuggle with him. The problem is that once again I have hit the wall this afternoon. I will have to try and sprint if I can. I will try to keep things at least semi-coherent for you though gentle reader.<br />
<br />
"Hey Gentle, hey zotz, wassup?"<br />
<br />
"Oh, hey Bing, how are you and Boom tonight?"<br />
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"Copa, copa zotz, copa, copa."<br />
<br />
Yeah, I know what you mean. What did you soldiers get up to today?"<br />
<br />
"Well, we went out by our old stomping grounds out by Clifton for the day. We had a little family business to attend to. Our Uncle Albert needed to see us."<br />
<br />
"That's nice. How is that old soldier doing these days anyway? Did you think to give him my regards?"<br />
<br />
"He is doing fine zotz, thanks for asking. We didn't give him your regards, but we will be sure to the next time we see him. That will probably be some time next week. listen, we have some news for you."<br />
<br />
"Great, I hope it is good news."<br />
<br />
(6:21 pm Nov 11, 2006)<br />
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I think you will have to judge that for yourself. The thing is, we saw your boy Petro out that way. He was out there talking for the longest time with someone who seemed to be a friend of his. They were going on and on about possible ways to fund the creation of Free Works. Isn't that something you are interested in as well?"<br />
<br />
"Yes, I am very interested in finding ways to fund Free Works. Did you hear any good ideas?"<br />
<br />
"We'll get back to that later if we have time zotz, there is more news that you need to hear first."<br />
<br />
"OK, so what is it?"<br />
<br />
"Well, while he and his buddy were out there sitting and talking, you know the place where you and your buddies used to go cliff diving and they have turned into a sculpture garden these days? That's where the two of them were sitting and talking. Well... who should come along with a friend intending to paint the cliffs?"<br />
<br />
"Who?"<br />
<br />
"Come on zotz, have you been arranging coincidences while we weren't looking? Tell the truth now, we can always read what you post up on Ourmedia tonight."<br />
<br />
"Guys, this is the first I am hearing about this. This could get interesting, so what happened?"<br />
<br />
(6:41 pm Nov 11, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Crab don't walk - he don't get fat" (CB Donna Davis : DT old heads)<br />
<br />
"Well, it was a little tense at first. They exchanged greetings and then the guys got back to their discussions and the girls set up their work and started in. Each group sort of pretty much ignored the other until another co-incidence occurred. Are you sure you weren't behind all of this zotz?"<br />
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"Guys, this is the first I am hearing this. So what happened?"<br />
<br />
Well, the girls sort of stopped for a late lunch break just as the guys were finishing their discussions and stood up to leave. They said goodbye to the ladies but it seems another co-incidence was in the works. You see Loqui's friend recognizes Petro's friend as a long lost friend."<br />
<br />
"What?"<br />
<br />
"Exactly zotz, that's what we said to each other and then we started looking around for you. So anyway, it seems these two went to school together down in Cayman when they were kids and hadn't seen each other since before they were ten or something. Well, the gal asked the guy to share the lunch and one thing led to another."<br />
<br />
(6:57 pm Nov 11, 2006)<br />
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"You guys wanna hear another co-incidence? I went to school down in Cayman when I was a boy too, I went down when I was four I think and came back just before I was five so I wasn't down there long. I wonder if I knew them."<br />
<br />
"Don't kid yourself zotz, those two are much younger than you and on top of that, they are fictional remember?"<br />
<br />
"The younger I can buy, but please don't try to rub it in OK guys. However, how can we be one hundred percent sure they are fictional? You know how my writings go guys."<br />
<br />
"You may have a point there zotz, they may indeed be real people trying to crash your novel."<br />
<br />
"If they are real, I will have to be sure to keep them out of things. It doesn't pay to have real people trying to sneak into your fiction uncontrolled."<br />
<br />
(7:16 pm Nov 11, 2006)<br />
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"You got that right."<br />
<br />
"So, what do you mean when you say that one thing led to another?"<br />
<br />
"Well, zotz, lets just say that by the time they parted ways, there was definitely some conversations taking place. And not just between the two old schoolmates either."<br />
<br />
"Man, how am I supposed to keep things straight if my characters start interacting behind my back? Things have been tough enough so far this year as it is, if this starts up in earnest, things could get really out of control really fast. I am glad you two happened to be out that way and see what was going on. Guys, after today, I am definitely feeling better about having you guys in the book again this year."<br />
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"No problem zotz, happy to help."<br />
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(7:26 pm Nov 11, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-14673799681130476632009-10-09T07:53:00.000-04:002009-10-09T07:53:03.270-04:0010. Sayings Nov 10 Fri(8:02 am Nov 10, 2006)<br />
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"Ya look like "come-here-lemme-fix-ya"! (CB Randy Albury : DT Cindy Albury, lol)<br />
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(8:38 am Nov 10, 2006)<br />
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Look like I get fix eh, gentle reader? There are times in life when you think you are going to do one thing, but no.<br />
<br />
I was wanting to write from six this morning and perhaps get most of the days words out and down by nine. So much for that great plan. The thing is, I am supposed to go to some big music ta do tonight at eight. I need to get these words produced. Hmmm, is there a word factory anywhere? A word wholesaler might be good enough. I don't want to mess with a word retailer though. Buying your words at retail can get very expensive, very fast.<br />
<br />
Now understand, when I say buying words at retail, I am not talking about going into some book store some where and buying a book from the shelf. No, when you do that, even though there may be words in that book that you buy. And even though you buy the book at retail, you are not buying the words! At best, you are getting some rights to the words such as to read them from the pages of the book. But don't kid yourself, check out the pages near the front of the book. Look for a copyright notice. Those words are not yours to do with as you please!<br />
<br />
Now, gentle reader, if you ever get a printed or final copy of these words I am producing for our mutual benefit, you will see that I am using what is yet an unusual copyright notice and license combination.<br />
