kev ~ "we love enough to wish upon ourselves" I really like that.
and Gala? is that you? have I not known all this time you are ALSO the wench? duh me. Nice work, oh wench one!
oh, one more thing... didn't mean to scold the person who sent in the Misty Blue poem. I realize we have no idea the age of people who submit, etc., but Ummm... did a little hostility show through? Didn't intend for it to, that issue just really gripes me. When someone works to create something from their heart and then it's copped, well ... to me it's a little like kidnapping, wordnapping I guess. So I aplogize for jumping on that one :)
it really sucked you fucken faGGET BOTH OF YALL JUST NEED TO GO SUCK MY BIG DICK
Criminy....busted. Thanks Madison.
I feel the need to explain the multiple persona thing---lest someone think I play two names so one can praise the others work! That is too tacky---never done it, never will.
Actually, Mr. Urenda cracked the code a while ago...not half so clever as I immagined myself!
But we're all more than one person inside---Gala is a married woman with a child--- Poetwench can be sassy, brassy and bold without the same connotations! Some poems come from the very soul of Gala---but others are written by the evil twin werewolf chick who hides in my brain, emerging with the full moon.
I ask the pardon of the Blender for this bit of caprice on my part---Kirk in particular.
I guess the Wench is dead...I shall miss her---but since she's seeing more action then crusty old Gala, I guess I can claim her as my own.
Love to all, except Madison who blew my cover!
Galadrial
Elven Imperatrix
Elven Information Officer
Holy Crapola!
I thought I was the ONLY one who didn't know! I am so sorry... It was about a week ago I noticed it. You'd mentioned a typo in the description line of a poem you'd written. I searched HIGH and low for a typo from one "Gala" who had posted the typo thing, and it was not to be found. Then bingo! There it was, the very same line you'd described, but not from Gala, from the Poetwench. So.... I just assumed EVERYONE knew but me, since you *were* the one to point it out.
Sorry - <Madison shrugs her shoulders and twists her mouth up in a most apologetic fashion>
Oh Subliterate One,
The correct spelling is "faggot", from Old English, and it means a bundle of sticks...
As far as big anything is concerned, I doubt it in the extreme---roll of dimes...
How proud you mom must be!
Gala
Oh Madison,
I love you anyway---was tired of not being able to claim the Wench's stuff anyway---and you're probably right...(sigh) Loved your pick by the way...
Gala
Here it is, Gala:
From: Galadrial
Date: 3 March 2000
Oh that will teach me to make a sub a 2:45 a.m. again---the word in the description was supposed to be "warm" not "eram" or whatever I botched....
Love ya, too - I had no idea it was a secret. Thought I was just "duh" ~
hahahaha speaking of DUH, what happened there? haha okay nice try, I'll try again:
From: Galadrial
Date: 3 March 2000
Oh that will teach me to make a sub a 2:45 a.m. again---the word in the description was supposed to be "warm" not "eram" or whatever I botched....
*hugs*
ummm, hey! is the sweet elf brewing some magic? I'm feeling a little auro of greenness around me here! Honest to Cheeses, the first time I submitted the copy/paste of the "evidence" it wasn't there when I looked!
Madison
Elves do not hold grudges...and you should be fine after you eat a few pounds of flies Mad...
Okay gang---now I'm curious...who really knew the Wench and Gala were related before I got "outted" by the Wench from Wisconsin?
Gala
Gala/Wench/Fairy Godmother
I was on to you in all your personas (from the same evidence that Madison claimed nonetheless). People who have secret identities should BE more careful...tsk tsk.
Poems still wonderful no matter what the author's name.
Madison...I am glad I wasn't the one to blow her cover...but only because you got to it first *hehe*
Misti-
Paps eating circus peanuts and watching a porno...now THERE is an image. *giggles*
Spunky ole fart isn't he?
I LIKE him lots...don't let anything sad happen.
Okay Fairy God kid,
Rub it in....you really wouldn't have outted me, would you? (Gasp) Now I have to be a damned grown up...(muttering)
Gala,
Her wand wilting...
Megs,
Funny you should mention that (not letting anything sad happen). Last week I saw a rainbow and had this vision. I remembered something a prophetess told me in church back in '97, right before I found the Blender. She told me that she saw a raincloud over my head but assured me that someday there would be a rainbow in its place. When I told her my name she really freaked out! Anyway, I thought maybe I could have Becca see a psychic in Vegas who tells her the same thing. Then she and Papaw could be drivin' along in the desert when all of a sudden she sees a rainbow and gets excited like I often do and loses control of the car. They would both die instantly. The film would end with Derek sitting in a bar remembering the karaoke experience. Then he would release two blue balloons into the sky or something Symbolic like that. Ha! My friend Paul doesn't want me to kill em off, but I can't stand the idea of Papaw going back to the nursing home!!!!!
Misti-
While your ending has a flair for the dramatic...I can't bear to see Papaw DIE either...there has to be a good solution in there somewhere.
Funny that I am more upset at that then at the aspect of Becca dying...<is thinking> Not that I want to see her die either.
Hmmm...Becca and Papaw drive through the desert and are almost on empty and pull over at a gas station where they stumble across a lost 20 dollar bill, blow it on dollar scratch off tickets, hit the jackpot and BUY the rest home where Papaw runs it at his whims with Becca and Derek by his side and the sunsets over the roof.
Now THAT is a happy ending ;)
But do as you will...I will love it one way or the other...
Megs
And Godmother dearest...
It was just your fairy dust making me more intuitive.
You think I would turn you in?
*gasp* NO!!!
*Loads of mischievious giggles*
Fairy girl Megs
Ifellapart, I don't think I have ever seen any other work by you in the blender, but I just read your whole Words Untitled, in its entirity. I couldn't stop reading it. It was different than most of the poems I read, but it was real. It was easy to understand, and every word on the paper, was about every emotion i feel too. i just was wondering how old you are?
Good Work!! Ashley
Really enjoyed going through the March submissions tonight ...
Toklas... Reading Latin...
all I can say is.... (after I *sigh* and *close eyes* in contentment)
perfection.
mEg
<pout> been busy at work, everytime I re-design something they change the names of the projects - I've just re-made a button bar damn well 4 times... grrrrrr.....
Loved some of the new subs but I wasn't organised enough to write em down!! I'll do it when I get home.
For those of you that know the story of the Ex who wanted a gift back in return for him returning of my spare set of house/car keys, you'll be pleased to know that asking my truckdriver/bouncer friend (who happens to look like a wrestler) to pick them up from the Ex, did the trick and Jimi - the friend, is now the proud owner of an undergarment the Ex decided to wrap the keys in, Jimi hopes they are mine (I've not sighted them, so I am not sure) and is planning on pinning them to the back wall of his truck... *rolling her eyes*
I'm happy that I didn't have to part with the watch, as a matter of principle however I'll never wear it again.
Gala - I'd have outted ya if I'd been more of a detective like Madi... or at least used it against ya for awhile. *cheeky grin* although seeing as you told me yourself I guess its no issue!