Subject:
        lazyween
   Date:
        Sat, 31 Oct 1998 22:55:38 -0800

oddness abounds.

firstus, Solstice 98 Chapter Nine is UP, after a three month hiatus.
*shrug*

It DOES have an ending folks, just not Yet *wink*

chapter nine can be found at:
 

http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Chamber/1561/solstice9.htm

Onward
 

*eyes Charlies*
 

We got some Black Cod today.  Sable fish in a box, Black Cod on the
line, *shrug* go figure.  It was a fair amount, too, somewhere between
forty K and a billion, depending upon who you listened to *giggles*  an'
we're not gonna git done untill sometime between eight o'clock and
Christmas *laughs*

We haven't had a fair amount of black cod all at once like this in a
while now... that and the fact that there's so few people Left...
*sigh*, well, it was a scene at the nut house today, tha's fer sure
*giggles*

Chapo spent literally Hours lookin' fer that Majik Scraper *giggles*
He'd swap hoses from one scraper to another, then go off and get a
different scraper, then try the old hose on the 'newer' scraper, then
try a different nozzle, then go get the 'old' scraper with the 'new'
hose on the different nozzle... and on *giggles*

Tim too was lookin' fer some Majik somewhere too 'cause he went and got
a file and tried ta sharpen up the teeth on his scraper.

Jean stacking fish so they pile up 'neatly'

an' as the 'neat' piles of fish start ta flop on the floor there's bozo
pete (not ta be confused with Cool Pete who graces our list *poke*)
pickin' up two fish an' tossin' 'em back on the table fer every three
tha' fall on the floor *laughs*

And there's me, scrapin' the guts and blood outta black cod, watchin'
all this.

An' there's Charlie watchin' me watchin' alla this *giggles*

HE thinks he's gonna git a Dr. Ozone letter outta this *smirk*

I think he jus' wants ta come outta the closet an' start writin' ta some
of the incredibly charming and devastatingly intelligent ladies on me
list and is jus' too shy ta do it *wink*
 

he hee heeee
 

*turns his gaze to Ally*

and there is another, a comrade of long standing yet still a delicious
mystery, requests an issue dedicated to this eve.
 

I'm always at odds with requests... flattered, irritated, guilted, that
stress ya git when yer under the spotlight, what is that?  stage fright?
*laughs*

*sigh*

I'm not sure what to do, either.

I will not create fiction HERE... this rock and all us bozos on it are
fucked up Enough as it is without creating any MORE of it, ya know?
*giggles*

Fiction is on me pages...

Truth is, Nothing Mystical Majikal Spiritual or Spooky happened within
my awareness today *shrug*.... at least not yet anyway *grin*

I will tell you this though;  this is the first Holloween I've given
over to the Man EVER in my life...

I'm still feeling very odd about that... empty in a way,,, expectant...
*sigh*  SOMETHING is not Right, ya know?  a leaf outta place somewhere
kinda thing... *sigh*

I've always taken this day to myself... it has come to have spiritual
significance to me... few days do.  I've always taken this day to
yself, like solstice, and for that reason have always spent it with a
rather select group of individuals... untill today.

I spent today scraping black cod with me fellow bozos *grin* Don't know
what Possessed me ta do it but I did it...

*sigh*

and whilst I'm scrapin' I'm discoverin' that not one bozo on the line
around me is thinkin' that maybe a little ancestral worship would be a
groovy thing ta be doin right now

there thinkin' and yammerin' about parties and booze and candies and
costumes and such...

*sigh*

Just another commercialized holiday.

just another Holyday ta shrug off.

Oh well, *grin* 'tis still some hours 'till the witching hour reaches
this Time zone, who knows what manner of mischief  I can muster?

he hee heeeh heeee