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With these words, gentle reader, with this book, you get much more "ownership" in the words themselves. Well, nit exactly "ownership" but you get much more rights to copy, derive, sell, re-use, and etc. these words than the words of most books you will find in a book store today.<br />
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(8:48 am Nov 10, 2006)<br />
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Let's hope that time co-incidence doesn't rear its ugly head this morning.<br />
<br />
But I digress, recursively I might add! So, as I was saying, I wonder if there is a word factory around somewhere. A place that produces words, words that I can purchase at a reasonable cost and quickly throw together in some semblance of order to carry on the thrilling action of this fast paced, suspenseful, laugh out loud, funny novel. (That's just a little added extra to make the job of reviewers a little easier.) <br />
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Let me check google for 'word factory' and see how many hits I get on that phrase this morning.<br />
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I guess I should write that Google and respect their trademarks. I will fix that in the edit and then this sentence might get confusing unless I surgically remove it in the same or a subsequent edit. I could remove it in a prior edit, but then I might forget to make the fix.<br />
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[Results 1 - 10 of about 6,040,000 for 'word factory'. (0.21 seconds)]<br />
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Oops, I then searched for "word factory" and got vastly different results:<br />
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[Results 1 - 10 of about 153,000 for "word factory". (0.32 seconds)]<br />
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Mind you, in bot searched, some PR, publicity and writing firm was the top hit.<br />
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A quick glance through the front page doesn't bring hope. None of those hits as of this date look promising for my needs.<br />
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(8:59 am Nov 10, 2006)<br />
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(1:58 pm Nov 10, 2006)<br />
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"Every tub will have to stand their own bottom when the rain fall" (CB Vernitta Pennerman : DT Frank "Ole P" Edwards)<br />
<br />
Ah, the block, the chains, I feel them creeping near.<br />
<br />
Big Bill was at the track. The sun was bright and the sky was blue. The air was fresh and there was a coolness in it that hinted at the end of the summer heat.<br />
<br />
Bill was coaching some under eighteen boys this afternoon. They were working on their starting technique.<br />
<br />
Bill had high hopes for some of the young men he coached. Perhaps one day they could do for the men of the country what the women had already done. Perhaps Bahamian men would one day soon take the top podium for the four by one hundred meter relay when the world met to compete. Gold. Soon. Perhaps soon and very soon.<br />
<br />
He tried to give his whole attention to the men on the track, but James was on his mind. He had to focus. How could he teach these young men to focus like they needed to if he could not? How could he expect them to shut out all the distractions that existed at the big events and to shut out all other thoughts except the simple here and now if he couldn't do the same on a sunny afternoon at home?<br />
<br />
Focus.<br />
<br />
(2:09 pm Nov 10, 2006)<br />
<br />
Loqui was back up at the eastern end of the island this afternoon, her easel was set up and the picture of Rose Island was set upon it. She had brought a picnic lunch with her today packed in a basket and she was just finishing up her sandwich and carrot sticks.<br />
<br />
She packed the lunch things away and stood up to continue working.<br />
<br />
Thoughts of Petro danced in and out of her consciousness.<br />
<br />
Focus.<br />
<br />
(2:17 pm Nov 10, 2006)<br />
<br />
She was working from the scene before her and a photograph which she had taken on the day she began the paining. And from memory. She needed the photograph and her memory to put in the sloop that was in the scene when she started but was long gone by now.<br />
<br />
It was a Haitian sloop, painted a bright white, red at the waterline and an aquamarine stripe running along its length at the top of the hull. It had its while sails hoisted on its characteristic short mast and longer boom.<br />
<br />
There was a time when Bahamian sloops had plied these waters for trade. No longer.<br />
<br />
You could still see the local sloops when they raced in the regattas around the country, but the days of working native sloops were long gone.<br />
<br />
Unlike the Haitian sloops, the Bahamian sloops carried masts that were taller in relation to their length, and that were taller then their booms.<br />
<br />
(2:39 pm Nov 10, 2006)<br />
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(3:49 pm Nov 10, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Shut mouth catch no flies." (CB Melvina Roberts : DT ??)<br />
<br />
I think the procrastination bug has just bit me big time.<br />
<br />
I not only am not writing right now. I don't feel like writing right now. I feel like poking around the web. What is it we used to call it when I started? Surfing? Remember Cool Site of the Day? I think I may still have some diskettes with the software that the ISP supplied kicking around here somewhere.<br />
<br />
Now, granted, I was into the BBS scene before I ever got on the net. And my first half taste of the internet was a dial up waffle board that only really did internet email in batches. It dialed up long distance to Puerto Rico twice a day to send any outgoing mail and to pick up an incoming mail that was waiting there. But man oh man! When a buddy called me on a Friday afternoon with the news that a real ISP was due to open on the following Monday morning? Man, I was all over that like white on rice! Dial up gone to bed!<br />
<br />
(4:05 pm Nov 10, 2006)<br />
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What were some of those early search engines? I remember using Webcrawler before AltaVista came on the scene and caused a stir. I remember wanting to figure out gopher and WAIS but never getting around to getting good at them. I remember spending too much time with usenet. I wonder if those old postings are still kicking about out there in the electron storms.<br />
<br />
Perhaps electron storm is a poor choice of words, if those posts are still kicking around somewhere at this point in time, they are most likely to be magnetically encoded somewhere at this point, don't you think?<br />
<br />
I wonder if Petro was around on the net back then. I might need to delve into his past a bit more and find out. And I guess while I am at it, I should check up on Loqui as well. You know it is a funny thing. These are people you create out of whole cloth and yet there are things about them you don't even know. On top of that, there are things about them that you do know but keep forgetting. And then, to top it off, just when you think you are getting to know them well, they go and do something out of the blue that surprises you. How crazy is that!<br />
