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an wire yu up zide daon?
Conga Rats OL, shall we sillybrayte?
annipuss an lurker, 2 endz of opposit sidz
Old lurker!
♥
Happy nawt secund!
*dantses wiff glee an stops too gib a littul huggee*
u iz doin it doun syde up
Wee muzt be twinz. GMTA
lurker an annipuss, opposit sidz of da same thing
Do u needs help wif that?
Cat helps is da bery bes kind!
Mor liek cat sooperbizzin, akshulee.
Yu, mee an Anni have a brayde!11!!!
How shal wee celly brate on dis luberlee Caturday?
Sumfing involving…muffins?
Ai jest habben tu hab maed a bunchez of da muffins: ornj not poisin, appell, ans sowr creme. Here yu go…Anni do yu hab any tee?
Ai haz Ingerlish brekkfast tee an erl grey taek ur choys.
Den weez ar all set…dere are eben moor goodiez doun da fred.
Muffins, hot drink wif cat hair, an a fruit. Puurfect!
by restin on da coucheezz!
An ai hab been hard at wurk doin dat all mornin!
don’t ober do it, u mite have to move to da comfee chair.
Dunno bowt u 2, but Ai iz cukkin mai dinner an it iz reddee in 5 minitts so Ai am off to nomnomnom!
Bone appa teet
Thx, Ai iz awlwaiz hongree!
Actually feline stuff
Oh no, yer doin hooman stuff
ZOMG! cudn’t u at leest dress fur eet?
dya tink ya could park da car, and gimme da gushifuds I jest KNOW ya got inna trunk of dat car?
Long Duk Lolcat sez: “Whut’s happenin’, Hot Stuffs?”
lol, tahts a funny moovie! iz eggsackly liek taht
iz wun ob burfday fairy’s minyuns droppin in to say HAPPEE BURFDAY!!1!!1! to ebreewun hoo haz thems burdays today!
today we haz elebenty diffrutn falvers ob cuppiecakes, an shiny point party hats wif pompoms, an frootypunch, an goodie bags wif kandees, yoyos wif kitteh pikshurs on teh sides, sparkly pensils, an sparkly kitteh stickers! (an rebemeber, goodie bags are for ALL teh party guestses!)
§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂§ @ £ ¤ Ω ₪ ₤ ∂
Ai hz a happee! Mai Zipper-cat is onna voton page. Hez da one tickin hiz paw in da Rane Forres Cafay mug. Yay Zipper!!1! Yu be famus suun
luks jus like mah kitteh Zippy!
Zippy an Zipper…maibee dey ar related
she veddy gud at zipping everywur – t’play wifs strings and t’git aways frum big jumpy chase-y cat (she littel but smarts)
Zipper waz a rezkewed kitteh, about 1 yr owld when he kame to lib wid us. Ai dont kno wai dey nameded him dat cuz hiz faborite thing tu do is sit rite neckx tu yu an cuddlez.
Aye hab nuffin clebber two say butt aye hab two chyme inn on dis pickture. De capshun iz purrfec fur dis wun. Win aye say, WIN!
WIN WIN WINITTY WIN!!
hooman stuff u say?
its liek
Aggravating situations
Buying fud
Computer sitting
D…
oh, soree,
Daily emails
Exploring containers in da frig
Foldin clothes
G…
why sowwy?
Garbage taeking out
Halloween par-tee!
Instability of moods
J…
Juggling jobs
Kissin Kittehs
Lickin ice creams
Munchin Muffins
Nommin Cheezburgers
Openin teh mail
Puttin awn clobes
Q..
Quite incomp… icnompreh .. stoopy werk things
Running fer no reason (oh wait, kittehs duz this too)
Skiiiiing (yew will neber eber see a kitteh do that. nebber!)
T…
Takin’ own sweet time to fill fud bowl
Usually interruptin’ nap with that…..camera
Verrry annoying kissy sounds…..from behind that……camera
W…
Wishin’ for more caturdays
X-ray-ing brokin things
Yellin at tv
Z…
zingin in da shower
ZZZZZing wen kitteh wants 2 plai
Yeahhhhhh!
ohai Dan- how is it going with Ike where u are?
oops. my alias is hard to suppress sometimes!
yeah, tell me about it. I haz ‘liminated teh Marlena Dietrich abatar that wuz to be fur a very limited yuse only, but it still keeps appearing in appropriate contexts. I ‘liminated it from ICHC profile, from Wierd press, & it still keeps showing up. Pfui!
I has not seen this Marlena!
She sownds interesting. Duz she have spy traning?
Nawt that I no ov, but she wuld haz been be bery gud!
