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posted on Aug, 10 2011 @ 09:26 AM
whaaa, mio amore, "mooks" is so de clase. Please, use "jamokes". We are, and always will be, a classy joint.

Yes, video! Then I could mime to you. Then you would see me mime our knowledge and wit. But then you would have to see me mime while I am in my bathrobe or naked. Ah, but I could create an avatar to mime for me. whaaa, you definitely are onto something here! Or just on something...
....don't fall off the barstool, desert. Hang on. Must remember cost of repairing stilettos. ....Jeeves, I'll have whatever whaaa is having. Yes, I'm sure. Yes, put it on his tab. whaaa, mio amore, you are one classy jamoke!

Hmmmmm.... Spira, what do you think about miming here? I recall jello wrestling and karaoke, but never miming.

posted on Aug, 10 2011 @ 11:17 PM
reply to post by desert

hey desert - can I stick with mook? I have such a hard time with French

Hmmmmm.... Spira, what do you think about miming here? I recall jello wrestling and karaoke, but never miming.

miming...well, jello might help

but considering some of the things that have been said out loud in public here lately - I could seriously warm up to miming

(not the same thing as warming up to a mime you understand)

is that kettle corn - or were you teasing?



posted on Aug, 18 2011 @ 09:13 AM
Si, si, Spira, speaking French here would allow us to only hear half the letters. Plus, we're more like the Tower of Babble here, rather than the Tower of Babel.

I want to be on the road again. Years...and I mean YEARS ago...I visited Ireland with my Irish grandmother. When we came upon some Irish caravans, I thought, "What a lovely way to travel!". Big, beautiful wagons plodding from one green wee bit o' Heaven to another. Probably not a good idea to travel in one visiting downtown Los Angeles, but I'm sure there are lovely places here to go.

For Halloween, MrD and I booked a cruise to the Galapaghost Islands. Should be a scream. hahaha...oops, spilled my coffee...

posted on Aug, 21 2011 @ 10:15 AM
Love the all-organic cinnamon rolls here! The soy cream cheese icing is delicious...really....can't tell the difference...much....

Hey, MrD and I are looking up those e-readers. Yes, yes, much to my self-loathing, because I am and always have been a bibliophile, I am thinking about trying out one of those devices. "Device" "book" soft book smell....hmmph. Anyway, I saw one just for downloading porn...the NookieReader. ..... hahahaha....hahaha...oops, spilled my coffee again...
edit on 21-8-2011 by desert because: oops

posted on Aug, 22 2011 @ 01:00 PM
reply to post by desert

"Device" "book" soft book smell....hmmph...

would a book by any other name still smell as sweet? I guess only if it's still a book :-)

the gizmos are cool - way cool. As I understand it - they tap into the universe somehow and manage to draw down from the cosmos actual words from actual books. It's like magic. Could we even have dreamed up something like this when we were kids? Back then I thought my etch-a-sketch was magic (I still do...)

but let's face it - we are sensual creatures, and there's nothing like the feel of paper - the feel of the whole book - turning the pages - and that smell...

well, of the older books anyway - whatever they print some of them on these days smells rank.

look what followed me home to Lounge Noir desert...can I keep them?

there were ponies too...but I don't want to press my luck


edit on 8/22/2011 by Spiramirabilis because: (no reason given)

posted on Aug, 27 2011 @ 10:36 AM
Oh, Spira, they're beeeyoootiful! Of course, of course, we must keep them!

Put the ponies on the golf course with the camel. Chewbaca pretty much lives in the sand traps and only ventures to the water hazards occasionally, so the ponies can be well fed on the greens.

We can use our new caravans for Lounge Noir sleepovers!! whaaa, may I curl your hair??

Jeeves, a round of our best Irish whiskey for all! ....oh, and, Jeeves, ixnay on the Hurricane specials this weekend...yes, let's postpone them to another time...

posted on Sep, 2 2011 @ 07:29 PM
When you guys aren't here, I get lonely. So I noticed a tv sitting at the end of the bar, displaying an attractive hombre, and I started up a conversation. Unfortunately it didn't go well.

desert: Howzit going?

reply: I'm not going anywhere.

d: Yeah, there's a lot of that going around.

r: I hate flu season.

d: Me, too. I drink lots of alcohol here to kill the germs.

r: Yes, alcohol can kill you.

d: Then why are you here?

r: I don't know why I'm here.

d: Wow, dude, That's too heavy for me here.

r: If you're too heavy, try Jenny Craig.

d: Are you saying I'm fat!!

r: If you're fat, try Jenny Craig.

d: Are you mocking me??

r: Are you mocking me?

d: Are you crazy??

r: I know you are, but what am I?

d: I'm going to pull your plug!!

r: Stop! Don't kill Barbot!...