<br />
(4:22 pm Nov 10, 2006)<br />
<br />
The thing is, gentle reader, that we are on the tenth day of this fantastic novel writing quest and I am right around the twenty thousand word mark for the month so far and right around the fifteen hundred word mark for today. We have met a number of characters and learned a few interesting things about them. But still the blockage and the heavy chain issues remain. Will they lighten up as we move into the second weekend? We can hope.<br />
<br />
(4:27 pm Nov 10, 2006)<br />
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"Straight like Crooked Island." (CB Patty Thompson : DT ??)<br />
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(5:22 pm Nov 10, 2006)<br />
<br />
Well, back from walking the dogs.<br />
<br />
Well, Petro had made it home before the traffic today. He put on his running clothes and hit the road. He was up around the point where Loqui had been painting earlier in the day. He liked it up this way. He veered off the road and went out to the small sea wall. He stretched for a short while. By a strange coincidence, he sat down on the sea wall in the exact location that Loqui had been sitting earlier.<br />
<br />
Somewhere deep inside, a fundamental frequency adjusted a bit.<br />
<br />
Bruno, currently sitting on a beach in Exuma, sensed this and smiled.<br />
<br />
(5:33 pm Nov 10, 2006)<br />
<br />
Now, Bruno wasn't just sitting on the beach. No, he was sitting there with a bunch of musicians. There was a fire going strong and the music was pumping. Jumping. Throbbing. Pounding. needless to say, the big drums were out. Bruno liked this just fine.<br />
<br />
Petro started humming a tune.<br />
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I love you.<br />
<br />
But you won't talk to me.<br />
<br />
I need you.<br />
<br />
But you refuse to see.<br />
<br />
My true heart.<br />
<br />
Is yours eternally.<br />
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I's made for you.<br />
<br />
And you was made for me.<br />
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Hmmm, just when he might be getting a little tune, now he might have to rewrite the thing.<br />
<br />
Well, gentle reader, the rush is on... over two hundred words needed to finish and time is running out. I found out today that that eight o'clock music deal is to be preceded by a seven o'clock dinner deal at the same location with family. Deadlines and commitments. Oh my.<br />
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(5:43 pm Nov 10, 2006)<br />
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(5:43 pm Nov 10, 2006)<br />
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Island songs of jubilation<br />
<br />
Island songs in the sun<br />
<br />
Island songs of jubilation<br />
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Days and nights are never done<br />
<br />
[Long began to acquire a reputation on campus. People would come for help on tough assignments and with deep thoughts. To his delight, Long found that he had a knack for putting things into understandable terms for people willing to listen. By the end of his first year, Long had a considerable savings account from the grateful gifts of his thankful classmates. The IRS began quiet inquiries into the source of the funds along with the DEA. Long was unaware... Long Tall, Taxman: ten years after graduation and Long had been a taxman for eight years. He still refused to remember how he had been roped into becoming one. What choice had he had?]<br />
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Well it's a magic moonlight night<br />
<br />
All the stars are shining bright<br />
<br />
All the people laugh and sing<br />
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I'm going to tell you anything<br />
<br />
It takes to make you love me<br />
<br />
Anything to make you see<br />
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That I'm the one for you now<br />
<br />
And girl you are the one for me<br />
<br />
[A major medical scandal has recently been brought to my attention! It seems that there is a low down, unsavoury element in our fine country that thinks little of preying on those poor, unfortunate, lightweights amoung us. In this expose, I will take you through the sordid underworld where you will encounter people (if they can reasonably be called people) and events of a nature as to cause your skin to crawl. I ask that those with sensitive stomachs read no further. And what exactly is going on that it a cause for so much concern? There has been an explosion of bogus weight gain clinics throughout the land! Read on for more shocking details!]<br />
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Night's illusion calls on quiet breezes<br />
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She sends her scents upon the warm and sultry winds<br />
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Drawing lonely souls across the gulf of time<br />
<br />
[Raji was born in the Punjab one year to the day before his first birthday. His mother maintained that this was just luck but his father held to the theory that it was a sign from the gods that Raji was to attain greatness in later life.]<br />
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[Rock grew up into his name. This is a rare occurrence. That is, you will seldom find a person who is his name but Rock Hunter was a rock hunter. He never made any conscious decision while growing up to become a rock hunter on a professional basis. It just sort of happened naturally.]<br />
<br />
[The uses of the modern rubber band are many. A case in point: "101 uses for a dead rubber band" has been on the best sellers list for the last ten months. No one has yet managed to scrape together the courage to attempt to compile a complete and unabridged listing of the uses for an unexpired rubber band.]<br />
<br />
[Rolex was a special dog. He lived alone in a three bedroom, two story house, on a canal front lot on Miami Beach. His boat, "Long Enough" was moored at the dock near the pool. It had twin 235HP. Evinrude V6s on the stern. Such a boat. Such a watchdog!]<br />
<br />
[Melody arrived at about a quarter to seven in the P.M. It was raining lightly. There was what appeared to be a light mist around the street lights as she pulled up to the curb in her Alfa Romeo Spyder Veloce. It seemed strange at the time that she arrived with the top down and even more strange that she chose to leave it down as she got out of the car and walked up to the front door.]<br />
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(5:53 pm Nov 10, 2006)<br />
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Weird.<br />
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(5:53 pm Nov 10, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-61593780470072626902009-10-09T07:52:00.001-04:002009-10-09T07:52:19.133-04:0009. Sayings Nov 09 Thu(4:40 pm Nov 09, 2006)<br />
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"I feel all kerpunckle up!" (CB Ron Lightbourn : DT ??)<br />
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(5:57 pm Nov 09, 2006)<br />
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"You really cookin' wit gas today zotz!"<br />