Haz yu eber seen Teh bloo angel (Der Blaue Engel), dir. Joself von Sternberg?)
Jung meshuned it spesifikally az film about teh rebenge ov teh reprssed.
nope, I has not seen dat one!
itz been a long day… I took teh mama kitteh and babies to teh v-e-t today, to make shure they were ok. Mama is FeLV negative…
so I has a happy bout that!
Then went and gotted a digitul camra so I can take pickshurs of all my kittehs and get them posted. Almost 8 pm and I missed lunch and dinner! Must…eet….now!
Hope u r having a gud weekend booklion!
Some fur spy-esses nd seductresses:
In German:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NTdnd0xMGAA
In English:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vGxU9SG3_h8&feature=related
oh, Iz glad yu haz digi camra — I be glad to see yur sploratchus kittehs.
Happy weekend!
Ike has so far pretty much passed us by, we haven’t gotten near the wind forcasted. The rain has been fairly light as well.
hat’s gud!
too much wind would mean a possible kilt faux-pas.
don’t have a kilt, couldn’t wear it at work annyhouze
*powt*
Ur werking?
yep, Morris Day and the Time, and Cameo.
No way!
They’re still around???
*contemplates that this is showing her age*
and just how do you think “we” feel about it?
Is that the royal “we”?
I just looked at the utilikilt website, minimum price of $105, and go up from there.
nope, just the rest of the crew here on the ninth circle of hell.
I bet ur tips the first nite would cover that…
*waves to the guiz in the ninth circle of hell*
Hey, well, if you’ve got time to kill, maybe you could finish telling the story of Rufus the Attack
ChipmunkSquirrel>>well remembered
well it was about a skwirrl…
and ur stories r always sew entertaining!
gorrammit, gonna try this for the third time,
http://www.utilikilts.com/index.php?page_id=3
and it’s set change time brb
Ohai Leeza and Dan! Leeza, you can has a pyooter a tome naow?
Ai just gotted hoem to find a “Dear John” (“Dear Jane”?) emial from BF. Ai bes in shok, ifinkso…
oh noes!! I’m sowry DK….
*mumbles abowt stoopy bois*
*present companies excepted*
oh, and yes… I gotted teh innertubes back, teh cable companie made me an offur I cudn’t refoose…
anyfing we can do?
we can haz Ebil Maus go ruff up teh bf?
Wudn’t do ennee gud, ai’m afrayd. Hims bes sweet but duzn’t seem able or willing to share hims reel selb wif mii.
Ai R selb-medicating wif chonklitt adn R going to go snuggle in bed naow wif a buk adn a cat oar two.
Fanks, Leeza.
DK
hmmm, I wonder if you’re lucky getting out now, while you can. The real self just may not be all that wonderful.
You may be right, Dan. I think he’s got layers of pain that go back years and years that he hasn’t even started to deal with.
But it sure was fun riding on the bike with him…
{{{{{{{{{DK}}}}}}}}}
Shure choklit is enuf?
Maybe a martoonie?
Shur, thanks.
*Sluuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrpppppppppp*
Nudder wun plz?
what was the bike?
A Yahama 250. As a teenager in Africa he had a beautiful BSA.
wow, that’s kinda….small. but then, I’m 6′2 200 lbs (more or less). So I need a larger bike than that. Just to carry my carcass
Small but fun! (And I’m 5′10).
Leeza, where’s taht damn martoonie?!?!?!
I loved my old bike, but was too tall for it, and the gas tank was too small for my commute. Vulcan 750.
I thought riding the bike was a yoofemism.
*hands DK anudder martoonie*
lemme get to a scanner and I can upload a pic of me, little blue, and Rufus the Excitable Attack Squirrel, onna road trip from D/FW to Harrisburg PA.
Fanks.
*Sluuurrrrrrrpppppppp*
Hmmm. Still jober as a sudge. Nuzzer wun plz.
*Putz on motorcycle helmet just in caes seh trips ober a cat.*
Oh yash plz! “Little blue” wuz yr biek?
the nite’s gettin interesting!
*takes a martoonie too*
*brings owt a pichur of martoonies*
*Wanders in,
*sitz down adn helpz self 2 martoonee.
i likes Danz storeez, yes I du!
Ya know what I’m gonna miss most? *sips fotfullee on martoonie – oh what teh h*ll – downs it in wun gulp* How he looked when he was walking the biek backwards from teh grass onto my driveway, waring hims “bovver boots”. He was slightlee pigeon toed, which for sum reason wuz reallee adorable.
Barkeep! Moar libation! Wut? Crying – me? Must be teh smoke in heer….
Ohai ebbriwun!
I can has storee tym 2?
