Oh and Jag.... You're up next

Dodo.... this is not pyrite, or gold... it's:

Chewing gum

Dodo, when it comes to food or drink (especially if I seem to be wearing something white).... that's always a possibility

Yeah, but I'm naturally clumsy, so if I spill it will that count

You really get to know who your friends are during a pie fight

There was only one other time I laughed so hard here on Mingle that I sent milk (or was it soda, or was it coffee?) through my nose while drinking. I have Roberta to thank for that one Note to myself: Never drink while looking at Mingle This was too funny

Privacy and safety in mind, it is an acronym. Parts of my first and middle names

Cement,Jack hammers, Ladders, Falling, Nurses, Harems, Leopard bedding....
Can we all handle another:

Good Morning Viv (and everybody) Geez, you're lucky. It's running about $3.25 here in New England(as of the other day)and I'm assuming that even that can vary up or down depending on the state or part of the states here. You must be closer to a refinery there in Texas

Oh and I saw that Ese posted in another thread. I don't know if you're going to end up in this thread soon, but just in case: Glad to see you're back from your "walk". Hope it was a good one for you.

I'm hoping things are getting better for you. I had a bad spell a while back with things. This song below (I get knocked down but I get up again) just seemed to go on in my head for a while at the time. Seemed to give me the strength to fight back. Don't know if it would help, but atleast good thoughts are sent your way

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2H5uWRjFsGc

To heck with the cookies... that pony keg thingy (I'd never heard of it before, must be a regional thing), that's what would make a good party And Sage, everyone knows this.... I don't fly So there's no negotiations there But one day, really, If I could find the time, and gas wouldn't cost me an arm AND a leg and I trusted my car...I really would love to go to one of those Texas meets. You guys truly do know how to party I've seen the pics you guys have posted over the years Yea, I know, that's alot of "ands" to line my ducks up in a row for a trip

It's kind of like peanut butter (a thicker consistancy though). As for the flavor: think of it as a sweet chocolate spread with a hint of hazelnut. So, if you ever had a chocolate bar with hazelnuts in it and you liked it... and you like the consistancy and ease of spreading peanut butter. You'd love Nutella

As if feeling the panic that Melanie was beginning to have, Jess walked over and sat next to Melanie.

Melanie, said Jess. Do you remember anything about your mother?

I have been raised by my grandma replied Jess. My mother died at birth and she has raised me since. My grandmother passed away only a short while ago. And at the thought of her grandmother her hand went to the point of her sweater where her locket lay underneath.

You do not know this, but I am a good friend of your grandmother. We were the best of friends as children. Things were hard for me when my parents came here from Ireland. She became as close as a sister to me.

Has your grandmother talked to you extensively about your mother?
In thinking about it, well only a few times as a young child she surely must have asked about her mother. But she couldn't remember what they were, or what her grandmother had told her. She only knew that her grandmother was her mother figure and had loved, protected made her life happy so there needn't have been anyone else.

Then there is much you should know. You are the key that will help to save man kind from destruction. It is our job, no duty, to keep you safe from the dark side office.

At hearing this one of Rakyatan's diminutive partners came forward and kneeled to Melanie. Yes my dear lady we are all here to protect you. Consider me, Loki you can call me.... at your service.

And even though Rakyatan can be a little, stern shall I say?, It is only that he has such great concern for your safety, said Jess.

Life will throw you curve balls from time to time, so keep your arm loose and have a good catcher's mitt
Oh, and sometimes those curve balls can end up being a good thing (even though you might not think it at the time)

Pats... good to see you back!! You always have a great sense of humor that I always enjoy
Kiss... the camera likes you. I'm sure your photo shoot pics are wonderful. Like the guys ^^above^^ said: you should post some.

Mg's right.... better to be flippin off the beer cap... than flippin the "bird" couldn't resist

Dodo, How good are you at replacing the cement you want to be breaking and if you do fall through and onto the washer and dryer... how's your insurance

Lion, when you fell through, good thing you didn't fall on your head

(sorry) momentary popcorn break:



>>> side note: Leigh, wonderful to see another creative side. We already know you have a writer's gift by your poetry Wonderful to see you here. Your input already has me at my seat to see how others carry this on

Ok, popcorn break over....

But that height, surely she would remember someone who was so small and diminutive, almost elf-like. Surely she would remember where and when she had seen this....man?

Then she thought of the other man who had joined them with the poodle with red eyes. They seemed to, no, they actually glowed last night. The dog seemed as if it had sprung up straight from Hell. But in the crisp morning light coming from the window now, it didn't seem as scary. I won't say a cute poodle pup, just not as scary. But it's master, well he seemed the scarier one in the daylight.

Last night all Melanie had noticed about the dog's master his height. Well over 6 feet tall. Quite a contrast to the man with the staff. He hadn't said a word. He always only seemed to look at his dog companion and nod. Almost as if they were talking without words.
Then Melanie remembered the same with the man with the staff, Rakyatan. He and the tall man looked at each other and just nodded a few times as if holding a conversation.

Strange she thought. I must just be so tired, I must have imagined that. Melanie was so tired she could feel the ache that comes with a need for sleep. But there would be no sleep now as Rakyatan was walking up the aisle with his two diminutive companions that had joined them at the train station. Behind the three in great contrast stood the tall man and that poodle, who never left his side.

The came to a stop where Melanie and Derrick were seated. There were no other people in the train car at the time. Normally it would be bustling, but this was a sunday morning and few go into the city on an early sunday morning. But that was good, because they needed the privacy to talk.

Well Melanie and Derrick, said Rakyatan, as he sat in the seat across from them and laid his stick next to him. It's time for introductions. Then he pointed to the tall man with the poodle. This is.....