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"Hey Bing. Please, I don't need that sort of encouragement."<br />
<br />
"Why, what's wrong? You all kerpunckle up?"<br />
<br />
"No, but I might as well be. Did either of you guys have a change of heart and work on a time line and scene summaries for me? Could I be so lucky?"<br />
<br />
"Sorry, no such luck with me zotz, you do anything I don't know about Boom?"<br />
<br />
"No way, not me Bing. We told that boy that he needed to do those sorts of things himself or else to hire someone to do it for him. Don't look at me zotz. Why are you getting such a late start today anyway?"<br />
<br />
"Well, I went in to work this morning, then I had lunch with a friend who I haven't seen in ages, then I cam home and took a little nap and got some bed rest as per the doctor's orders. The it was feed the dogs time. Then I re-read what I had written so far with the intention of making up a time line and scene notes like I asked you to do for me. Well, I got the reading part done, but no time line and no scene notes. Oh, and in the middle there somewhere, I had to walk the dogs. So, once again I am getting a very late start to my writing day and I am up against the wall."<br />
<br />
"I am sure Boom and I are sorry to hear that zotz and that we both wish you speedy fingers and a nimble mind with your writing endeavours tonight. One thing though, that sounded too close to complaining so you better watch yourself or you will be in that bad place again. You don't wanna be there tonight zotz. Not with starting so late. I think you really need to try and get done early tonight zotz and go to bed early. Then you need to wake up early and try writing early in the morning. Don't you have a busy night tomorrow zotz? Some country music function? If you try pulling this late start tomorrow zotz, you are toast!"<br />
<br />
(6:10 pm Nov 09, 2006)<br />
<br />
As we have mentioned in passing before, Doc and Nipps are up in Abaco, Guana to be precise. Now Doc is a mosquito and Nipps is a sand fly. Now those of you who know Guana may think that it is obvious why a mosquito and a sand fly are doing up in Guana, but you would most likely not only be mistaken, but greatly surprised.<br />
<br />
You see, on this particular occasion, they were not up there making the peoples lives miserable as was their habit and the habit of their kinds and as the other mosquitoes and sand flies up there were doing. No, they were up there trying to organize. Trying to get the rest of the mosquitoes and sand flies to form some sort of effective union or voting block or some other cohesive unit to help them better their common lot.<br />
<br />
(6:20 pm Nov 09, 2006)<br />
<br />
There was a meeting coming up a little later and they were trying to go over their notes and make any last minute additions. It would have been nice to have had the meeting earlier so that they could get some rest before leaving for the capitol in the morning.<br />
<br />
"Time longer than rope." (CB Charlotte Constantakis : DT ??)<br />
<br />
The thing is, the rest of the skeeters and nippers were out working the evening right now.<br />
<br />
The both re-read 'Pole Beans and Hot Days' and discussed the example of Cephas and made copious notes. then they re-read 'The Vegetable Plot' and how Cephas had turned up in Briland and tried to organize the vegetables up t hat way with the help of the R potatoes. Cephas was perhaps a little too desperate at that point in his life. Or perhaps he had been a little deranged even. Still, there was a lot to learn there. They made still more notes and talked things over once again.<br />
<br />
Now, gentle reader, just in case you are quick and wondering, this Cephas is not our Petrosephas. Aside from the 'S' and the 'C' difference, Cephas is known as Cephas whilst petrosephas is known as Petro. No need to be confused at all. Just thing Cephas and Petro and things should be fine.<br />
<br />
(6:30 pm Nov 09, 2006)<br />
<br />
Strange temporal coincidences there don't you think gentle reader?<br />
<br />
Gentle reader, I am desperate here so I am going to resort to a little odd interlude. I am going to give you some excerpts from old writings that may supply background or insights into some of these characters. Some from 'Sayings' and some from 'Tings' and some just related to them.<br />
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[Jelli was reminded of another short man he had once met, a man enthralled by 1066. Hamilton's beach. Whether it was the shortness or the maleness that prompted the memory, Jelli could not decide, but he was sure that it would come clear if only he could achieve resonance. In his lifetime, he had never yet achieved resonance, but he was certain that he would one day unlock the secret. In the meantime, he tried to find ways to adjust his natural wavelength.]<br />
<br />
[Bruno was a beat, and to be honest, the life of a beat was becoming more and more difficult with each day that passed. Sometimes, Bruno would find himself in a daze for days on end. Often he had serious doubts as to whether he could go on any longer. More and more often, he found himself in a blue funk. During his early years, Bruno had been a fairly mellow beat but adolescence comes to everyone. In his early teens, Bruno had taken to hanging out with the wrong crowd. His parents warned him that if he didn't take care he would soon be just like them. His parents were right, it wasn't long before Bruno had become a back beat.]<br />
<br />
"Do as I say not as I do." (CB John Constantakis : DT ??)<br />
<br />
(6:50 pm Nov 09, 2006)<br />
<br />
Strange temporal doings indeed!<br />
<br />
[Ringo loved post-it notes. No one was quite sure how this situation had developed but no one could contest its veracity! And besides, who would want to? If Ringo said that he loved post-it notes and ordered them by the case, who was to complain? Certainly not John Q. Turbot, local and international door-to-door post-it note salesman! No siree Bob, you can have all the notes you want. Just call John Q. Turbot and hold on to your scuppers. You could get your cases of notes by next day's U.P.S.]<br />
<br />
[Rumelga Prue found Ringo Bob fascinating. She would sit rocking on her front porch in the cool breeze and dream of Ringo. Dream of romantic, candle-light dinners, of warm days and a lonely sailor's breeze. But Ringo never called...]<br />
<br />
[Blue is a most significant colour in the monumental scheme of things. It is very prominent in movies and song. I especially like the references to blue in song. Then, of course, there is the case of fabrics and, more importantly still, thread. There has been much research by those of intellectual persuasion into the significance of the colour blue. In fact, just the other day I heard that the blue wavelengths of light focus in front of the retina. Just an interesting tid-bit.]<br />
<br />
[Historically there has been grass roots level support for such a proposition but little support from official channels. Events of late point to a change in official policies. There have been rumours for several months now and we know that what is rumoured for several months cannot fail to shortly come to pass. It is therefore with great optimism that we begin to formulate our plans to get tied in securely to the very core of the boom that will surely follow the establishment of the blue thread factory.]<br />