I don't know about you, but it's bad enough reading a "book" on a machine. I don't want to talk to a machine. This conversation was the most ridiculous thing I've seen here...well, there've been some equally ridiculous posts on other threads...but nonetheless...

posted on Sep, 2 2011 @ 11:20 PM
reply to post by desert

I miss my Magic 8 Ball

the conversation wasn't much better - but he was a good listener

Jeeves - sounds like desert could use a nice sherry...might as well leave us the bottle

we'll be a while

desert...there's a storm outside - and it's raging

but it's too stupid for words


posted on Sep, 3 2011 @ 04:25 AM
reply to post by MrPenny

I usually come on here to see if there is any interesting posts on "paranormal studies", but today I decided to come and post here instead.

posted on Sep, 4 2011 @ 09:14 AM
Good morning, KnIghtWytchh! Join Spira and I for some nice sherry? I don't know if there are any other kind of "spirits" around here. Let me think...hmmmmm.....ok, here's a story. My husband, MrD, may have heard a ghost when we stayed at an old Bed and Breakfast in Washington state this summer.

I was deep asleep when he had to get up at around 1:30 am to check our cellphone battery....another story....I think MrD can somehow sense spirits, as I believe he had an encounter when he was around three years old, from a story he related to me. Anyway, he distinctly heard footsteps on the hallway and doors opening and closing.

We were the only guests in the B&B that night, and the owners' daughter said that her father would never be upstairs that late at night. The owners believe that their guests receive maximum privacy. MrD says he doesn't believe in ghosts, but he gets to see and hear them; I believe in ghosts, but I think I'ld be too afraid to see or hear them!

I was invited to attend a night ghost hunt at an area old mining "ghost town"; MrD said he would go with us, so I will report back if we ever end up going.

I remember my mom reading books by Hans Holzer in the 1960s, along with books by Edgar Cayce, Jeanne Dixon, and including books on ufo's. I remember reading some of her books during summer vacations. I never remember family discussions on these topics, but the books were always around.

What might your interest in the paranormal be, KnIghtWytchh? Any stories to tell here?

posted on Sep, 24 2011 @ 10:56 PM
Whew, I need a boat drink. It may be Fall, but I'm getting tired of the hot weather. ...Jeeves, can I borrow some of the money in the tip jar? Yeah, the new engine in the truck was worth the cost and hassle...Chevy Runs Deep...but now I need to pay my tab here.

Well...yes, MrD and I were out in the Mojave last weekend. Saw a snake under a creosote bush, and a rodent enjoyed my watermelon rind. We're going back next weekend. Decided to skip this weekend. Had enough hot weather. Missing the "post-apocalyptic party" out there, however. ...should we have one here?

whaaa, it sounds like you've been pretty busy living la suena. What's new? Got any pix to share?

Ok, now this was strange. Right after my sister passed on last year, I think I told you guys how my cell phone did something weird. A year later I'm talking on the cellphone to another sister, we're discussing how we commemorated the anniversary of DS's death, when a similar thing happened. Ok, now I'm thinking that DS was trying to join in our conversation.

Seems like the longer I live, the more strange things I run into. Now it's like Life would be strange without these things. About a month and a half ago I had a long conversation with a woman about her several visitations to Medjugorje. Besides the delightful synchronicities that happened, and the story of the clairvoyant Catholic priest, she told me her rosary had turned to gold. I'd read about that happening but never knew anyone that happened to.

Well, I've bailed out that boat drink. Jeeves, I need a refill. Oh, and thanks mucho for the tips!

posted on Nov, 20 2011 @ 09:02 PM
Jeeves, do you mind if I sing while I dust the bar? I usually hum in a few bars, but I thought I would sing while I work here. I found my program from Hair. I like this song. I think it's about an acid trip, but I'll tell ya later how it's connected to my desert trip. ....ahem.....

Doors locked (doors locked)
Blinds pulled (blinds pulled)
Lights low (lights low)
Flames high (flames high)

My body (my body)
My body

My body (my body)
My body

My body
Is walking in space
My soul is in orbit
With God face to face

Floating, flipping
Flying, tripping

Tripping from Pottsville to Mainline
Tripping from Mainline to Moonville

(Tripping from Pottsville to Starlight
Tripping from Starlight to Moonville)

On a rocket to
The Fourth Dimension
Total self awareness
The intention

My mind is as clear as country air
I feel my flesh, all colors mesh

Red black
Blue brown
Yellow crimson
Green orange
Purple pink
Violet white
White white
White white
White white

All the clouds are cumuloft
Walking in space
Oh my God your skin is soft
I love your face

How dare they try to end this beauty?
How dare they try to end this beauty?

