Posted on 02/01/2012 3:44:24 PM PST by chrismac
LOL! Yes, when jolly old Sol gets Earth out of his system. Still, as you've seen at times past, I don't go on at this rate for long; a longish post or three at a stint usually caps it off. Of course, I do command performances, as well, so if people ask, I generally oblige, and attempt to be thorough.
This is, after all, the Undead Thread.
And what better subject than means of being undead? Nully started it; fanfan inquired further; it was building to a nice subject line, and I aver that I made a nice addition. LoM phoned me Wednesday evening for the expressed purpose of thanking me for casting such a grand vision of eternal undeadness.
We’ve never been sullied with sanctity before.
Well, then, it's high time we tried it! We've done so many other things, after all, being sanctified with sullenness just doesn't sound appealing. To keep it light and fluffy, and bring it hot from the oven lavish with honey butter's the foremost goal — the cornbread's no good any other way.
I invite all to a smorgasbord; take what you love and leave what you don't, but know it wouldn't be right of me not to set the table full 'til it stands groaning under the weight of the victuals. I aim to serve a feast, but, whether any man feast with me, or whether he keep his fast, 'tis a matter of his own conscience, and I'll neither judge his appetite, nor any lack thereof. Therefore, to what I present, let them that desire to eat heartily dig in, and let them that do not — not.
Spectators are welcome.
Several of Louis L’Amour’s stories from his years in the Pacific (1930s and into the 40s) have been made into movies. He was not, in my opinion, notable for tight plotting - you can get to the end and say, “Now wait a minute, how did that happen?” - but his characterization and action are great. He said himself that he didn’t like to edit: if there were gaps, there were gaps, and readers should just go with the flow.
After he died, his son was planning a biography, but ran into long periods in his father’s life when he couldn’t find out where Louis was living, what he was doing, or what name he was using. (It’s interesting that some people can disappear from the record, while others from the same time period have their entire lives documented.) There are strong indications that he was involved in espionage out there in the islands, even in Soviet Russia, but we’ll probably never know until we get to the Final Library.
And I agree with Bob - if anyone is going to keep writing through the Hereafter, Louis would be the one. He was doing it for fun, because he wanted to share a story. Like Darksheare, only without the music videos.
He's nervous. He sat on the changing table for a while, and then in his bed, but then he went in the closet for the night and hasn't turned up yet. Usually he's at the door as soon as I get downstairs, wanting to go out. If he was outside for two below-freezing nights, he probably needs to catch up on his sleep in a secure location.
He said one time that he could write in the middle of a busy thoroughfare.
"Persnickety, I am not," said Louis.
I’ll bet he was a lot of fun.
I found Jake lurking on some old Girl Scout uniforms, in the corner of the closet behind the skirts of my long dresses. He’ll come out when he’s hungry enough ...
I’m enjoying your voluminous and vivid verbiage.
With a patch of fur missing, I wonder if he was in a fight, and if so, does he have injuries? He may be lying low and staying quiet because he is literally licking his wounds.
The fact that he came home at all is amazing.
The bare patch is just missing fur - the skin isn’t broken - and he didn’t object to being picked up, which he would have if something hurt. I think he’s just tired and stressed out. If he’s not acting like himself after the weekend, I’ll take him to the vet to be looked over, but it’s not an emergency.
We see “Lost Cat” signs sometimes, and I often observe that cats really don’t get lost, they just decide to move out. However, cars, dogs, coyotes, and other hazards are always out there.
Yep. Sounds like a cat fight. It’s good that Jake will let you hold him.
The last thing you need is stress.
How is Kathleen doing these days? Is she sleeping through the night?
Kathleen would like to sleep 5 hours or more, but I have to feed her.
Jamie-our-hairdresser is here: she’s working privately (and probably untaxed) because rent at a salon was too expensive.
With the patch missing he’s hiding because he’s em-bare-assed cats do have their dignity after all...
LOL!
Bill says his hair looks better than it ever has in his life, so Jamie the hairdresser has earned her pay. I look like a radical feminist Duke professor, but it’s much better than looking like a raccoon.
It’s his own fault.
Jake was out at the market, he’s contacting his superiors now that he has acquired ‘something important’.
“Like Darksheare, only without the music videos.”
LOL, thanks.
I was hoping “Staiway to the Skies” would get the imagery right of this crazy manned cannonball rising through the air before crashing down.
If Jake hadn’t been “fixed,” the neighborhood would be hip-deep in brown striped kittens. He’s got quite an opinion of his own machismo.
Thinks he’s a swooner eh?
Well, he’s clean, compared to outdoor rounders like Yellow Cat.
Ah, Yellow Cat who spies on you for the coming invasion.
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