<br />
[Now that I am older and wiser, I can look back over my life and see that I have had encounters with dragons from the days of my earliest memories, only I was too naive to recognize the evidence of their presence and sinister activities. I would venture to say that the majority of people alive on the face of the earth today have been in the presence of Dragons on numerous occasions, but, because of their clever wiles, were unable to recognize the obvious.]<br />
<br />
[Here, we are dealing with Curtain Climbing as a sport and not as a general activity. Two of the Zotzbrothers had invented the sport in Fantasy during the production of a Fantasy News broadcast for WFIT. It was at this point that the Annual Championships were assigned to Cornstalk Colorado. It became a sport in fact, when, as we said in the previous section, Coon Skin Cap first climbed a curtain for sport while in Nassau. He received a spanking for his misbehavior at the time. It is apparent that later, the Magic Hat had something to do with helping him over his depression.]<br />
<br />
(7:04 pm Nov 09, 2006)<br />
<br />
Great! I was getting worried about those times there. Good to see things are back to being closer to normal.<br />
<br />
Well, gentle reader, I hope that was not too much to cope with. Don't worry! You are not going to be tested on that information. No. Not at all. But if it sits in the back of your mind somewhere, you may be reading along one day and something I write may ring a bell in your head.<br />
<br />
"Stop playin bey! (CB: Cindy Albury DT: Randy Albury)<br />
<br />
Some People!<br />
<br />
Friends, I need to warn you tonight about... some people!<br />
<br />
Some people want... some people want things... some people want things that don't belong to them.<br />
<br />
Some people friends, some people want things that are yours.<br />
<br />
Listen to me now my friends.<br />
<br />
Some people want your things!<br />
<br />
Some people, don't want to ask... Some people don't want to give you the chance to be generous.<br />
<br />
Some people want to take... without asking! Take your things! Take 'em without asking.<br />
<br />
You gotta watch out! Watch out friends... watch out for these takers!<br />
<br />
Some people... some people they lie and cheat and steal. Some people plot! Oh yes they do. Listen to me friends! Some people plot.<br />
<br />
Some people lie awake at night and plot on how they can deceive you and rob you of your good things.<br />
<br />
You gotta watch out for these people.<br />
<br />
(8:40 pm Nov 09, 2006)<br />
<br />
You gotta watch out! For some people.<br />
<br />
Friends, there's something else... something else that some people will do to you... oh, yes there is!<br />
<br />
Some people... some people will roach you! You gotta watch out! Watch out for some people.<br />
<br />
Friends... don't you be like some people tonight. No! Don't be like them.<br />
<br />
Some people... some people will pretend... oh yes they will! Some people will pretend... Some people will smile up in your face.<br />
<br />
You know it's true now don't you friends. Lie up in your face and roach you. Roach you and take your good things besides. Gotta watch out!<br />
<br />
Oh friends, listen to me tonight. Watch out for... some people.<br />
<br />
Now friends, I know that you're not like... some people. Oh no. Not like some people at all. Not at all.<br />
<br />
Some people... some people smile and wink and point their toes and nod their heads. Ya gotta watch out! For some people.<br />
<br />
Watch out when some people smile and wink and point their toes. Watch out!<br />
<br />
Watch out when some people incline their heads in diverse directions... Diverse directions! Watch out for them diverse directions friends.<br />
<br />
Friends, tonight... tonight when you lay your tired head down on your pillow... some people... some people will be plotting... Watch out! For some people.<br />
<br />
Some people. Some people never have enough. Some people belly never full. Some people purse never full. No matter how much they eat! No matter how much they put in their purse! Some people belly and purse never full.<br />
<br />
Watch out! For some people.<br />
<br />
(8:55 pm Nov 09, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-14148354023034489952009-10-09T07:51:00.001-04:002009-10-09T07:51:38.451-04:0008. Sayings Nov 08 Wed"Who dat?..... Who dat?..... Who dat say who dat when I say who dat?" (CB Peter Dupuch : DT ??)<br />
<br />
(3:45 pm Nov 08, 2006)<br />
<br />
(4:27 pm Nov 08, 2006)<br />
<br />
Looking around...<br />
<br />
"Bing? Boom? You guys here? You may as well show yourselves. I know you are gonna have some comment on my, shall we say, issues of time?"<br />
<br />
"Bing? Boom? Come on guys, stop foolin around."<br />
<br />
Let's see, gentle reader, where were we? Does it matter? It is, after all, a new day. A day ripe with new possibilities.<br />
<br />
New opportunities. New places to go. New people to see.<br />
<br />
"Hey zotz, what's cookin'?"<br />
<br />
"Bi.. oh, it's you Nano, where's Drake?"<br />
<br />
Well, Drake is keeping an an on a situation that has developed with a project that we were involved in before we hooked up this year."<br />
<br />
"What is it? Anything I can help with?"<br />
<br />
"No, we'll deal with it thanks. Um, we did just want to pass on a bit of information to you though..."<br />
<br />
"Yes?"<br />
<br />
Well, just for your information, Loqui has finally spoken to Petro. We found out about it last night. We don't know if it will make much of a difference yet, but we thought you might like to know."<br />
<br />
"You bet I want to knwo, this changes everything."<br />
<br />
"Zotz, I seriously doubt that it is love already. how can you say it changes everything?"<br />
<br />
"Oh, never mind, Thanks for the info Nano."<br />
<br />
"Yeah sure, zotz. Listen, I gotta get going."<br />
<br />
"OK, Nano, thanks again for the heads up. Oh, and good luck with your issue on the project."<br />
<br />
"Right, sure thing, thanks."<br />
<br />
(4:42 pm Nov 08, 2006)<br />
<br />
Petro is trying to finish up work on a small tech support issue so that he can get out of the office before it is too late to beat the traffic. He needs to clear up the mail spool and also remove some more old users to help things run smoother in the future. He should just pack it in now and ssh in from home tonight, but he is right in the middle of things and, as happens to him from time to time, he is rushing to reach a nice stopping point. Rushing is slowing hime down. He really should go.<br />
<br />
(4:48 pm Nov 08, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Hey zotz!"<br />
<br />
"Huh, oh Bing, I was looking for you guys earlier. I figured you would be hanging around just watching for me to show up so that you could get on my case again like you seem to have been doing every day."<br />
<br />
"Zotz, didn't Bruddah Boom talk to you some about your attitude yesterday? Why do you want to insult us like that, zotz? We are only trying to help ya know."<br />
<br />