*nabs a kawfee*
*wayts eggspectantlee*
ooh, I wanna heer storee & see pik, too. Not only ov bike, but also ov yu wif long hair in brayd. Pritty pleez?
*contributes pitcher ov citrus martoonies, just fr varietyy*
The road-trip/smuggling run that culminated with my working in NY?
not fare! did I miss that storee??
*sigh*
guess I shudda got innertubes at home before now.
*pours DK anudder*
Oh hai, Mel. Dan will b habbing vizuel aidz, 2!
*handz mel a martoonee.*
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*Gibz 4.5 a chokklit possum 2 nom.
It’ll b ok. heer, haz a sofftee blankee, 2.
I haven’t told this one…..yet.
To Dan: YES!!!!! TELL!!!!!
To 4.5K: Yes, it’s the smoke. I no it’s teh smoak.
{{{{{4.5K}}}}}
Cattails wanders in wif bag uf microwavd popicorn.
Sitz down fer storee tyme.
Luks around…hmm…gonna needz moar popicorn.
BRB
*Passes rownd sum popcorn.
This sowndz like it will b good.
It may have to wait until after strike, I think Cameo is about done. but it’ll be a quick strike, then I can come back and recall the events of 2000.
*snuggles into blankee adn cuddles up to teh qween wif a box of kleenex*
Ai hoep so. Dis hurts so hard.
I promise
He’ll be back soon. They only have to pack up the band tonight, he said, so it doesn’t take as long.
{{{{{4.5kittehs}}}}}
I’m sorry.
OK, got plentee uf popcorn everbodie.
An sum choklat kisses fer 4.5K. {{{4.5K}}}
I’m literally sitting here bawling my eyes out, but thanks to you guys I don’t feel alone. {{{{{{{cheezfrenz}}}}}}}}
*hands 4.5K a remote control thingie*
Here, DK, if yu press teh green button, a YNG comes to gib yu massage.
If yu press teh red wun, fyremens com to put out teh flames of unwanted longing.
And if you press teh bloo one, Dr.Tinycat comez to mend borked heart.
Yuse az offen az needed.
wonders in wif large beer and sooperultrasoftfluffy animal kitteh
*handz sooperultrasoftfluffy stuffed animal kitteh to 4.5*
Oh – and it was our 6-month anniversary today…
{{{{{{DK}}}}}}}
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mutterz 2 self bowt razzenfratzen werfless menz. Y dehy kant b like deh gud wunz wii haz heer: Aahz, Dan, NC66, Maus, Pd’B, Hashim, Gibbocat,
.
*Tukz 4.5 in snugglee.
*Handz 4.5 anuzzer chokklit possum adn a martoonee.
ebry one postin luv at the same time!
oh DK…… better to find owt aftur 6 months than 6 yeers.
*feels sudden compelling urge to make DK laff*
*wonders if teh skwirrls wud werk*
*decides to start a pi fite if all else fales*
♥ Ur neber alone on ICHC!! ♥
Thanks so much, everyone.
HoNNNNKKKKK*
*Looks in mirror.* Oh great. Red puffy eyes. Red nose. Hey, gud thing the BF’s not heer!
*reedz Leeza’z post… haz vizzunz uv
*skwirlz going off 2 werk in biznizz suutz
*wif breefcasez in dere liddul pawz.
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mmmmmm……. nope, I don’t think teh skwirrlz wud werk….awl deh skwirlz I’ve seen just play.
*Handz over cool wet washcltoh so DK’s face will feel bedder.*
oh dey just need teh rite motivation.
*dangles bag of pe-cawns slitely owt uf skwirrls reech*
*temporari insanity has made Leeza forget skwirrls can climb*
From under pile ov skwirrlz: uh, halp?
(Yooshully they werk for peanuts, mj, but I was owt of them just now)
*sprays skwirll pheromone onto cweenmj. Skwirrolols run to teh cween, who kaptures tem in wun ov her bubblols. Feeds tehm pecans so they not too disappointed. leeza-b gets up and dusts herself off.*
Thanks, deer booklion. Also for teh remote control thingie. I know it will come in very handy.
*Goes and gets cool washcloth IRL*
*Peeks in lookin fur open seat*
*wiggles bum and gets a running start*
*jumps in between cweenmj and booklion*
*hands 4.5 sum suuper swofty Kleenex and sum gooood spensive kine choklit*
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Ohai ebrybuddy! {{{4.5}}} boi’s iz poopy-heds sumtymes. (luv yoo hunny!!) hab eye miss enny storie yet?
I feel like I’m sitting around commiserating with my sisters – ai can has FIVE of tehm! But they’ll probably all asleep right now.
