Image Note: Recycling bin at school for drink cans and bottles. Among other things… apparently. V. Ha hah… What!? Hey, dudes, who’s drinking the hydrogen peroxide! J. Hahaha, that’s what I wanted to know. Along with all the alcohol on campus? Though that probably came from an opening event at the gallery down stairs, it still amused me. V. Mmm, yes. The new martini? 2 oz gin, 1 oz vermouth and a splash of hydrogen peroxide? J. It’s quiet nice, I had one the other night. It has a wonderfully fizzy after taste that kind of lingers in your mouth like rabies. I was quiet sure that Mr. I.P. Freely over there was going to kill over the first time his date started foaming at the mouth, it was really quiet impressive. V. Wow! “lingers in your mouth like rabies” OK, whew. I had to cover my mouth to keep from spewing tea all over the monitor… J. *evil grins* I must admit I was rather proud of myself when that line came out. It just worked wonderfully. Just don’t ruin your monitor that would be rather sad. V. Yup, it was a great moment. Almost makes me wish I had been too slow with the hand-mouth coordination so I could have taken a picture of the spewage to post. J. That would rather be funny in a sad kind of why, I must admit I was drinking coffee when I read that… tough, luckily I didn’t get so bad. V. Yes! This conversation was conducted on DeviantArt between my friend vanilla-vanilla and myself krazysidhe. It has not been edited or altered from it’s original form. For this conversation and others feel free to hunt around or wait here for more, we hope you’ve enjoyed today’s installment.View full size

Image Note: Recycling bin at school for drink cans and bottles. Among other things… apparently.

V. Ha hah… What!? Hey, dudes, who’s drinking the hydrogen peroxide!

J. Hahaha, that’s what I wanted to know. Along with all the alcohol on campus? Though that probably came from an opening event at the gallery down stairs, it still amused me.

V. Mmm, yes. The new martini? 2 oz gin, 1 oz vermouth and a splash of hydrogen peroxide?

J. It’s quiet nice, I had one the other night. It has a wonderfully fizzy after taste that kind of lingers in your mouth like rabies. I was quiet sure that Mr. I.P. Freely over there was going to kill over the first time his date started foaming at the mouth, it was really quiet impressive.

V. Wow! “lingers in your mouth like rabies” OK, whew. I had to cover my mouth to keep from spewing tea all over the monitor…

J. *evil grins* I must admit I was rather proud of myself when that line came out. It just worked wonderfully. Just don’t ruin your monitor that would be rather sad.

V. Yup, it was a great moment. Almost makes me wish I had been too slow with the hand-mouth coordination so I could have taken a picture of the spewage to post.

J. That would rather be funny in a sad kind of why, I must admit I was drinking coffee when I read that… tough, luckily I didn’t get so bad.

V. Yes!

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V. Nice branches… Poor tree!J. Makes a nice image against the snow though.V. It does make a good image. Hope the bigger trunk part has some branches, too…J. I think it’s probably dead, poor little thing. That was all of it there was. It’s one of those smaller trees in a fairly dense canopied area, that probably will not make it to maturity because it hast to fight too hard to reach up high enough to get to the sunlight through all of the other trees.V. Too bad, but, it happens…J. It does and that is why we have cannibalistic trees because they feed off the decaying bodies of the young that have been spawned by themselves and their neighbors… Now there is an interesting theory for how we might cut down on over population. Follow natures example…V. Ah, yes. It would work very well… Following natures, example, Jonathan Swift, “A Modest Proposal”. Scroll down for example to: A child will make two dishes at an entertainment for friends, and when the family dines alone, the fore or hind quarter will make a reasonable dish, and seasoned with a little pepper or salt, will be very good boiled on the fourth day, especially in winter.J. *chuckles* It has possibilities, though I suppose most would resort to cats and dogs first. Mmm Swift, I haven’t had to delve into that in a long while.V. Mmm, we could make a 3-meat stew! I’ll bet that would sell.J. Soup of the day ABCD!A Baby, Cat and Dog Soup.Just $2.99 A Bowl.V. Wow! A bowl of 3-meat soup for under $3! Yay!J. I know. That’s what you get when you use cat and dog, though I suppose baby might up the price some…V. !! Yes! Maybe that’s why it’s not $2.95…J. Yes, those special four pennies added onto the end. Little do people know that they are actually the very secret intermediate that adds magic to our soup. We very carefully take those last four penny’s and we add them to the tithe that we pay to hell. The one that allows us to add little baby’s and defenseless animals to our soup without fearing four our souls. Instead we just put everyone else in jeopardy but FEEDING it to you. Mwahahaha!V. Oh, wow! I’m seriously laughing all over… I love it! :rose: (Hmm, maybe someday 3-meat soup will appear in a deviation… “For only four cents, we throw in the baby, and you can take the bath-water home!”)J. It’s guaranteed to cure all manor of allurements from the common cold to crabs and maybe even aids. Would you like to try some bath water now? Just remember you can not guarantee that your soul will survive in one piece.V. Ah, yes…This conversation in all it’s glory and others took place over here, between vanilla-vanilla and myself. It has not in any way been edited for grammar or content but left as it originally appeared.View full size