"OK, but I was sort of expecting it. I didn't mean anything by it though. I would never intentionally insult either of you guys."<br />
<br />
"And who says you are not a smart cookie zotz?"<br />
<br />
"What, now you are insulting me? I can't insult you but it is ok for you to insult me?"<br />
<br />
"Calm down zotz, take it easy. First, the answer is yes. It is ok for us to insult you even though it is not ok for your to insult us. Second, your skin is too thin. That was not an insult, just a little tease. Lighten up will you?"<br />
<br />
(4:58 pm Nov 08, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Purse on the floor makes you poor." (CB Michael Farmer : DT ??)<br />
<br />
(6:28 pm Nov 08, 2006)<br />
<br />
Petro was still at work. He had intended to just a bit more and had lost track of time. Once five o'clock had rolled by, that was all she wrote. No sense heading out into the thick of traffic when he had work to do. Better get the work out of the way and head home after traffic had cleared. Hom much money was wasted every day on this little island in traffic? The figure had to be hugh.<br />
<br />
He logged out of the mail server and exited out of the xterm that was running on his desktop. He brought focus to his xchat client and checked in on ##zotz on irc.freenode.net to see how that guy who was writing his NaNoWriMo novel in an IRC channel was doing. Something must be wrong though. Everytime he went into that channel this month, his client started acting up and lagging big time. He decided to head on home and clicked on the icon in the bar up top to start up his screen saver and lock down his desktop.<br />
<br />
(6:36 pm Nov 08, 2006)<br />
<br />
Loqui plopped herself down on the futon in her living room, took off her shoes and rubbed her tired feet. If she had known she was going to be on her feet so much today, she would have made a wiser choice.<br />
<br />
She stretched like a cat and rolled her neck and shoulders. What a day!<br />
<br />
Drake looked down on Loqui and smiled a bitter smile. He wondered how he and Nano had messed up like that two nights ago. Some much work over such a long time down the drain due to a momentary lapse of attention. That had never happened to them before. They were determined to see that it never happened again either.<br />
<br />
Dragons couldn't afford to get sloppy in this modern world. They had suffered great setbacks in the past at the hands of man and couldn't afford to get into that kind of adversarial contest with them again. No, it was better to stay discreet and continue working as they had for several hundred years now. Under the radar. Mind you, when dragons had decided to go under the radar, as it were, there were no radars to go under, as it were, but they went under the radar none the less. Dragons could be sneaky that way!<br />
<br />
(6:52 pm Nov 08, 2006)<br />
<br />
Now zotz was an odd case. He knew about dragons and even wrote about them. The thing is, people thought the things he wrote were just fiction. Funny little stories about miniture dragons roaming about causing bad breath and getting in the way of true love. The thing is, he wrote so much other ficticious nonsense about so many other crazy things that the dragons were able to get lost in the noise. To hide in plain sight as it were. It was a beautiful thing really.<br />
<br />
"Chim chim legs and trasher hips." (CB Erskine Knowles : DT ??)<br />
<br />
"Hey bruddah zotz, you wants ta go out an grab a bite ta eat wit me an Boom? We want to go somewhere and get us a conch snack."<br />
<br />
"Thanks but no thanks guys. I can't eat like I used to these days. I already had a little something. I need to take a quick shower and keep writing. I still have quite a lot to go before I can close down for the night."<br />
<br />
(7:19 pm Nov 08, 2006)<br />
<br />
(8:10 pm Nov 08, 2006)<br />
<br />
Petro got home and changed into his running clothes and hit the road. It was long dark already so he was wearing his reflector vest as well. He walked for the first five minutes before starting into his run. He got a lot of thinking and planning done while out on the road.<br />
<br />
Bill and Franke were sitting together in Bill's house again tonight.<br />
<br />
"Looks like the Dems won big last night hey Bill?"<br />
<br />
"Sure does Franke. Sure does. Have you been thinking any more about what we were talking about yesterday?"<br />
<br />
"Yeah Bill, but I still can't bring myself to accept that course for James. Have you thought of any other options? I can't come up with any."<br />
<br />
"Listen Franke, how about you aks James to come over and have a talk with us and see what he thinks."<br />
<br />
"I can ask, Bill, but I know that boy, and I don't see him agreeing to that in the state of mind he is in right now."<br />
<br />
"Well, Franke, you have to think of something because he is in trouble and he is headed for bigger trouble if he doesn't change."<br />
<br />
(8:34 pm Nov 08, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Hey Franke, is your car at your house? How about we go for a drive and pass by Haynes Oval and grab a beer and watch the boys play?"<br />
<br />
"It should be there. Let's walk over to my place and check."<br />
<br />
Loqui woke up. She had fallen asleep listening to the radio. She wsa hungry. She got up and brushed her teeth and changed into a fresh T-Shirt and went out to grab a bite to eat from a little place in town.<br />
<br />
(8:53 pm Nov 08, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Hey zotz, wassup? How's the writing going? You finished yet?"<br />
<br />
"No guys, I have been struggling again. I am right around fifteen hunderd words right now. What's that you have there in the bag Boom?"<br />
<br />
"I got you a crack conch snack zotz. Here ya go."<br />
<br />
"Boom, I can't eat that now. I am a bit hungry still, but not that, thanks but no."<br />
<br />
"Suit ya self. We are gonna split it then. Anything we can do for you?"<br />
<br />
"I'll be with you in a in a sec. Just got to get a few things taken care of. Hmmm, what can I munch on?"<br />
<br />
(9:02 pm Nov 08, 2006)<br />
<br />
"What sweeten ya' mouth gon' pepper ya' tail." (CB Peture Burrows : DT ??)<br />
<br />
(9:32 pm Nov 08, 2006)<br />
<br />
"So, what are you saying guys?"<br />
<br />
"Zotz, you call that a sec? I would hate to have to wait a minute or two for you."<br />
<br />
"Sorry about that guys, I got sidetracked there."<br />
<br />
"Like I was saying ma bruddah, is there anything we can do for you?"<br />
<br />
"You know, I still think I am a little hungry. Could one of you go out to the kitchen and get me the spicy bag of chips from the top of the fridge?"<br />
<br />
"Ma bruddah, ya know we can't do that. That would be crossing too much into the real world. You gotta keep tings in prespective there."<br />
<br />
"You're right Boom, I'll be right back."<br />
<br />
"Just make it less than a sec ok?"<br />
<br />
"Back. Guys, you know what I think would really help? I think I am losing track of my time line and my characters are doing what. Could you maybe go back and read what I have written so far and prepare a time line and some sort of a scene summary for me? That would be a big help."<br />
<br />
