September 5, 2004
Volume V - Issue 216
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Olympic Award Ceremonies, an Event itself
The Olympic award ceremony is mostly a blur to me, but I'll report as best I can on the events that transpired during it.
It started peacefully enough, furs gathering and enjoying the wonderful food prepared by Becky. Even Morticon showed up and when he was denined being allowed to eat any of the exquiste model of Spindizzy, also made by Becky, he left without incident, only a drumstick.
After a bit of socalizing and good food the Award Ceremonies got underway, with Adara, who planned all this, presenting the awards. At time of this writing, I can only assume that the actual events and winners will be covered in another article, so I'll only cover the things about the ceremony.
The presentaion of the awards went pretty smoothly, this fox even getting a few. However.. it was while I was being presented with my second award, for my competition in the pie eating contest.. that things went sour for the, so far, peaceful ceremony.
Anyone that knows me knows that I have a twin sister and while we normally get along, we still tend to act out in childish ways. This evening, being no exception.
Having figured out how the awards were being presenting, my evil twin got up and, without anyone noticing, had retrived a slice of pie.. After I'd been called up to retrive my Bronze for the Pie Event, that's when she acted, throwing the pie right at me!
I'd like to take this moment to explain something. Do not enter a contest involving food and centaurs, you will lose. I however, came out worse then just losing. In my attempt to at least try to win, I overstuffed myself with pie, of a once rather delisious flavor, but after that contest, that pie scares me like no other.
It was this type of pie that my sadistic sister, Divina, threw at me, catching me and all the others complete offguard. Let's just say that when that pie hit me, the rest of the night ended right there. I was instantly reliving that contest, stuffing my face with that .. lemony pie to the point where my body didn't really like me anymore.
I've only heard rumors of what transpired after I blacked out on the floor during the ceremonies, hints that more food was thrown, but like I said, I was in a nightmare filled with lemons and pie and evil foxes, taunting me and making it worse.
So, in closing, I've only a few remarks to remind people of. Don't eat against centaurs and please, please keep anything smelling or made of lemons, far, far away from me, or I'll tell Divina where you live and trust me, she's good at annoying people and you won't be happy.
Selethrial, local dragon-fox, talked to me about his joining the family of Austin and Aushae. I started by thanking him for taking the time to talk with me and asking who adopted him.
Selethrial smiles and bows deeply, "Your welcome, anything to let others know of Aushae and her love, kindness and friendship.""Well, I guess it should be who my new mother is. She's the silver dragoness Aushae. I've only been here a few weeks, met quite a few people, but no one like her, or Becky, but thats a different story."
Selethrial continued, "She's very motherly, wanting to look out for everyone and making sure they are doing well, IC and OOC. Those that seek to deepen their relationship with her, find an open and caring heart. She takes great pride in her family and helping out her friends."
I asked, "How did you meet her?"
Selethrial smiles, "I think it was late at night, few people online and we met here, in the Rose Garden. My memory of the actual meeting is kinda fuzzy, but I remember, I think it was that night, I was feeling very depressed and since all my friends were asleep, she and I talked a while.."
I then asked, "Aushae has a lot of family already, do you get along with the rest of them?"
Selethrial thought a minute and then answered, "I've only met Cara and Austin, but only in passing. She also has two new daughters, Nature and Aleu.. I liked that meeting with her, then later, with Divina and I, we joined with her. She'd kept talking about being part of her family and so this new form came along. I think she likes her family members bearing a part of her since we become a part of her, in essence. Today, with Aleu and Nature, we actually cememted my being one of her new sons.. though I don't know of any other sons she has.""
I asked, "Were you a dragon before, Selethrial?"
Selethrial shook his head, "Nope, I was always a fox, but it was hinted I had shapeshifting powers. Being part dragon, that theory is put to rest."
I asked, "How do you like the form?"
Selethrial smiled and showed off his wingspan, "I love it. Just as much as being a normal fox. Haven't had any flying lessons yet though, and not sure if I can breath fire or ice like Aushae seems able to do."
I replied, "I'm sure that will come with time and practice."
Selethrial smiled, "I'm sure it will too.
I said, "Well, congratulations, Selethrial, Seems you've become part of a very close and loving family."
Selethrial smiled and nodded, "I only hope to have the chance to meet all of Aushae's family members."
I finished the interview saying, "I'm sure you will, Thanks for the interview, Selethrial."
Selethrial smiled and bowed deeply, "You're welcome, anything to let others know of Aushae and her love, kindness and friendship."
Grumpybear paints a fence
Grumpybear painted up Grams Bear's white fence this week with the help of Hugs and Tugs. They wanted Grumpybear to play with them but he said he had other things to do and was really busy. But then Grumpybear said he had an idea from Huckleberry Finn or Tom Sawyer and pretended he was having a really fun time painting the fence, and Hugs and Tugs wanted to have fun too so they helped him whitewash the fence until it was all done.
Grams Bear didn't really want the fence painted but since it was white before and it was white when it was done she didn't know the difference. Leslie asked Grumpybear why they call it whitewashing when it's just painting a fence white but he didn't know the answer to that.
Gilead the co-otter-mundi said she hoped GrupmyBear didn't teach them any swear words to print on it, and GrumpyBear said he doesn't know any at all. Gilead said she spray painted some on a chain-link fence in silver paint but I think that was a joke.
