*whine* Why does Marcia always get all the attention? It's always "Marcia, Marcia, Marcia"! *whine*

You cannot imagine the amazement when I hit the reload button to see if there were any new postings and saw this! This must be some sort of a firth for a drooleur to be thus recognized. Wer, step outside with me for a moment, please...?!

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I promise not to do anything bad...I just want to talk to you about something.

okay

You will not be sorry...I promise!!!

Marcia, I'm SO impressed! a whole drool site devote just to you! Which one of the babes on the left hand side is you? (hee hee) ;) Have you bragged of this to Ray yet, or do you think he'll stumble across it on his own?

Hi EsBee! Surprise!!! Thanks for your comments! I am the one with the knee up under her chin. I am a floor-dweller, and have used that position from time to time...

...as to the resident male animal...you gotta be kidding. He already has a severely limited sense of humor and an outsized ego, to boot. I think I will keep this little secret from him as well as Drool in general. He does not know of Spring; he just knows I spend an inordinant nuber of hours on the computer "talking to my friends," as he puts it =)

Then i suppose i'll refrain from sending him an anonymous email, suggesting he check out this site. (*hee hee* -I wouldnt really!) ;) ...Although, perhaps i should send a note with the 800 number of a RR service in Hilo. -always willing to help! :)

Yeah....I see that...and guess whose carriage just had a Jack-in-the-box Clownie stuck onto the antenna. (Yeah, I know...I know!!!)

and guess who now has her own conference... http://www.spring.net/yapp-bin/restricted/browse/Geo/all

Thank you for mentioning it. Please visit and comment!

just tell me how does it works it a bit amazing.

how does what work?

marcia's conference is neato!!!

Hi Wolf, thanks! Been really busy in there, have enlisted my son who has swamped me with great update links and info stuff. I haven't had so much fun since the last time...and I had a lot of help from a certain gentleman programmer...=)

see...help somebody out and they start calling you names and spreading rumors and then you've got a reputation...and...and...and...

Sorry if I polished your shining armour too brightly. I had forgotten about that reputation you have to maintain. Silly me! I shall be more careful in the future.

May I say that it did not surprise me in the slightest to find this topic, Marcia.

Ree, Thank you! That is one of the nicest things I have ever been told. I consider it high praise, indeed, from the world-class Babe that you are! I have so much to learn...*sigh*....but I'm a quick learner when inspired!

Nonsense, you're a natural!! As for me; that Babe-thing doesn't exactly apply here. But at least I've got the typing to fall back on!! ha-ha! Actually, and since this IS your topic, I would like to ask you something. See, there is this conference, called 'inner'. Only those of us who are closest have access to it - it's like all the other conferences, but in some cases perhaps a bit more personal. That's because everyone there trusts one another, and we would never tell each others secrets in any of the other conferences. Well, we've all had a talk, and the others have asked me to invite you over, because we like and respect you a great dea . I am not sure if Wer has fixed it so that you'll have access yet, but if he hasn't, he will e-mail you as soon as he has (right, WER???). So, what do you think? Would you consider joining the carriwitchet club?

I would be delighted. Thank you more than I can say (in a few thousand well-chosen words...) I shall be the soul of discretion. Keeping things confidential is part of the integrity and sincerity I bring to the Spring. I am pleased to join you! Mahalo Nui Loa! wer, are you listening??? Please contact me as to what I am to do. Thanks!

oh, that's it, Ree, just let everyone know about it!!! anyway, it started off because I can't afford prescription drugs and professional therapy, and my confidants have just kind of run with it since then...between them and my own little voices, I am feeling much better now! (and, yes, I'll email you...)

Thank you! As ever, you pluck me up by the shoe strings and set me down/up where I should be. I am Most Grateful, Wer!

Did I say something wrong??? Wer??? Was I supposed to do this via e-mail?? Oh, bugger!

Sweetie, Not to worry. That I am delighted to be there is without doubtand I have already made a rather large puddle in Concensus. And, here I thought I was house-broken! (Wer, please don't flog her!)

No, Wer, don't listen to her! Flog me, flog me!

Hey, you gotta get in line...behind me =)

wiat a second, no one needs to be flogged! well, *ahem* unless they wants to be!

That was sort of the idea, was it not?!

*fingers crossed*

Do you prefer to do it with your fingers crossed?! Come aside and lets do a test run...

never tried! so, you'd be first then right, Marcia? it is, after all, your topic...

Indeed - the rest are alseep for the night, I believe...Have your way with me, William!

my way? there's got to be better ways than that! suggestions, anyone? Ree, where's your sister when I need some tips?!?!