"Zotz you know the rules, you have to write this novel on your own."<br />
<br />
"But I would be writing it on my own. Look, I could have had all of this info plotted out before the month started without breaking the rule that I couldn't start writing until November first."<br />
<br />
"Right, so what are you getting at?"<br />
<br />
"Well, that means that those sorts of things are not actually a NaNo part of writing the book. So, although tow people can't write a NaNo book together, that is not a part of writing it. You can help me with research, with organising, hey, if I had to be on the road all day some day, I could dictate my day into my little personal recorder and one of you could even type it in for me that night."<br />
<br />
"Don't even try dat, ma bruddah! You could hire a typist if ya want, but niether one a dese two soldiers is gonna be typing ya words inta no computer fa ya. Bes get dat straight!"<br />
<br />
"Ok, ok, it was just a thought."<br />
<br />
"It was just a dream is more like it."<br />
<br />
"So?"<br />
<br />
"So, what?"<br />
<br />
"So, are you guys gonna read this for me and make those notes to help out?"<br />
<br />
"Ah, no, rounding up characters, that we can do. Motivating those who are a bit hesitant. That we can do too. Reading this and making notes for you? No way Jose."<br />
<br />
(9:52 pm Nov 08, 2006)<br />
<br />
Loqui got back from grabbing a bite and got ready for bed. She took her sketch pad and pencils to bed with her to think some more before going to sleep.<br />
<br />
Petro got back from his run and took a quick shower by the pool before jumping in for a quick swim followed by another shower and getting ready for bed. He threw a microwave dinner in to cook and turned on his computer.<br />
<br />
(9:56 pm Nov 08, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8094868115638040448.post-81762279028317314812009-10-09T07:50:00.002-04:002009-10-09T07:50:47.673-04:0007. Sayings Nov 07 Tue(10:24 am Nov 07, 2006)<br />
<br />
"You think you can sleep all day and howl all night." (CB Elspeth Johnson : DT Donald Joss)<br />
<br />
Petro woke up late and confused.<br />
<br />
For the longest time last night after he got home, he was unable to calm his mind and get to sleep.<br />
<br />
Was the ice broken last night? He could not make up his mind. After he had seated himself again at her request, he had decided to not push things and had gone back to his thoughts and enjoying the night and the moon and the salty air. Loqui and her friends sat on the other end of the bench and talked quietly. Every once in a while, he could hear her gentle laughter.<br />
<br />
After an hour or so, he had stood up and bade her party good night. Then he smiled her way before turning and walking back along the dock.<br />
<br />
(10:31 am Nov 07, 2006)<br />
<br />
(4:47 pm Nov 07, 2006)<br />
<br />
(5:41 pm Nov 07, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Ooooh, zotz, what happened there?"<br />
<br />
"Hello to you too Bing, hey there Boom. One of them there temporal black holes must have appeared in the vicinity for a bit. Let's just hope all is back to normal, shall we?"<br />
<br />
"Yeah, sure zotz, didn't anyone ever tell you that you need to take responsibility for your life?"<br />
<br />
"Hey Bing. Go take a long walk off a short pier."<br />
<br />
"Zotz, if you wasn't my friend from long time, talking to me like that could get dangerous. Know what I mean? And you, of all people should know."<br />
<br />
"Oh, I know Bing, I know."<br />
<br />
"You are way behind zotz, way behind. You know that, don't you?"<br />
<br />
"I know, I know. Will you stop talking so I can think Bing? My mind is all cluttered. I am struggling to write two thousand words a day, how do some of those NaNo writers write so much so fast?"<br />
<br />
"You talking to me like that again zotz? Boom, I'm gonna go outside for a while and get some fresh air. Why don't you talk to our friend zotz here and explain the facts to him. Set him straight as it were."<br />
<br />
"OK, Bing, go on out and cool down. I'll try and talk some sense to him. But don't go getting your hopes up. You know our boy. Hard head bird don't make good soup, ya know."<br />
<br />
Bing walkes out of the room.<br />
<br />
"Oh Boom, not you too. Can't you two crabs cut me a break?"<br />
<br />
"Zotz, what you need is an attitude adjustment. I'm telling you this as a friend. Don't mind Bruddah Bing, he just gets cranky some times is all. But you do need an attitude adjustment."<br />
<br />
"What are you talking about Boom? I am doing the best that I can here."<br />
<br />
"That may or may not be so, I don't want to get into that with you now. What is so, is the almost from the break, you have been doing some serious complaining. You follow? Too much complaining if you ask me. Zotz, if this book is too much for you this year, give it up."<br />
<br />
"Now zotz, we knew a few days ago that giving up was going through your mind, and back then, if you had mentioned it, I was all set to be a rah rah boy and convince you that you could do it and to go on. But even though you are doing it. You have made your goal every day, haven't you?"<br />
<br />
(5:58 pm Nov 07, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Live and let live." (CB: Clyde Symonette: DT Angeline Clarke)<br />
<br />
"Yes Boom, I have made my 'official' goal everyday. I missed my 'unofficial' goal of double days on the weekends, but such is life in the tropics."<br />
<br />
"Right, but even though you are doing it, this constant stream of complaints and looking at the bad side is tiring. Enough already, get over it. Plus, and listen to me good now zotz, our interruptions and our other little, shall we call them contributions, are helping you to get your word count up. So far from distracting you and causing you grief, we are in fact helping in a big way. I don't really blame Bing for being a bit upset with you, you need to show a little more appreciation."<br />
<br />
"You know what Boom, you are right. I will try and do a bit better. If I can just shake this sickness."<br />
<br />
"Zotz, you should try and do better even if that sickness keeps dogging you for the whole month.""Boom! Don't say things like that to me! That is a scary thought."<br />
<br />
(6:06 pm Nov 07, 2006)<br />
<br />
Loqui was sitting in her apartment working on a little pencil sketch of Petro. She was using it as a means of sorting through her confused thoughts and emotions after what had happened last night.<br />
<br />
She could not ever remember a time in her life when she had been more embarrased than she had been last night when he looked up and she realized who she had been talking to. <br />
<br />
He had been so kind and considerate when he saw her unease in offering to go like that and leave his spot to her and her friends.<br />
<br />
Now, where was she? She had felt secure in not talking to him and in her reasons for doing so, but now, she had spoken to him. Could she go back to not speaking to him again? A part of her wanted desperately to. Wanted things to be as they were before last night. But was that level of rudeness beyond the pale?<br />
<br />
