11/28/12
A tiny spot of dust flies up from the ground next to the Tea Service setting and table in the middle of Vapeland. Dirt slowly begins to mound up and a tiny, pointed, pink, nose emerges, sniffing the Vapeland air eagerly. It is a gray mouse. She quickly expands her burrow and exits it. Pausing, on her back legs, her front legs lifted, right paw upward she looks back and forth and a tiny, squeaky, feminine voice projects from her. She is wearing a tiny amulet that glows blue, her voice is soft but clear, " Heeeeeere's yardbyrd!"
Suddenly the mouse evaporates and music, from the Tonight show with Johnny Carson can be heard as yardbyrd's head appears in the hole, left by the mouse, and he rises slowly from it; his perch becomes visible and stops, byrd atop it, covering the hole left by the mouse. His platinum YB medallion is glowing purple and a smooth, deep, male Latin accented voice, is heard:
"Greetings and salutations Vaplandians! A gracious welcome and invitation to soujourn here to all our new faces and visitors....Viva Vapeland!
My schedule, among several other realms, has kept me from you all these past few days; viewing some of the Thanksgiving posts regarding stuffing Avians this may be a boon to us all! So much posted, so much said, so much felt and related in my brief absence! I only return today at the urgings of my right hand man and assistant, James, and to relate some news and opinions for him. For once he is detained in another realm, tending to a serious matter for me, so I come to speak for him today; and Boxing day is still over a month away!
James has never had any luck with carto tanks. He recently purchased a Vivi Nova Mini which he likes well -so far. He paid far less for it than the one carto tank he has purchased which has never performed well at all.
He sends best wishes to those among us who are not feeling well with a footnote that prayers and positive energies flow from him at every opportunity for the relief of those who are not feeling well. I must add a resounding, second, to those intimations. Condolences Charmed412,
Alas! James has saved for some time and is awaiting two orders of precious Vapelandian elixirs. One is for White Rabbit, and Pear Ship with adjustments to the Pear Ship, and the other, made several days later, for Cherry Blossom, with adjustments, Mystic Mandalime, with adjustments and Foursqure. He has been waiting over a week for the original order and suspects the recent sale, influx of orders, and requests for adjustment have caused his orders to arrive gingerly. Both orders are confirmed but apparently still not shipped as of this moment. So we both empathize with those of you who still jump up at the site of the postman!
For my own part, I must say, that just being here in Vapeland with you all is a wonderful thing. The matters of the other Realms call me away now...hopefully I will be able to return to you all more quickly."
Yardbyrd pauses. He looks right and left then up and down. He stands on his left leg and his right leg is holding that same wand, black with a white tip, that he has brandished before. He waves it in a ciruclar motion, that makes him wobble comedically, and quickly extending his left wing, regains his balance. He taps his perch with the white tip of the spell woven stick, once, twice, and on the third tap the female mouse has returned! She begins to run circles around yardbyrd's perch as he resumes the circular wand waving and a furrow appears beneath the mouse and she runs fast, faster, fastest until she turns into whip cream that builds up in a swirling motion and engulfs yardbyrd and his perch. They are both obliterated from site in a mound of pristine white cream when the tip of the wand appears and extends just far enough to be seen.....and tapping the top of the whipped cream mound a cherry appears! Tapping again the confection wavers, falters, grows dim and slowly starts to fade. You can hear words...Viva Vapeland! Viva La Vapeland! Viva La Vita Vapeland!"
Viva La Vita Vapeland, indeed, that flowing life of wonderment and cheer, that jovial meeting place of quaffers of the Vapelandain nectors, that realm of friendly magick and friendlier company, that avid enviroment, that peaceful respite, that energized and prevailing realm of soothing spells....Vapeland.
A tiny spot of dust flies up from the ground next to the Tea Service setting and table in the middle of Vapeland. Dirt slowly begins to mound up and a tiny, pointed, pink, nose emerges, sniffing the Vapeland air eagerly. It is a gray mouse. She quickly expands her burrow and exits it. Pausing, on her back legs, her front legs lifted, right paw upward she looks back and forth and a tiny, squeaky, feminine voice projects from her. She is wearing a tiny amulet that glows blue, her voice is soft but clear, " Heeeeeere's yardbyrd!"
Suddenly the mouse evaporates and music, from the Tonight show with Johnny Carson can be heard as yardbyrd's head appears in the hole, left by the mouse, and he rises slowly from it; his perch becomes visible and stops, byrd atop it, covering the hole left by the mouse. His platinum YB medallion is glowing purple and a smooth, deep, male Latin accented voice, is heard:
"Greetings and salutations Vaplandians! A gracious welcome and invitation to soujourn here to all our new faces and visitors....Viva Vapeland!
My schedule, among several other realms, has kept me from you all these past few days; viewing some of the Thanksgiving posts regarding stuffing Avians this may be a boon to us all! So much posted, so much said, so much felt and related in my brief absence! I only return today at the urgings of my right hand man and assistant, James, and to relate some news and opinions for him. For once he is detained in another realm, tending to a serious matter for me, so I come to speak for him today; and Boxing day is still over a month away!
James has never had any luck with carto tanks. He recently purchased a Vivi Nova Mini which he likes well -so far. He paid far less for it than the one carto tank he has purchased which has never performed well at all.
He sends best wishes to those among us who are not feeling well with a footnote that prayers and positive energies flow from him at every opportunity for the relief of those who are not feeling well. I must add a resounding, second, to those intimations. Condolences Charmed412,
Alas! James has saved for some time and is awaiting two orders of precious Vapelandian elixirs. One is for White Rabbit, and Pear Ship with adjustments to the Pear Ship, and the other, made several days later, for Cherry Blossom, with adjustments, Mystic Mandalime, with adjustments and Foursqure. He has been waiting over a week for the original order and suspects the recent sale, influx of orders, and requests for adjustment have caused his orders to arrive gingerly. Both orders are confirmed but apparently still not shipped as of this moment. So we both empathize with those of you who still jump up at the site of the postman!
For my own part, I must say, that just being here in Vapeland with you all is a wonderful thing. The matters of the other Realms call me away now...hopefully I will be able to return to you all more quickly."
Yardbyrd pauses. He looks right and left then up and down. He stands on his left leg and his right leg is holding that same wand, black with a white tip, that he has brandished before. He waves it in a ciruclar motion, that makes him wobble comedically, and quickly extending his left wing, regains his balance. He taps his perch with the white tip of the spell woven stick, once, twice, and on the third tap the female mouse has returned! She begins to run circles around yardbyrd's perch as he resumes the circular wand waving and a furrow appears beneath the mouse and she runs fast, faster, fastest until she turns into whip cream that builds up in a swirling motion and engulfs yardbyrd and his perch. They are both obliterated from site in a mound of pristine white cream when the tip of the wand appears and extends just far enough to be seen.....and tapping the top of the whipped cream mound a cherry appears! Tapping again the confection wavers, falters, grows dim and slowly starts to fade. You can hear words...Viva Vapeland! Viva La Vapeland! Viva La Vita Vapeland!"
Viva La Vita Vapeland, indeed, that flowing life of wonderment and cheer, that jovial meeting place of quaffers of the Vapelandain nectors, that realm of friendly magick and friendlier company, that avid enviroment, that peaceful respite, that energized and prevailing realm of soothing spells....Vapeland.