To keep us under foot
They bury us in soot
Pretending it's a chore
To ship us off to war

In this dive
We rediscover sensation
In this dive
We rediscover sensation

Walking in space
We find the purpose of peace
The beauty of life
You can no longer hide

Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Wide wide wide!

...yeah...that was good...the song...not my singing....

Well, the trip before last we rode with another couple 20 miles across the desert to try to find an old plane crash site the husband wanted to find. Not sure we found the one he was looking for, but we did find some old site, and I picked up a debris piece from an old Mighty Mouse rocket. Anyway, on the way there, we came upon a group of model rocketeers. These guys are serious; we met one member who helped out on a recent Fact or Faked episode. We got to see them launch a rocket; it went to 5000 ft.

After the stop with that group, we made another stop by a fenced off area in the middle of nowhere to reconnoiter. Turns out we got a glimpse of someone's real rocket plane under development. Maybe it will end up someday landing at New Mexico's space port.

On the way back to camp, I might as well have been on a curious trip, because, and I swear this is true and real, we came upon a dune buggy driving around its campsite dragging a row boat behind it. I don't want to know the mind of the driver.

Well, the last trip out MrD and I helped reunite with his frantic parents a small lost child who rode his dirt bike into our campsite, He had wandered about five miles from his camp without telling anyone! Poor kid was in tears, so we calmed him down and phoned the police. Later he and his dad drove over to thank us; now I'm known as "the lady who gave him water and cookies". We're always ready to help fellow desert lovers, and we've been able to help out in quite a few situations, mostly on the trails, though, but a few in camp like this time.

Well, I confess that I've been busy with ...with...with my new ereader. I...I have fallen in love with my device. MrD convinced me I should get one. MrD was right. I know, I know, I was like the ancient Egyptian scribe who snarled at the young inventor upstart, "No one will want your papyri! These clay tablets last forever, and you know you're reading something when you feel them in your hands. Read words on plants...hahaha! Your pulp is just fiction!"

Jeeves, how'm I doin' ? What's my next job? I only have 15 more hours to work off my tab. Oh, what the heck, add on another five hours and give everyone a round.

posted on Nov, 21 2011 @ 03:10 AM
reply to post by desert

hey desert :-) welcome back

that was lovely...

join me in a mojito while I gather my thoughts?

meanwhile, here's a little something I've been listening long as we're in a musical mood - thought I'd share

posted on Nov, 21 2011 @ 10:15 PM

Originally posted by desert

whaaa, it sounds like you've been pretty busy living la suena. What's new? Got any pix to share?

We cooked up this little ditty for the 48hr film fest music video.

And I finally got my SAG card and am going on a few feature film auditions. Nothing yet.

edit on 21-11-2011 by whaaa because: (no reason given)

posted on Nov, 23 2011 @ 09:35 PM
reply to post by desert

desert - our friend is missing

missing - and missed

strange times in this strange place

posted on Dec, 6 2011 @ 09:28 AM
Spira, that's terrible our friend is missing!! We need to organize a search party quickly!

Jeeves, here, use these maps as table coverings, and bundle these flashlights and flowers together for table decorations. Let's see....make sandwiches and fill these canteens with...with...sherry! Hire those bands Spira and whaaa told us about. What else?...we must hurry...ok, ok, let's have these cute gps devices as gifts for everyone attending. Can we throw a party here or what?!

MrD and I couldn't attend Burning Man or Desert Wasteland, so we made our own event....Wasted Man!

Spira, I feel kinda silly asking this but...who is missing? I know you're not missing, and whaaa is pretty busy in Tamalewood, so who are we looking for?

Funny how work sure seems like a 24 hour job sometimes...but, hey, when I get back here I'll tell you about how Deceased Sister left a message for her living sisters. Gotta run now...Jeeves, one of those canteens of sherry to go, please.

posted on Dec, 6 2011 @ 09:09 PM
Oh, no, Spira, I sent out the invitations for the search party, and whaaa's invitation came back stamped, "Return to sender. Address unknown." This IS most dreadful! Yes, very much missed, and strange place, strange times, indeed. I am bummed.

