I'm feeling a little bit better today, so now that we've gotten all the dire health warnings out of the way I'll try to reply to some of you, please forgive me if I missed you, this is more than I've been able to type for months, and even just with these few replies, I ran out of juice before I could even get to updates about the wonderful gift I got yesterday - extra long wireless e-cigarettes with pushybuttons AND jewels on the end - 1 with a purple jewel and 1 with a
PINK jewel!
That should do wonders for the setback problem! I'll type some more when I can.
...would love to check out your videos, but they are all showing as "private" ...
My videos? set to Private? Impossible! Are you sure you weren't trying to see them by clicking one of those "url link" things?
Just pick a bunk bed, the sea green chipmunk pillow will find you, everyone else will help you choose a flattering ear style for your ears and feet pajamas, get yourself some cocoa from The Enchanted Plush Elephant and that "videos set to private" business will disappear as if it never existed!
...I think about her daily...
Well of course I've thought about you! If I'm not mistaken it's just about time for you and Shannon, and - I'm forgetting somebody, but I forget who - to be finishing up those pony (and giraffe) tail & mane-dos for the next Princess Parade...
...Please convey our best wishes...
He did, and did so beautifully, as did Poddled, your somewhat exuberant lilac colored ladybug pillow.
... "high quality liquids"...
Speaking of high quality liquids, I've been meaning to tell you that while all the mandibular monkeyshines have taken my already rather capricious tasting apparatus into a whole new level of senselessness, so that your meticulously crafted Cuban cigar juice currently tastes like currants or a Douglas fir, depending on whether it's Tuesday or not, Mrlolady, who has not smoked since his college days, has proclaimed that it does indeed taste like a Cuban cigar.
Not a Cohiba, but another very fine one whose name doesn't come to mind at the moment, but I'm sure I'll remember it if he tells me a few more times and writes it in big letters on a giant postit somewhere...
... I have been quite worried not seeing her post in such a long time...
And now you can worry about my sinuses. I knew you all would get them howling. Luckily they've switched me to Nasonex, which is slightly less vile.
I thought about you the other day, when I fished out a little bottle of juice born of that Gourmet Vapor Learn From Your Mistakes Machine, thinking it had finally 'steeped' enough.
The very first puff reminded me of a very wise thing you once said: "Wet dogs should never be washed in cinnamon."
... None of the stuffed animals were showing themselves lately...
Pish tosh! They've been right there every minute. Which you, of all people should know. You are in charge of cookie distribution after all. (By the way, when you get a minute, we seem to be running low on lemon tea cakes and chocolate marshmallow megachunk...)
... I hope you are an author, and if you are, tell us where we can buy your books...
I hope so, too, Dave, you can buy my books by reading here, and by clicking the link that says "blogs," because you've all been so kind to honor me with the "Best Blog" prize by clicking something, I forget what, but the price shouldn't be too many clicks. I guess clicking my name is the best bargain.
... "lolady" - does have a "Blog"...
Thank you for linking to it, Uncle! I'm sorry I had to use up all that battery charge the other day on such a dreary thing as a health warning, but at the same time I had to do it, just in case even one person might be wondering why they keep getting sicker and sicker in the absence of any dramatic change in their basic list of diseases.
... Good to know that she is still with us ....even if she can't actually "be with us"...
Oh, I've been "with you" every minute! Going through a lot of intense shamanical shenanigans has set me back, but there is no doubt in my mind that without all of my adoptees I'd be set way backer.
... there's an awful lot of fingers crossed in the hope she improves...
Thank you, and please keep them crossed. We are doing what we're able to, shaman-wise, but all those fingers and good wishes are improving me in ways that count more than bushels of gold poured into the shaman's pouch, even if we had any left to pour.
Oh LibertariaNate, you have been in my heart so much I've even begun spelling your name right, the greatest honor a sedated person can bestow.
I ended up putting my old cigarette holders back in their little velvet jewelry roll. None of them are made of any fancy materials (I'm sure I had some, but I guess I gave them away so many years ago I'd forgotten about it) so I'm saving the remaining ones until the KR808d-1 people come to their senses and make one with a small enough diameter to fit in them.
... it's obvious how much we miss her...
I have no words for how much I've missed all of you, nor to express how much thoughts of you all have kept me going even on days when everything else (save Mrlolady) stomped off in a fit of pique and refused to.
... Hoosier...told her that her fan club misses her...
He sure did, and it was the sweetest and most delightful surprise I've received since...well, the only thing I can think of that comes close is the carved wooden box of oil paints I got for my seventh birthday, which occurred right around the seventh century.
... still analogue free since May 11. Long live Hon lik...
Congratulations! And long live you! That makes me feel better all by itself! And plumps up my battery with hopefulness, a desperately needed commodity during "challenging times."