*gitz wif uv self kuvverd wif
*skwirl fera moanz.
PHEW!!!
.
*Takez shower.
oh datz much bedderer.
too bad we can knot start ower own thread jes fur Dan and his storie dis tyme.
fanx booklion!
we is all sitting arownd teh campfyre, wating for Dan to come back wif teh storee. Not shur how long it takes to ’strike’ but he sed not long. Wud u like a martoonie rattyma?
I duzzent has sisters. I can be ‘dopted?
*takes martoonie frum leeza-b*
*sluurpy-sluurp-slurp*
Mmmm, iz good butt stwong! Yoo twying too get us drunk LB?!
?I thot onlee skwirrlz cud smell skwirrl phero moanz?
*offurs Mel a marshmalloe*
My mom “adopted” a lot of our friends, and called them her “seventh daughter”, “eighth daughter” etc. She had a big heart!
We can beez sisters in cheez?
*Duzzn’t sound quite right. Shrugs.*
*Gets sum really GRAYTE choklit cheezecake, and hands out slices to DK, teh Whipstress, rattyma, cweenmj, mergaloki*
This iz teh most comforting cheezecake eber. It haz three kinz ov dairy, two kinds of choklit, and rum in it.
I don’t haz sisters IRL either, melONyx. Haz sum cheezcayke.
nomnomnom, thnxs, lubs da chezecake and good people
We can bes sisters in ♥.
Oh! eye inn hebin booklion. Aye say ohai too celin cat fur ebrybody
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*proceeds to NOM in a most unladylike fashion*
nom nom nom
oooooooooooo. dis b gud cheezcake.
I like deh sownd uv ’sisterz in Cheez’.
it makez mii giglol.
oar wuz it awl deh martooneez adn deh rum in deh cheezcake dat mading mii giglol?
Datz kine ob funny bout de sisters. Aye hab no sisters oar brudders onlyonly fur me. Mebe der menny onlyonly’s on ICHCB
Fankoo Leeza!
eww, wrong IRL, just nom’d pillow.
thrppppppth.
Fankoo Booklion!
I has chokklits.
*opens big box*
Dig in!
I feelz lyke we’re hazzing a pajammy party, or sitting round a campfire…getting sleepy watching teh sparks fly up frum teh birght orange flaymse…
thought dat waz waaay too fluffy and lite…
*kuntinuez nomming deh cheezeekake.
I b habbing deh bruzzerz, but noe sisterz…. Lady Mondegrene adn I deesided 2 beeing sisterz……It b fun 2 just klame sisterz. I hereby klame u awl az mai sisters……
Don’t toast teh pillows in teh fire!
Butt berry few calories, ifinkso.
Fank yu, cween!
*Lifts martoonie glass to toast teh cween and eberyody else in circle*
To sisters!
Teh crackle of teh campfyre, teh sparks taht look liek bugs flying up to teh sky, teh crickets in teh backgrouwn, teh warm sweet-smelling child dozing in ur arms, teh cozy sleeping bag waiting for yoo to zip urself into wehn yoo can’t keep ur eyeses open ennee longer…
4.5’s makin me all warms and fuzzy!
toast!
dat is sew sweet image 4.5 *sigh* happy.
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Sew, cweenmj, doze dis mayke awl ob us PWINCESSES nao!?!? huhuhuhuhuh? Aye knot eggsited at dat prospekt at awl, nope.
To sisters!
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Nitey-nite, awl! I will reed stori inna mornin.
Long week.
I loves teh camping!
*drinks to toste, and passes arownd a bag uv chokit marshmalloes for more tosting*
To sisters!
Nite-nite, MelONyx, mai sister!
Wait – if we iz all cweenmj’s sisters, duzn’t dat maek us all cweens too?
*yawns BIG*
I is gettin teh sleepy too…
Cattails wanderz bak in an seez teh nise cozy campfyre an gibs alla teh cheez sisters big hugz an a speshul hug fur {{{{4.5k}}}}
Hoep u hav a gud ebening. Ai had a loooong dai at teh werk
an haz a big yaaaawn. Mus sleeeeep. U keep 4.5K companee an ai hoep thet Dan iz bak soon wif hiz storee. Nyte nyte.
u can onlee has ONE cween! but u can has unlimmited prinsesses!
and I like teh prinsess costoom!
*shows off tiara, and swirly pretty dress*
*pink, of corse!*
I fink my body’z gonna crawl into that sleeping bag now. But a big part ov my spirit will stay round teh campfire wif teh rest ov yu, toasting marshmallows, eating teh cheezcayke, drinking martoonies, and being sisters wif yu.
“Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in teh morning.”