She's moving to Virginia, but I know what her advice would be: 'Just stick it in!'

that sounds like your advice...and besides, we are still talking spanking aren't we?

William, dear, I thought this was between us. You will figure something out..but, a word of warning. You hurt me, you have to kiss it and make it better. And, please, no onlookers...!

I'm just trying to figure out what's going on!

(If you find out, please let me know!) Anyway, all Babes worth the name - go write poetry, collect something and tell Wolf all about it, or come hunt rocks with me in Geo.

and don't mind me while I sit in the corner and babble...

*laugh* you've endeared yourself to me and many others through such 'babbling'... so don't sit so far into that corner that we can't hear you

have pissed off almost as many, as well... think I can learn to babble while holding my tongue?

LOL! Marcia, congrats on this topic! You are a very special lady and i'm glad someone thought of honouring you publicly - in this way or any other! Good for you, Wer! Treat her well now, or I'll do the flogging >-E

Thanks Gi. You got back just in time!

I'm afraid you'll have to get in line, Gi, as there are several in that line, whatever the reason...

I've always wanted to get flogged by a male person with long hair, wearing a white hat, smoking a cigar - - - that visual WAS correct, was it not?

Sorry, Wer, I do not want to be flogged, what I can do is shorten the line up by flogging too :-)

Since this is about me, I will be absent during flogging - got enough unwarranted stuff like that as the little kid in the family. Never again!

oops, I misunderstood again... I was referring to the line of people wanting to flog me...

ho-hey, hey-ho! The name's Ree-head-mc- monkey-mc-keen, and you've come to the right place! Now, stick out yer ar$e, and cover yer face and I'll show ya a flogging never before seen!

everyone ran away... no... no... stay back Ree-head... uh uh... nope I didn't want a flogging.. no... please... take that thing somewhere else... aaaccck!!! HELP!!!!!

Decorum, Ladies, Please! Shall we adjourn to the Bath?! They just might not understand out here =)

*lol* (I think I see two lines - one for floggers and one for flogees - and they keep changing sides...this must be corrected immediately)Everyone into the pool! Mind you don't upset the candles and champagne...flowers are fair game and are floating everywhere. Aaaaahhhh! Isn't that better?!

hey... someone pinched my butt...

You mean it is missing?! OK, who has Stacey's butt?

*CACKLE* rotflwlomao!

THAT's her butt??? OOPS!! Here, have it back, girl - honest to God, I thought it was .... your tits!!! HAAAA!!!! No! OOOH, OOOH! I have a joke for you! Okay, so this guy murders his wife, and buries her in the back year, with her butt sticking out of the ground. The upset neighbours alarm the police, they come around, they find wifey's butt in the garden. And the young officer asks the guy, 'Why the hell didn't you bury ALL of her??' So, the guy answers, 'I needed a place to park my bicycle.' ha-ha!!!!! That's one of my sister's.

Where in VA is she moving to, Ree? DC area?

I'm not sure, Autumn - I don't know the USA, but they will be living close to a place called Langley; I think that's what she said. Her huband works for the CIA, a regular little Bond-hunka-man, and apparently that's where their headquarters or somthing is.

I've heard of Langley Air Force Base, but I'm not sure if it's in Northern VA or not; I'll have to look on a map.

Yep. Langley, CIA, that's right. Name's spelled on all the little shops' signs there! "C.I.A.". No dried tomatoes, though. Headquarter, Training Area, the whole thing. No good olive oil, though. Kentucky Bourbon for drinking. Lots of clowns who have never seen a circus, too!

Langley is not your typical Welcome Wagon community! (Love the comment about the clowns!) I read through this whole topic and I do not know who it is that is moving to VA. Might we all know, please?

Marcia, it is my sister, Sonja. Autumn and Stacey and Wer and a few others know her a bit. She logged in while visiting me last year. Anyway, they've bought a 3 storey house there all for themselves, so I guess that'll make the move worth it - it sure would for me! She's a bit of a recluse, so I don't think it'll really matter WHERE she is, so long as she's got her medical books and journals, and the jarred snakes on her bedside table.

Sounds like me...but I need Spring (jarred snakes and bags of lilve frogs in the reefer was my ex). Without Spring I hardly exist at all *grin* Thanks for the explanation...(running to catch up with all the reading of postings and doing Geo at the same time...pant...pant!)

did I hear reefer?

reefer in this case is refrigerator.

gotcha...

...and for the record, I have never inhaled either one!

LOL!

So "Reefer Madness" in Hawaii is the forbidden midnight stroll to the 'fridge?