V. Nice branches… Poor tree!

J. Makes a nice image against the snow though.

V. It does make a good image. Hope the bigger trunk part has some branches, too…

J. I think it’s probably dead, poor little thing. That was all of it there was. It’s one of those smaller trees in a fairly dense canopied area, that probably will not make it to maturity because it hast to fight too hard to reach up high enough to get to the sunlight through all of the other trees.

V. Too bad, but, it happens…

J. It does and that is why we have cannibalistic trees because they feed off the decaying bodies of the young that have been spawned by themselves and their neighbors… Now there is an interesting theory for how we might cut down on over population. Follow natures example…

V. Ah, yes. It would work very well… Following natures, example, Jonathan Swift, “A Modest Proposal”. Scroll down for example to: A child will make two dishes at an entertainment for friends, and when the family dines alone, the fore or hind quarter will make a reasonable dish, and seasoned with a little pepper or salt, will be very good boiled on the fourth day, especially in winter.

J. *chuckles* It has possibilities, though I suppose most would resort to cats and dogs first. Mmm Swift, I haven’t had to delve into that in a long while.

V. Mmm, we could make a 3-meat stew! I’ll bet that would sell.

J. Soup of the day ABCD!
A Baby, Cat and Dog Soup.
Just $2.99 A Bowl.

V. Wow! A bowl of 3-meat soup for under $3! Yay!

J. I know. That’s what you get when you use cat and dog, though I suppose baby might up the price some…

V. !! Yes! Maybe that’s why it’s not $2.95…

J. Yes, those special four pennies added onto the end. Little do people know that they are actually the very secret intermediate that adds magic to our soup. We very carefully take those last four penny’s and we add them to the tithe that we pay to hell. The one that allows us to add little baby’s and defenseless animals to our soup without fearing four our souls. Instead we just put everyone else in jeopardy but FEEDING it to you. Mwahahaha!

V. Oh, wow! I’m seriously laughing all over… I love it! :rose: (Hmm, maybe someday 3-meat soup will appear in a deviation… “For only four cents, we throw in the baby, and you can take the bath-water home!”)

J. It’s guaranteed to cure all manor of allurements from the common cold to crabs and maybe even aids. Would you like to try some bath water now? Just remember you can not guarantee that your soul will survive in one piece.

V. Ah, yes…

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Teleportation and Nose Wiggling

V. The only problem with both of these concerts was the one-hour drive on either end of each concert so, all in all, it was not a very green weekend, and I feel guilty about that, so I’ll probably stay around Santa Banana for a while, holding in my carbon emissions.

J. We really must perfect the teleportation device.  Or strengthen our minds enough that we can do it with a Ooommm, a blink of the eye and a wiggle of our noses. ^_~

V. Yes! Teleportation! Knowing our universe, however, it would probably be more polluting than oil. Nose-wiggling, however, is probably entropically neutral, so to speak… 

J. Physic pollution, everyone popping in and out here and there, falling on top of each other, exploding into each other in mid air. It would be a chaotic mess! And all that nose wiggling, man… people would start developing little twitches and itches that they couldn’t control until their noses would start wiggling on their own. Then you’d have people who would start popping in and out of their houses at night while they slept because of their facial twitches. Though I suppose people popping themselves into oblivion is one way to deal with over population.

V. OMG! That really gave me a laugh. Wow, I guess people don’t think about how chaotic it would be. Thanks for warning me before I hit the switch to turn on nose-wiggling in your universe!

J. *grins* I guess we’ll just have to settle from some other—probably less entertaining—form of chaos.

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Dreams and FlipBooks


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J. I do so love dreams most of the time. *chuckles*

V. Dreams are great fun! Well, mostly. :-)

J. lol mostly dreams are great even those that are scary can be interesting in their own right. What scares you other then the obvious? I had a friend who dreamed about a raccoon chasing her around with a gun and one of the worst dreams I ever had was about giant flesh eating grasshoppers…

V. When I have nightmares, which isn’t often, they seem to involve just general spookiness, and sometimes werewolves. (I hate werewolves, and horror films in general anyway.) The other scary thing is sensations of inability to move, being “tied down” and/or squished.