Now that she looked at her sketch, she thought he was kind of cute, in an odd sort of way. There was something about his eyes. Something she had not noticed before on a conscious level. But, if she were to trust that she had captured him honestly, and she did, she must have seen it none the less.<br />
<br />
Something of the boy he used to be still hid there. She sensed some odd sort of humour and a kindness mixed in with danger. She smiled.<br />
<br />
(6:24 pm Nov 07, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Plenty laughter, plenty tears." (CB Steve Johnson : DT Buck Johnson)<br />
<br />
(7:44 pm Nov 07, 2006)<br />
<br />
Tonight, Petro was out at the Rest. Having dinner with some friends from out Love Beach way. He was still flying a bit high after having a great day. He was still a bit confused, but after tossing things about in his head after waking up, he decided that he thought that the ice really had been broken last night and that his best course of action would be to keep things low key. To go slowly and see how things went from here. That decision had buyed his spirits and he had gone in to work with a smile. WWNNSNMSNM.<br />
<br />
"You seem chipper tonight Petro, something you want to share with us?" asked Dave.<br />
<br />
"It shows huh? Well, I am not sure how much I want to say, but let's just say that it involves a girl and that there has been a sort of a breakthrough lately."<br />
<br />
"Anyone we know?" said Sarah.<br />
<br />
"Oh I think you may know her or her people, but I don't want to say too much as it was a very minor breakthrough and it might be unseemly for me to make something of it at this point."<br />
<br />
"Wellll," mused Sarah, "I hope something comes of it soon or you find someone else to get serious about Petro. I have a feeling that you are getting to the point in your life where it would do you good to stop casting such a wide net."<br />
<br />
"Sarah! How can you say that to me? I am not some local Don Juan. You know me better than that."<br />
<br />
"You are right there, but you are not some stay at home bachelor either. Are you?"<br />
<br />
"Not exactly, no, but why do you say it is time for me to settle down?"<br />
<br />
"I can't exactly say. It is just a bit of a feeling I have. You know me and my feelings though. What do you think Dave?"<br />
<br />
(8:04 pm Nov 07, 2006)<br />
<br />
"Oh, I don't know Sarah. Some people shouldn't settle down too soon."<br />
<br />
"True, but some people never settle down at all and some wait too long before doing so and live to regret it."<br />
<br />
"And you think Petro is heading towards being one of the latter my dear one?"<br />
<br />
"I don't know if I think that, but I do feel it. He is at that point in life if you ask me. Don't you see it? And Dave, please, cout out the 'dear one' line for the night, will you?"<br />
<br />
"Hey, Hey! Can you two stop discussion me like this right in front of me? Can we talk about something else?"<br />
<br />
"Sorry Petro," responded Dave, "ok, so, why did you go up to Briland for the weekend and did you have a good time and did you meet anyone new and interesting?"<br />
<br />
"Well, I would rather not say why I went up there, because it is connected to that girl I mentioned earlier. I had a good time, but not a great time. I found an interesting book on the shelf in the house I was staying in. you might want to read it when I am done. And I did meet two new interesting people while I was up there. A jet set girl from England named Chloe and a strange sort of guy named Bruno."<br />
<br />
(8:21 pm Nov 07, 2006)<br />
<br />
"What happened, your head jam eh?" (CB Damien Farmer : DT ??)<br />
<br />
(9:45 pm Nov 07, 2006)<br />
<br />
Bill and Franke had been sitting in Bill's house for a few hours now watching the US election coverage. They kept switching from channel to channel from time to time to see the different styles of coverage. That said, they weren't really paying close attention to the tube as they were really hashing over any ideas they could come up with for ways of helping James with his 'situation'.<br />
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Franke could not see any solution that made him happy. Bill's idea about finding some contacts and some angle and to work things out so that James could do some easy time in the US was not sitting well with him.<br />
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He trusted Bill greatly and Bill had come through for him on plenty of times in the past. Still, letting his boy do time in some foreign country did not feel right.<br />
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Bill liked Franke a lot. If he were willing to do something that he was not willing to do, he could have made a few simple calls and James would be out of trouble once again until the next time. The thing is, those calls and the requests he would have to make of the people on the other end of the lines were things he was not willing to do for anyone outside of his family.<br />
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He almost felt a twinge of regret about this, but in fact, he felt in his heart that if James did not learn a few important lessons soon, that he would be geting himself in really big trouble before too long.<br />
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(10:07 pm Nov 07, 2006)<br />
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It wasn't looking for the republicans so far tonight. And it wasn't really looking like things were likely to get better.<br />
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"Franke, I know this is not an easy thing to get your head around and I don't think you should make up your mind any time soon, but I do think you shoule keep an open mind about it for the time being. If either of us come up with a better idea in the meantime, good."<br />
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When Petro walked in his front door, the phone was ringing.<br />
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"Speak to me."<br />
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"Hello, may I speak with Petrosephas Stone please?"<br />
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"Yes, who's calling?"<br />
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"Petro, is that you? It's me, Chloe!"<br />
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"Chloe? How did you get my number?"<br />
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"Oh, after you left, I asked around the settlement until I found someone who knew you and they put me in touch with someone who gave me your number."<br />
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"So, you're calling me from Briland?"<br />
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"No, I just got back to London yesterday. I have still not adjusted to the time change and I was restless and thinking about you so I thought I would call. I called a few times earler but I only got your machine and didn't bother to leave a message. I wanted to talk to you in person."<br />
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After a thoughtful pause Petro said, "It's nice to hear from you, what's up?"<br />
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(10:20 pm Nov 07, 2006)zotzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14510111482279103861noreply@blogger.com0