And though his cloud did blot out the face of the sun in the Sandbox, Yea, it did spread and widen.
It crossed over the abyss, and entered the dark windy waste, where it was hailed with great rejoicing. For the souls of the wasted inhabitants were twisted and perverted and did find much joy in masochistic worship.
Nexa: No way I can bring up the Boston trip and not remember that funny bus drive. You have a personality that anyone can fall in love with (Smash can vouch for that, I think.) The fact that if left alone, you'll make knots out of straws while everyone else is engaged in conversation makes you that much more awesome.
I'm just glad that you would favor the idea that you met some psychic chick on a bus rather than figure out who I was sooner, hahaha.
Nexa
____________________________
“It has always been the prerogative of children and half-wits to point out that the emperor has no clothes. But a half-wit remains a half-wit, and the emperor remains an emperor.†― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
***** you and your bad memory. I cut down on the posting for a little while and you immediately forget about oldtimers like Tare, Git and me. Oh, and that guy Elind-something. Yeah, him too.
I'm in the middle of a complete backyard landscaping/building project and am finding it difficult to find time outside of work to post here. Besides that, my boss has had me working nights for almost two months and none of you guys are up at that time. However-- however! --because you asked so nicely, bee-otch, I'll post some pictures of the whole she-bang when it's done and let each of you oooh and aaah over my designing prowess.
Sure, why not? I'm a spade and I have a large dirty tool designed for digging and rooting around, so it stands to reason I am into terraforming yards and the ladies. Just ask Mrs. Totem. She'll vouch for my plowing technique.