Joy iz coming to yu, DK, in sum most unexpected way. Keep watching fr it, and it will pleasantly srpis yu.
G’nite Mel. Schmooz to yooz.
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I finkso, if i b cween, adn u b mai sisters,
u can beeing cweenz, tu, oar printsesez.
U kin going tu deh Ty-booteek and getting
a tiara.
.
*Makez shur 4.5 haz a nice softee pillow in hur sleeping bag.*
Oh, wait. We can’t all go off an leeve 4.5K heer alone. Some one on teh west coast ore mebbe other intn’l cheez fren be heer to sit wif u?
Maybe iz time to let teh fire die down… Ai iz feeling moar peasfull nao, adn ai finkso ai will be able to sleep.
So much appreciashun for mai sisters in cheez. {{{{{{{{cheezsisters}}}}}}}
okays… has a gud nite, DK, sweet dreems and snorguls to u!
I fink I has to call it a nite too… hate to miss teh storie but I was up late last nite!
Night all!
{{{{{cheezsisterz}}}}}
Iz not sleepin, mai eyes iz juzt tireds
{{{{{cheezsisterz}}}}}
Yesh. Aye sorry two butt is awlmost 1am hear an aye iz getting sleepy. Aye hope yoo hab a good sleep 4.5 and keep finkin baout awl yoor gnu sisters sending you hugs ebery time yoo feel eben a little sad. {{4.5}}
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Aye hab to go to teh bootike in manana fur my princess tiara! *happy skip* Night awl sisters an brudders in Cheezlan!
G’nite Leeza!! Schmooz 2 yooz.
anybody still here?
G’nite, rattyma! {{{rm}}}
Pleze tell de storie Dan, we has been waiten but sum ob us has to goe too sleep nao.
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We will read de story (egerly!) inn teh moarning.
4.5, ya left yet? I cabbaged on to some Heineken, iffen ya want one.
too little sleep last night, almost 1am now so…
I am honored dear sweet and wonderful Cheezsiblings
*bows*
g’nite to all
I’m awake, I’m awake, iz swerz!
Hai Dan. U haz story fur us?? I finkso, dere b wun oar 2 uzzerz here.
Okey dokey.
Whilst on tour, the company manager got a taste for “Talk O’ Texas Hot Pickled Okra” while traveling through the state and visiting my family. She could not get this in Harrisburg PA where she was currently working. So I endeavored to “smuggle” six jars of same from Granbury (35 miles SW of Fort Worth) to Harrisburg.
I put the first part in, where is it?
uhh, campfire?
wp b hungry 2nite?
nomming deh commintz?
Well, here we go……again.
While on tour with that childrens theatre. At thanksgiving, which some of us spent at my folks house, the company manager developed a taste for “Talk O’ Texas” hot pickled okra. Something not available in Harrisburg PA where she was at that time employed. So, I decided to “smuggle” six jars of same to her.
ooooo…..smuggling….Dan b wun uv dem danjerus guise. I lubz deh Danjerus Dan!
As she is the closest I’ll probably ever come to being married. Loved her from the start, and probably always will. It was about more than delivering the okra. She is also an ace resume builder. So, the three objectives 1.) Deliver the Okra, 2.) Work on Resume, 3.) salvage relationship.
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This was to be the first road-trip on the scooter (cgi.ebay.com/ebaymotors/kawasaki-vulcan-750_W0QQitemZ200253615471QQihZ010QQcategoryZ50020QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem#ebayphotohosting) so I packed what I could and headed out.
*Handz Dan a pees uv cheezecake.
*fergitz 2 menshun deh rum in sed cheezecake.
Got the first serious scare about Memphis when a semi-dump truck blew a tire. Right beside me this happened. I about come unglued. Must of been something to behold. I can tell this by the reaction of the Dump Truck driver behind the one who blew a tire. He was laughing uproarously into the CB mike.
Second scare in Nashville a semi kicked up a 12″ square ceramic tile, right at me. I kicked it down or it would’ve broken my lower leg. Probably dumping me into heavy traffic.
made good time, at least until refueling somewhere in Tennessee, when I had to explain to Discover Card that Yes I am on a trip, and Yes I have the card, and No, I haven’t been knocked in the head and had my card stolen.
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Then I had to take a nap just past Knoxville.
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*Wunderz if Dan will survive?!?!?!!?!
*nomz moar popkorn.
Woke up from the short nap feeling alright. So I girded my loins, if you will, and hit the road to tackle the next leg. Virginia.
‘puter bwok, had to kill, I means fix it
waiting…
*wonderz too*
R U shur dis b a pg-13 storee??
not 45 min. into it I feel the sleep coming over me like a tidal wave. I can feel my eyelids getting heavier, heavier, and HEAVIER. As lead weights are attached to my eyelashes.