Since June of 2001, I have moderated a Bardic Circle on SPR Muck; it was through those weekly gathers at Brigid's Well that I was fortunate enough to meet Butterfluff, who promptly installed itself as lead tech, co-moderator, and promoter of our little event. For that fortunate meeting, and for Butterfluff's friendship and assistance, I have much cause to be grateful.
Sadly, I only came to Spindizzy after Butterfluff's player passed away this past June; at the memorial, I discovered for myself what the Fluff had always told me about how wonderful this world is. I now want to contribute what I may to my newly-adopted home.
At the request of interested furs, I will begin moderating a weekly poetry/Filk gather starting Friday, September 10 (luge N5 W4, [B]asalt [P]illars, [E]nter [P]ortal). The sessions will start each Friday at 7:00pm Spindizzy time, to end at 9:00pm, unless it is decided to continue. Thanks to help from Findra, Quote-O-Matic.muf is up and running, for the convenience of those who prefer to use it; elsewise, just cut-n-paste your lines as sayposes, or you may "sing" them, as well.
Participation is not mandatory, though always encouraged. Those who wish just to come and observe are always welcome.
Rules of Bardic Circle Etiquette
I welcome any questions, please pmail me for additional details.
I hope to see you all at Spindizzy's Bardic Circle!
Hurricane Prep.....now they tell us
We're about to enter the peak of the hurricane season. Any day now, you're going to turn on the TV and see a weather person pointing to some radar blob out in the Atlantic Ocean and making two basic meteorological points.
Yes, hurricane season is an exciting time to be in Florida. If you're new to the area, you're probably wondering what you need to do to prepare for the possibility that we'll get hit by "the big one." Based on our insurance industry experiences, we recommend that you follow this simple three-step hurricane preparedness plan:
Unfortunately, statistics show that most people will not follow this sensible plan. Most people will foolishly stay here in Floridia.
We'll start with one of the most important hurricane preparedness items:
SHUTTERS: Your house should have hurricane shutters on all the windows, all the doors, There are several types of shutters, with advantages and disadvantages:
Hurricane Proofing your property: As the hurricane approaches, check your yard for movable objects like barbecue grills, planters, patio furniture, visiting relatives, etc... You should, as a precaution, throw these items into your swimming pool (if you don't have a swimming pool, you should have one built immediately). Otherwise, the hurricane winds will turn these objects into deadly missiles.
Of course these are just basic precautions. As the hurricane draws near, it is vitally important that you keep abreast of the situation by turning on your television and watching TV reporters in rain slickers stand right next to the ocean and tell you over and over how vitally important it is for everybody to stay away from the ocean.
Good luck, and remember: Its great living in Paradise.
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The fourth customer will get a special gift too.
Gilead's Bird-Brained Puns
Q: Where does a Secretary Bird sit?
Q: What do you call a shorebird that's good at martial arts, but can barely act?
Q: What do you call a wise and ancient blackbird?
Q: What do you call a shorebird who gets mediocre grades?
Q: What kind of bird serves vampires?
Q: What kind of shorebird eats corpses?
Q: Why did the blue bird get a ticket when she hopped along the ground?
Q: How do disabled birds get around?
Q: Why was the parakeet trying to hold a toilet under his wing?
Q: Why did the sports-loving baby girl chick go to jail when she made her first sound?
Q: Why do birds with colorful beaks mate only in pairs?
Q: What should you do when waterfowl flies too low?
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Newspaper Circulation Report
@Action News, SpinDizzy's weekly paper, apparently has a fairly healthy circulation, swe figured we'd show just how healthy it is.
Each week, as long as there's room. I'll show the 'hit graph' for the @Action News website.
This week, Argon asked, "The currency on SpinDizzy changes frequently, you can see what it is by entering sc . What do you think would be a good thing for the currency to be?"
SpinDizzy Role Play Report
The following is a short exerpt, from Heather, giving some details into a rather interesting chain of events that occured to her.
After several days of having fun with a certain wallaby, I was shown just how monsterous he can be after he and a certain fae-witch got so-called 'revenge' on me last week.
It had started out innocently as Morticon and Lilahfae had lured me to the beach near the Rose Garden. I Had not even considered that anything was amiss, taking things as a playful joke or some such. Moriticon was asking if I was going to hug him, only to move away from me when I'd get within arm's reach of him. They exited the garden to the east, taunting me until I ran after them.
After they had stopped, I grabbed Morticon, but that is when their evil little plan started to really roll and it was only seconds after I had done so, that Lilahfae sprinkled me with dust, causing me to shrink down to three inches tall, smaller than she was at the time. Morticon promptly caught me in a jar and put a lid on it. He was even "nice" enough to eventually remember to put holes in the lid. The two then spoke about what my fate was going to be until Morticon got it in his head to make me into a marionette, stating that it'd be him getting even for all the times I made him wave.
Morticon created a small ring in the sand so Lilah could tie the thread around my ankles and wrists for him. To make a long story short, Lilah eventually got the thread tied onto me and they took me back to the garden. This didn't happen fast enough, however as someone else happened upon us, discussing things with Morticon as Lilah did her part in the humiliation.
Once we were in the garden Morticon made me wave a couple times then I was left in the jar as the three of them departed. Thankfully others were there and I was set free from my glass prison just before I returned to my normal size.
The Doze Garden
Pandas listen to music on their "Bamboo-m" boxes.
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