Well, I will share the latest story of DS, then I gotta run. Other sister was saying her morning prayers and at the end talked to DS, saying how much we would miss her when we all got together that weekend, and we wished she could be with us. OS then went into the kitchen, then went to walk through the short hallway by the bedroom and bathroom, something she had already done a few times that morning.

A small piece of white paper on the floor of the hallway catches her eye. She picks it up, turns it over, and is surprised to see that it is the photo of DS, a photo that had been pinned to the bulletin board full of photos in the hallway. In 13 years, nothing had ever dropped off that board! Yet here was DS's photo on the floor...and the pin holding the photo to the board was still in the board!

Seems DS was telling us she would be with us at the get together. We did miss her physical presence but knew we were all together in our hearts.

posted on Dec, 8 2011 @ 11:01 PM
reply to post by desert

yes, desert - I'm pretty bummed myself. I find myself hoping for a long as he doesn't come back as Napoleon or Cleopatra - that would be so cliche

or, is that not how it works?

well, time will tell - but the joint feels sadly and extremely empty lately

meanwhile, I love that story desert - about the sisters...we who are sisters, we do have a way of sticking together don't we - through thick and thin?


posted on Dec, 23 2011 @ 08:56 AM
Oh, yes, a reincarnation would be so good. If someone comes in asking for Nyquil and a cervesa, I think we have found our reincarnated friend. Of course, I still would hope for another sign...odd, but I miss the friendly groping.

It is just breaking dawn here in the Mojave. Long, cold Winter nights. The national news has a story about two ATVers found dead in the Mojave. I assure all it is not me and MrD. The tragic incident occurred in the hills a few miles from us. Last weekend when we learned of the failure to return, I knew then it was not good. We had just ridden the area where the riders were said possibly to have been, but we saw nothing amiss. The search was trying to cover a wide area, via both ground and air, but I felt that the young men who went out at 2:30 am from their hotel room, not dressed for the cold, did not get far. Either they had fallen in a closeby mineshaft or went offtrail down a cliff.

MrD turned on the scanner yesterday afternoon to see how the search was going, but not long after, the report came in to call off the airsearch for the next day. Sure enough, the two bodies had been located, their ATV having tumbled 500 ft down a rugged hillside a mile and a half from town. MrD and I have been up to that site in daytime to enjoy the view, but even with the brightest of headlights, it is not an area to explore at night. This is all so sad especially around the holidays, affecting two families and countless friends.

Well, I must go look around here for my usual last minute gifts. Aha, yes, here are six of these fine, plastic "crystal" glasses. I'll just wash them up, and they'll look good as new and unused. Oh, look, some red and green napkins I can use as wrapping paper! Jeeves, I know we have scotch here, but do we have scotchtape? Welllll, looks like last minute shopping will go well this year.

posted on Dec, 27 2011 @ 09:36 AM
Holiday greetings! Spira, did you like the monogrammed napkins I gave you? I amaze myself with what I can do with a bar toothpick and maraschino cherry juice.

I hope everyone had the best of holiday happenings ever. The desert is starting to fill up with more holiday revelers. That's sort of a joke, because of course the desert can't "fill up"...I have a cardboard "Full" sign I set up at our site during holiday times...that's also a joke, since we're the only ones occupying that spot and our nearest neighbors would be a quarter mile away...I'm rambling, aren't I, Spira...

Recently I happened to catch a few minutes of the Road Runner movie. I remember as a kid laughing so hard at those cartoons. I guess I identified with that smart free-spirited bird as I raced through Life. Nothing could get me as I raced around the house chirping. "Meep meep!"

As I watched the cartoon now, however, I realized that I was also Wile E. Coyote. Throughout Life I had smartly schemed to get what I wanted, searching my personal ACME warehouse for the perfect device to carry out my plans. Like Wile E. coyote, though, I always seemed to become the victim of my own devices, seemed to always get the last gaffe.

With that realization, I still could laugh loudly, but now my laughter was older, wiser, clear and hearty, as I knew I was really laughing at myself. Over the years I had come to realize that getting what I wanted in Life, at the deepest level of my Heart, did not require active pursuit with schemes and devices but rather the quiet stillness to be able to discern and receive what Life wanted to gift to me.

I went to church Christmas Eve, the singing was so bad I shouted, "Hallelujah! The chorus is over!"...heehee...that was a joke...I didn't go to church...heehee...I did decorate a creosote bush as a Christmas tree...pretty solar Christmas wind this year, so everything stayed on the tree...bush...I'm rambling again, aren't I...Jeeves, a Rum Punch, please, and add a maraschino cherry....what? I ate them all!...I like this place...

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