The exits are few and far between on that Interstate highway. I see the sign for an exit. Traffic is in the way. I gun it to get around, past, through to make the exit.
I am moving at a good clip, cresting a small hill, and suddenly…….THERE IT IS…RIGHT THERE. Now fatigue can seriously degrade your thought processes. I see the sign for the exit. I start to dive for it. Then I see the sign warning for 35 mph. I have less that 1/2 second to decide.
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I go for it.
noms popcorns harder.
I cant luk!!!
I dive deep into the increasingly sharp corner. If I hit the brakes, I skid, go straight into the hill, and my family has to come to VA and retrieve a mangled and probably burnt, body. The yellow line is getting closer. On the other side of the yellow line are “marbles” (pieces of tire, rocks, gravel). I hit that, same result as hitting the brakes. So I lean in harder than I ever have before, and pray the Pirelli tires hold.
bites finger nom’ing popcorn
The tires hold, I pull into a gas station barely able to stay awake long enough to back into the shade and shut down the bike.
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I sleep considerably longer this time.
*peekz owt b’tween finnurz.
Oh Noez!!!
Leen, Dan, Leen!!!!!
(camed in during kommurshul braek on “samurai Jack” an hadda seewut happens in dan’s storee!)
I have learned an important lesson. A lesson with a leathally steep learning curve.
*Handz LM a bowl uv popkorn.
After nearly killing myself twice. The rest of the trip to Harrisburg was relatively uneventful. With the exception of riding through the same rain storm twice.
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Punched through the storm, the first time. Time for a fuel stop, put the liner in my jacket, and check my cel phone.
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By the time I accomplished this, the storm caught and passed me. So, I got to enjoy the cold rain….again.
I shur hope she appresheeated deh okra.
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{{Dan}}
wow! nice storee dan!!
u survived!!
*noms teh left adn abandoned popcorm*
I get to H’burg at Ungodly in the AM. I’m not gonna wake her up at 3 inna morning. I wait at a 24 hr restaurant and read till dawn. About dawn:30 I park outside her apt.
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She knows I coming, but not exactly when. As she exits her door she has a post-it note in her hand. The note is for me telling me where she’ll be later. She sees me sitting on the bike. She sticks the note on my chest.
*munches popkorms*
fanks, cweenmj
wow dan, shur glad yoo surbibed to lurn teh lesson an to com heer an tell us abowt it
tahts not all yoo getted for yor trubbles, iz it? a post-it not stucked on yoo?
hi, hashim!
G’morning Hashim!!
Dan awlwayz tellingz gud storeez.
dan haz had very intresting lief, ifinkso
ok… ok….
*watches teh story wiff intrigue*
Ohai lunarmommy!!
*noms sum moar popcorm*
yesh, bery interesting!!
face to face wiff death… kewl…
Ohai cweenmj!!
i had been awake but waz lurking fur a while until i saw dis storee!!
We visit, (she eats some okra), we work on resume (she eats some okra), she is also an ace stage manager. She’s SM-ing the shakespere festival and there is a rehearsal that night. I go along and end up helping the director with a problem actor. The actor has focus issues without an audience there.
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The rehearsal is over, and some of the folks are going to a bar for a drink after rehearsal. Something I’ve never done. I just don’t go out with strangers to…..well I rarely go out at all. Anyway, she-the woman of my dreams-M lets say for brevitys sake, has a splitting headache. M goes home, gives me the key and I go the bar.
gots to go sleepy now, i’ll chek in in teh morning an see how teh sotry finishes. good nite!
where in the seven hells is the next installment?!?!
g’nite LM,
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I’ll have to retype it. *grumbles*
that link to ebay motors is for a Vulcan similar to the one I had.
G’Nite lunarmommy!!
sleep tight!!
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wierd press musta eeted teh comment *sigh*
it doez dat….
*Nomming last uv deh popkormz*
goez 2 put on pjz.
will reed rest uv story wen i b reddy fir bed.
*brings a new bukkit ob popcormz fur cweenmj and self*
here u goes!
*nomnomnom…*
Thankz Hashim!!
nom nom
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Gess Dan b habbing problumz.
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i must going to bed noaw.
Yawnnnnnzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
hmmm… so i guess eberyone iz asleep naow? ……….. oh! dots!………………….
ok, gud nite cweenmj!!
sleep well!!
dun let teh lolrus bite!!
no it keeps eating my entries.
let’s try this for the third time.
We visit, she has some Okra. We work on the resume, she has some Okra. I have an interview at where she works. I blow it. She has some Okra.