J. I had a waking dream one time where I was asleep and I couldn’t move but I was in my room and I could hear people outside. That really freaked me out. Mostly it’s the unknown, something in the dark. Something I term a ‘monster’ but I don’t usually see it. I simply know what it is that it’s there.

V. Yeah, the “can’t move” sensation is a weird one. The Japanese call it “kanashibari”. I actually have the feeling of being squished and paralyzed sometimes, often associated with bad dreams, and wake up making weird noises. Hmm. Not a good topic before bed-time!

J. Wow, that’s really fascinating [link] and there are stories from all around the world as well. There is something in that. I shall sit on that and put it in my ideas folder for now. :)

V. Ah, good. In the ideas folder, where it will lurk, ready to pounce at a later date.:-)

J. Or be forgotten. I have some random things in there. I have gone back through it on occasion.

V. Ah, right, the folder of forgotten fantasies..:-)

J. Brilliant title, for something. But yeah something like that. Though It end to have the Note book of Forgotten Fantasies, which just doesn’t have the same ring…. how about FlipBook of Forgotten Fantasies?

V. Mm, the flipbook of forgotten fantasies. OK. Sounds interesting.

J. Could be a fun visual as opposed to something you’re actually meant to read. With the flipbook being often a momentary diversion to look at for a short time set aside and usually forget about.

V: Nice… It looks very soft and inviting. Maybe go for a swim…J: It’s warmer in here, come and jump in you know that you want to. That’s the water monster whispering to you, telling you that you really do want to go for a swim. And he wants a snack. :)V: Probably wants to nibble my toes…!J: AH but the problem with a nibble, is that creak water monsters are deceptive. The creak might not be very deep but they are really very big and long because they smoosh down and spread out. So that in the end a nibble for water monster is actually very large bite for you and me.V: You mean big like no more toes? or off at the knees? ;-)J: Rather somewhere in the middle I think. Rather like off at the ankle but you might not realize it right away because he has very sharp teeth. So, you’d probably be trying to walk away and fall over flat on your face because you don’t have foot that you thought was there, only it wasn’t really there… And then maybe all of you would fall through the ice if you fall hard enough and that’s when he gets those nice big meals that keep him fed throughout the year.V: OK, I’ll keep the tootsies out of the water! :-)J: Just dabble them in the edge while you lean over and put the boot in the deeper water. Then you can get your feet wet and not get your toes munched off—though I can’t guarantee your creak monster won’t have bigger teeth and take off your whole arm—and it will be all good. Save for the walking back to the car or trail head without two boots, which could prove problematic depending on what type of trail it is.V: :laughing: Yes, I can see myself limping back down the trail with one boot and one arm…:-)This conversation and others can be found on my gallery, Krazysidhe or on V’s, Vanilla-Vanilla.View full size

V: Nice… It looks very soft and inviting. Maybe go for a swim…

J: It’s warmer in here, come and jump in you know that you want to. That’s the water monster whispering to you, telling you that you really do want to go for a swim. And he wants a snack. :)

V: Probably wants to nibble my toes…!

J: AH but the problem with a nibble, is that creak water monsters are deceptive. The creak might not be very deep but they are really very big and long because they smoosh down and spread out. So that in the end a nibble for water monster is actually very large bite for you and me.

V: You mean big like no more toes? or off at the knees? ;-)

J: Rather somewhere in the middle I think. Rather like off at the ankle but you might not realize it right away because he has very sharp teeth. So, you’d probably be trying to walk away and fall over flat on your face because you don’t have foot that you thought was there, only it wasn’t really there… And then maybe all of you would fall through the ice if you fall hard enough and that’s when he gets those nice big meals that keep him fed throughout the year.

V: OK, I’ll keep the tootsies out of the water! :-)

J: Just dabble them in the edge while you lean over and put the boot in the deeper water. Then you can get your feet wet and not get your toes munched off—though I can’t guarantee your creak monster won’t have bigger teeth and take off your whole arm—and it will be all good. Save for the walking back to the car or trail head without two boots, which could prove problematic depending on what type of trail it is.

V: :laughing: Yes, I can see myself limping back down the trail with one boot and one arm…
:-)

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