HA-HA!!!! Or fridges that attack people. IT'S A-L-I-V-E!!!

Alexander, that is about as exciting as it gets. For the real stuff you ask for Pakalolo which roughly translates as crazy tobacco. It is the largest revenue-producing crop in the Islands, but since it is illegal, it goes untaxed and is thriving. I guess my refrigerator is too full to attack. It just sits there and complains from time to time.

Tell me about this other stuff, this P-plant... (Wow! Riette, you like one of my postings! My gosh, what happened to you? Havin' a bad day? ;=} )

Honestly, you are presumptuous! I cannot remember saying ONCE that I liked that posting - I laughed because it was so true, not because it was pleasant! �victorious grin� And it's been a great day. And yours, good neighbour?

Being presumptuous?

Being whatever you want to be - you are a great many things.

Unfortunately, I know. You keep telling me, remember?

Did I mention infuriating?

No, not today at least.

Oh, wait! That was some sort of compliment and I didn't get it, right?

Well, I don't entirely dislike being infuriated. At least it's not dull, it's not asleep.

And it seems being infuriated is your favorite state? And anything else is dull in comparison?

No. But I don't see the point in cheap flattery either.. One can't, every time you write a response, say to the previous person, 'Oh, I think you're wonderful and beautiful and perfect.' Okay, okay, that's an exaggeration, and a compliment is a good thing, but if you do it ALL the time, then there's nothing real about it anymore; it's just boring and predictable. I'd rather argue than be flattered falsely.

Aloha you two...would you like to throw down gauntlets or take ten paces...etc? (Ree, be nice to this man - I really think he is special!)

Pakalolo is Marijuana (Canabis) in Hawaiian

Special? Nonsense! He is unpredictable and challenging and will not hear! Actually, that IS my kind of special.

Riette, I think you're wonderful and beautiful and perfect, and I share much of what you say above (just couldn't resist this little paradoxon, too tempting), but argue or discussing is one thing. Another thing is saying "THE THRUTH" out straight away, no inhibitions, no consideration. Tried that myself in the past, makes good enemies. Being a bit more tactical and gentle might score more points with the other side... and win them over perhaps. Like I wouldn't be able to convince a chap I just kicked to pulp of my sincere intentions and deeply-felt wish to help him. Not that I'm in the kicking business, but you know what I mean. "No need to kick a guy that's down."

(I think I shall sneak over to collecting again so as not to disturb this little discussion...)

(how what's-the-word-I'm-looking-for of you!)

I'd hardly call you 'down', Alexander. And I'm not into the conditioning business. Whatever happened to fun and playing, and people not reading harm into it all the time?? Why is it, that every time one says something that upsets the balance in the slightest, people get scared and remind you not to be bad? What is wrong with challenging and being challenged, and what is so RIGHT about this careful, polished manner of conversation, where one has to take SUCH care to be charming. Why should people not e allowed to get away with anything but insecurity and fear?

Because then their heads explode!

If I ever succumb to it, I think I shall die from within.

Are you guys making love or war here? It is hard for me to tell.

(Marcia, it's the colour of the spilled fluids by which you can tell... None here, yet. That? Oh, that's just an old scratch. That? Bumped myself against a door, will you believe that!) Riette, I'm just very careful around certain areas and subjects. And emotions. Being open and frank does not have to mean one has to be compulsively drastic. That might alienate people, or scare them. I know - been both sides of that creek. And more often than not drifted it down, too... face down! Could our difference in this derive from me being European and you being African? Do you think the society in which you were raised handles things the way you do? I'm curious... And I wonder about myself... I've found behaviour that invites cooperation and exchange of ideas more becoming to my subjective state of happiness - and my job as editor, foremost! And it works with extremely different types of people, but not all people, and not all the time. But imagine what would happen if I told all the label-folks the truth about their product... even if it is just the personal point I have, and I am not necessarily right.

...and I am not necessarily right, which we are just discovering once more!

...oh no! But...I believed in you and think you are right...(but this comment was not addressed to me.) Alexander, what do you edit? I have held that job, also.

So, what we're doing in here is an editing job?

When we are children we are allowed to be honest; when we grow up, that becomes a liability. Suddenly we have to stop thinking freely, and edit our thoughts, and deny feeling what we feel out loud for the sake of not playing out of the careful balance which wise and learned people are so terrified of seeing disturbed. No wonder people never really know where they stand with one another. I find it an insult to people's intelligence to be told I should treat them like an editing job - nobody deserves nything less than the truth. But if people here find that offensive, then I don't really belong here at all.