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She, the light of my life, lets call her M for the sake of brevity, is also an ace Stage Manager. M teaches others how to be Stage Managers. M is also SM-ing a production for the Shakespere festival. I go along to a rehearsal and end up helping the director with an actor problem. After rehearsal some of the peeps go to a bar for drinks. This is something I never did and rarely do now. I guess I’m just not that comfortable with groups of people I don’t know. M has a splitting headache, M goes home, gives me the keys, I go to the bar.
oh for the love all that is holy.
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what is it a length thing?
oh, ur entry haz appeared! luk above….
great, so the other two might as well? super, I really like looking like a complete prat.
no u don’t!
weirdpress is… well, weird!!
dont blame ur self liek dat!!
aaannnnyyyway, the director and I start sharing childrens theatre war stories. I tell all the hats I wore working for the company I did for five years. Stage Manager, Technical Director, Lighting designer-tech-operator, Effects operator, Sound operator, Carpenter, Props artisan, Costumer, and Truck Driver.
The director asks “Are you working right now?”
No
Really? Can I have your information?
*I give ‘im a copy of the partially completed resume* Sure, here ya go.
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A day or so passes and her phone rings. There are messages at home and at work.
It is the people from The Lost Colony.
LC When can you be here?
SHD ummm *thinks about logistics* it’s tuesday morning….soooo….saturday.
LC Where are you?
SHD Harrisburg PA
LC Can’t you come here from there?
SHD I have two pair of jeans and my Gerber (multi-tool), I’m gonna need my gear to do what you want done. (I explain the distances involved)
LC Oh, okay…..well as soon as you can.
So the trip happens in reverse, best speed possible.
ohh… so its a looooooong journey fur u!!
hope uz gonna be safe!!
*paws crossed*
I call my dad and have him put my truck int he shop to fix a fuel leak, and make it a rush job, ride 1,450 odd miles to TX, round up gear, load it and motorcycle in truck, scoot booty for North Carolina..another 1,450 miles or so, buying tools and supplies I could’nt find at home.
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I get there, saturday afternoon.
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Make contacts working with folk there. “Dude, there is SO much work in NY for what you can do.”
For Real?
Yep.
Cool.
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So I ended up moving to NY and working for about a year and a half. Then the Towers fell.
ohh…. teh tragic ebents ob 9/11…
didja see it real time?
oddly enough…..no. I had a gig at the armory in south Manhattan that morning about 11 am. This was fashion week and the lighting had to be changed for the next fashion show being held there. I hadn’t turned on the TV, the voice-mail on my phone went off, but I couldn’t access it for some reason (little did I know at the time), I assumed it was further issues with that dratted thing. With where my apt. was in Brooklyn fire, ambulance, and police sirens are just background noise by this time.
I had no idea something was wrong till I tried to get on the subway and was told “No Manhattan bound trains anywhere”, then the clerk told me why.
annyhooo, I can trace all this back to………..six jars of hot pickled okra.
ohhh….
i still remember i was on teh sofa, relaxing when i saw teh 9/11 event. At furst, i thought it waz a drama but then i got to know taht it really happened…
you were what?….six? man, I can’t remember hardly anything from that young.
well, ya, i waz 6 but i remember mah memorys eben when i was 4 or 5!!
dey am teh best tiem of teh life!!
not me, but then that was the late 60’s early 70’s. there are some good reasons to forget.
ohhh… teh age factor i suppose…
taht iz also maeking a person forgetful….
I thought people had memorie lapses from teh sixties for… other reasons. I forget what.
Guess the hot pickled okra did not werk?
{{{Dan}}}
But at least you were able to come see my byootiful home state of NC! We has a proud here about our natural byooty. Mtns to the sea… we got it all!
What happend to teh visual aid?
Maybe u cud put it on ur profile if u can’t get it to post in a comment?
ohai Dan, leeza-b, eberybody.
Grayte story, Dan, but I echoez teh skwirrl girl…I wants teh vzual aids! Yu keeps up wif teh teez, telin us yr grayte height nd sexiness on motorsikkle nd long hair…we goze ccrazzzzy be4 2 long.
ohai booklion!
maybe we should be adding stagehands to teh list wif the brillyant scientist types and YNGs….
ohai, cween ov teh skwirlls! Yes, yu r right. Stagehands go on teh list wif teh YNG’s and brillyant sinetists, and kilt-wearing brogue-speakers. Reminesz me ov t-shirt I wunce saw: So menny mens, so liddle tyme.
did I get promoted? I thot we were prinsesses!
u forgotted cowbois and firemens.
but the list is really a werk in progress, ifinkso.
