Normal Service Resumed

[smokingboot]

I went to Maelstrom and played a sentient cactus. Enjoyed myself with lots of friends, and I feel a whole lot better.

Quincey the pear tree is not a quince, but a 'Doyenne Du Comice'. This was a mistake as these don't self pollinate, and anyway, I don't even like pears, though larians is quite a fan. I bought the tree cos it was the last one and I felt sorry for it, plus I love the way pear tree branches lift rather than droop. Quincey should have been planted against a south wall, and had its branches pinned prettily back; instead he/she/it lives right at the centre of our garden looking like some small leafy tramp fighting daisies, insect appetites, wind damage and sheer neglect. All Quincey got from me was this organic seaweed feed occasionally. Because there aren't many pear trees around, I resigned myself to Quincey's life as a virgin. Then this year came flowers and later, a batch of pearlets. Only five but still...

Took them from the tree last week, put them in a bowl to ripen, waiting for the inevitable pear tradition of notripenotripenotriperipenoweatnowtooripetooripetooripe. The first began to show signs of over-softness this morning so I tried it. It's absolutely delicious.

In other news, if you are on facebook and you know me and I haven't added you as a friend, it's not cos I don't like you, it's because facebook hurts my head and I just don't get it yet.

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[hybridartifacts.livejournal.com]

A cactus? That sounds like a prickly part to play...

Facebook bothers me far far less than myspace. Myspace just seems a horrible mess! Facebook does have a bit of problem in that there are all these little features like rating fav movies etc you can plug in-they are nearly all tied in to business without making it obvious-so I guess they are a)extracting data on common preferences as market research and b)looking for ways to push links/ads for your preferences and similiar things at you. Amazon especially seems very involved.

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

I don't have prickles yet (autumn season/I couldn't work out how to fix them to my costume!) Facebook seems full of these features that are like benign little chain letters...you send people virtual hugs, cocktails, fish, flowers etc, but if someone sends you something the application tries to get you to send stuff to other people before you've viewed the gift or seen the message. Even this makes more sense than Myspace, which completely confuses me - guess I'm not a hep cat:-D

[cyanidemigraine.livejournal.com]

facebook makes my head hurt too :S

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I just don't understand what it actually does. How many virtual donkeys, fish, pumpkins, brownies and tequilas can my friends endure?

Yay, I'm not alone

[ravenrigan.livejournal.com]

I find facebook irritatingly viral and rather inane, and yes, it makes my head hurt.

People keep throwing sheep at me and asking me to join the Jedi in the struggle against the Sith, and turning me into a werewolf, and TBH, while it's nice to catch up with some Facebookies who are not on LJ, I do rather wonder what the point is. Though I do rather like the Garden. That is probably a measure of how depressed I am, rather than how cool the application is.

I think its for people in boring jobs (or none) with nothing better to do in the daytime.

Me, I yearn for a boring job. Mine is worryingly interesting
in the Chinese curse sense of the word.

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

Sorry you are down. Hopefully you can tell me about it sometime soon over a glass of something as interesting as Laughing Frog.

As for Facebook, it is a bafflement and a puzzle.

[cat-that-walks.livejournal.com]

A sentient cactus with Tequila no less. It all went downhill from there. :-P

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

Downhill is easier with tequila... there is however, the challenge of Iron-face's mead and the Archon's saki to be faced. Easter will be the time for something a little special from our juicy cactus-chile!

[cat-that-walks.livejournal.com]

Oh dear.

[ravenrigan.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry I was so suspicious of the cactus juice. I had spent most of the event being warned about Thorn trying to forcibly convert peeps to the Jaguar by pushing Dryad juice on them.

I bought one of those wineskins and filled it up with Laughing Frog - very good whiskey, which was rather popular. However I still managed to drink quite a lot of it myself.

Oh boy did I regret that on Monday!

But the wineskin smells engagingly of Laughing Frog, and I rather like the idea of putting Mead on top of that, to combine aromas.

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

Don't be sorry, you were refusing roughasfuck tequila! Peyote intends to up her game by next event, genuinely too gormless to consider addiction by anything other than genuine intoxication. Laughing Frog sounds tempting!

Oh, but she is sad she couldn't come to the party with you:-)

[ravenrigan.livejournal.com]

I'm trying to imagine the effect Peyote would have on a gaggle of Flembic Ladies at a "Coming Out" Party.

IC it fills Serenity, who has just found a grudging kind of social acceptance among the Flambards with horror. OOC, I think it would be hilarious.

[irdm.livejournal.com]

I was glad it was you in that green leotard thing.
I was feeling a bit guilty about letching at some slip of a girl as I approached.
When I found it was you I felt much less(*) guilty.
I've know you for 10 years so you are probably safely over 21 by now?

And it was good to see a Boot scampering gleefully!

(* - 'differently'... :-) )

'Slip of a girl

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

You say the nicest things, you old fox you!

[andsoitisso.livejournal.com]

Hi Deb,

I deactivated my account in facebook. I figured I dont have much going on facebook.

I might create a new account in facebook later under a different id and then hopefully, I can add you? :)

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

That would be lovely:-)

[squintywitch.livejournal.com]

You have growed your own fruit! Definate earth mother points :)

Urfmuvva

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

If these points go on my hips, I'll pave the yard over!