Yeesh. I’m cutting teh grasses and it is tropical hot and hoomid owtside. Sauna hot and hoomid. Pressure cooker hot and hoomid!
pleh. gtg finish before it gets even hotter.
drink lawts ov wadder, n icey tea, n lemmonaid, ‘k?
If yu ebber wants to tayke a trip up norf to cool off, yu iz welcome here.
wow dan, taht wuz graet story. iz funny how lief takes us wun playse tehn anovver tehn anovver an tehn we can luk bak on it all an rebember an mebbee laffs, or at leest see how intresting it all wuz! fank yoo dan!
“Y dehy kant b like deh gud wunz wii haz heer:
Aahz, Dan, NC66, Maus, Pd’B, Hashim, Gibbocat”
an lets not fergit teh ovver gennulmans ob ichc: Jack Deth, Qasim, DaveCanHasDrTinycat, Stend (wen him comes arownd, is very funny), Woozled…
fink iz cawz tehy al lubs teh kittehs?
I spent a chunk of time yesterday going through photos. Found some from NC, some from Ohio, but none from the trip. Will look Tuesday when I get home. Then I have to get to a scanner and download to my ‘puter.
O there u are!
Oh, sownds like ur going to alotta trubble Dan!
Not that we aren’t worth it
It wud be fun to see whatever u want to share,
if u can’t find the Rufus pic.
Say, how much is gas in oil countree these days?
I has a curious.
I begz to diffur. My frens hadz kitteh hu went skiing wif dem. Kitteh-style, ov kors. Kitteh rode in backpack, hwile hooman slavs did teh work in teh snow.
Nd teh abuv commint wz spozed to be a respone to teh esteemed Mad Sinetist d’Beaker on skiing.
hmm. ai takes your point. ai wuz thinking of kitteh in the snow, falling down and getting all wet … nawt sitting cumfy in teh backpack while teh hyooman duz all tehwork and getz them down just in tyme for hawt chawklit in the aprez-ski lownge … thatz more kitteh’s style
Speshally the part where teh kitteh sits in front of teh fireplase.
Now teh hot tub… not sew much!
Ya, kittehs iz smart that way.
Tho my kitteh-hu-iz-ober-teh-bridge didn’t mind teh snow. Himz had teh thikk fur, so it tukk a hwil be4 he got cold. Tehn agin, he wuz alwayz aksing me to build a fire in teh wud-burning stove hwen we libbed in Minnesnowta.
Wen i libbed in Minneesoda, I hadding a cat hoo luvinged 2 b owtside in deh winter…… I had 2 putting hand loshun on her liddul paw-pads 2 keep dem frum crakking….She had mennee plaises 2 chasing deh mouseez and sitting in deh winter sun….She hadded deh gud life, yes she did.
aww… the one time weezy got owt in teh snow, she can has freek-owt and hid under teh trailer behind my naybor’s howse until I got home from work and rescyooed hur from teh ebil snow.
Noasey kitteh iys noasey; annoeying kitteh iys annoeying;
hims bees rlly up inna aire bowt sumefing;
Awlsoe him sez teh whirld luukes beddure taht waiy, becuz iyts soe topsee-turvee az iyt iys;
Doin da wash to remob da kitteh fur
Egg noring da kitteh
Forgettin to feed da kitteh
G…
oopsie. dis blongs up in da thred
Is dis the same kitteh that ruined teh photo op?
peek-a-boo, aye seez u! ZOMG!!!!! put yer dang pantzez bak on!
ROFLOLOL Bluesfan!
*kitteh faynts frum da site*
Rite sides up.
Ur doin it rong.
Ceiling Cat’s Littul Halper halps Ceiling Cat watch u.
diz iz hou Santa Kitteh an hiz elfses larnd to “sees uz wen wur sleepin, etc”, frum Ceiling Cat and Hiz Littul Halpers?
How dayrs Hewminz youze
prybitt purrrsunnull Sun spawt
4 Nawtee Bawrn stuff?!!!
Hewminz shoodz getz rume!
No needz 2 seez wut Hewmins
duz Uppsyde downee!
Sun spawt muss habz gud
shawkz 2 wiffstandz sutch noyzee
nawtee nawteeness!
Jack.
*clappity clappity*
Yuss. Pliiz com joynmii! Wii wil hav teh gushifudz an kittehnipz!
That’s absolutely adorable.
*sigh*
Oh hai.
U iz in car.
Is u goin campins?
U taeks mee?
Hehe
That ar vary funneh!
“Ohai! can i seez yer lisence and registrationz?
kthxbye”
Excuse my lolcat speak, it may be a bit rusty…
yor lolspeek iz very gud, an yor commint iz very funny!