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Duncan
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50 posted 12-11-2003 11:00 PM       View Profile for Duncan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Duncan

So, how's the puppy???  

I thought about matching your year, 87, but that would’ve put me in Pittsburgh and those are not my favorite stories.  
So, guess I’ll go with the theme of named houses.  As in “The Compound”.  Ours was called “The White House”.
Again...Birmingham.  
Same house as the mouse story, but the cast has changed.
Sherry was gone, enter Cindy, Susie and Bill.
It was July or August, not sure which.  It was the first time in my life I’d lived someplace without air-conditioning.  We had a fan from a roller rinks exhaust system in the window.   I guess the sound gave the illusion of something more than hot, circulating air.
We had a Husky named Sky, a kitten named Easy, and I was dog sitting a friends psycho poodle, Benson.  
I don’t remember if it was the hottest 2 weeks on record or if it just got stored in my brain that way, but let me tell ya, it was hot.
During the day, it was well over a hundred degrees and we hid out in the room with the fan.  At night, the temperature would drop a mere 10-15 degrees, but it felt like fall when we were lucky enough to get a breeze.
Much to our neighbors horror, we’d hung out on the roof, ever since we moved in.  One of the bedrooms had a window that stepped right out onto it.  Seemed like an invitation to us.  The White House was an old two-story home on Birmingham’s Southside.  It’d been a grand columned estate at one time.  Now it was four apartments, in bad need of repair.  
The entry hall and stairway, looked like an alien had thrown up on the walls. Our apartment had a drop ceiling, which was only halfway hung.  That was a great conversation starter...lol.  So anyway, the roof was a bit more scenic than the rest of the place.
During those two weeks of heat, we slept on the roof when it cooled down at night.  The four of us, the two dogs and the kitten.  
I don’t think the neighbors ever saw us.  The sound of the city buses breaking at the corner usually woke us unmercifully early and we were back inside before they woke up.


  
  
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51 posted 12-12-2003 06:23 PM       View Profile for Mistletoe Angel   Email Mistletoe Angel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Mistletoe Angel's Home Page   View IP for Mistletoe Angel



Awwwwwwwwww! I'd love to see pictures of Lil' Duncan! Have you take any? Maybe if you or one of your friends has a scanner you can share them with us, yay!



I love the company of all kinds of animals, I truly feel they share the emotions that we have, as I've seen puppies feel sad when they miss an owner or loved one, or respond to a loss in a family! I know how blessed Duncan is by your friendship and this gift of naming this cute puppy after him!



LOL! I really enjoyed your story of the landlord and all! Hehehe, I can't wait to read much more of your wonderful escapades and adventures!



Have the happiest holidays, my dearest friend!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"You'll find something that's enough to keep you
But if the bright lights don't receive you
You should turn yourself around and come back home" MB20

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52 posted 12-13-2003 02:03 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

Okay, a little "catch-up."

Yes, I seem to have a puppy (although I keep in mind it may temporary)

Nobody seems to know where the little dog came from, however. And although I named him "Duncan" immediately, he and the family seem to have other ideas.

We've gone through a list of names and the only one he seems to answer to is "Fred."
As in "Freedom Fred"--a friend of ours from long ago (ever notice how all my stories are from beyond the statute of limitations? ) But Freedom Fred never answered to anybody either and was known to show up on a porch or two in his time. But I still call our puppy "Duncan" when no one else is around and his ears do perk up, and he tends to quit chewing too. (Those rawhide bones in my robe might be a clue.)

But he looks like Freedom Fred, as in that terrier way, he has that shaggy bearded look--and if I say "dammit, Fred" he also skulks guiltily in the same fashion Fred used to.

But names are a metamorphasis in our world too--especially for the pets.

Back when we lived at "The Compound" I acquired a puppy by pretty much the same circumstances. He eventually bore the name, "Bubba 'No-Nuts' Johnson."

The Bubba part was a nod to the cowboys there--the Johnson was the name of the family "up front" whose house he was born under--and "No-Nuts?" Well, sheepish smile, the puppy had a small testicular problem.

He outgrew it.

And believe it or not, all of this IS leading up to the SWAT team story...grin.

Just keep cutting these pictures, m'friends.

It will all make sense someday.

vlraynes
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snip snip...

paste...

snip snip snip

loving every one of these snapshots, and
can't wait to see what's next...smile
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54 posted 12-13-2003 07:02 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

"I guess the sound gave the illusion of something more than hot, circulating air."

Nodding here. Box fans flicker lights.

HOT.

Just hot....so hot we wore togas. We froze empty  2-liter bottles of soda and slept with them. We froze five gallon buckets that once kept ice cream, and placed them in front of the fans in the tall windows.

It really was that damned hot.

I always thought it odd that we, the twisted sisters of barroom's fame would end up living in the parking lot of a bar we had no desire to entertain--the bar was twenty five steps away from our back door and we never (okay, we seldom) entertained ourselves in that line dance.

I got in trouble with Bob, the landlord too. It was all a big misunderstanding.
I wasn't actually CHARGING those trucks to park--but just accepting "tips"--and I swear, I wasn't signalling with the flashlight---the batteries were loose.

I musta made over fifty bucks before I was told to stop.

But once I was asked to stop, I certainly did--we went inside and that is when I/we came up with the "cowboy game"--

this involved peering out of the back window between blinds and points given for...

well...sheesh? that's another story.

ya'll really oughtta ask me about that sometime.



I'll give you a hint.

bolero tie = 1 point

Sometimes? ya just gotta have fun anyway...
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55 posted 12-14-2003 05:13 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

My sister (twist) was the onliest one of us that had an actual bed.

Her room was all shawls and fringe, draperies that let little lights shine in, depending on the circumstance.

She was smart enough to change from heavy velvet wintering to sheers that played puzzle pieces on the morning skin in summer.

She had a gold crushed velvet couch, and some could sleep there when they'd been kind.

But? there were times, sometimes even on Saturdays, when we had nothing to do, and we would flop belly down on her highboy bed, and on our bellies, side by side, we'd gaze out of the window and watch the cowboys roll in--spitting gravel in their ford trucks, parking in the dust there.

That's when we invented the cowboy game.

Let's talk about the points.

smile. If it was a Ford truck, that was the move for immediate play.

Only those who arrived in Fords were eligible and we didn't lack for players.

The true contest began when they exited the vehicle.

as I stated before--

bolero tie? = 1 point
but that was only over a western shirt--
            = 1 point more
big bright belt buckle?
            = 1 point

Of course, the hat was worth 2 points. 3 if it had feathers--five if covered in hatpins.

Boots were worth 2 points as well, 3, if they were snakeskin.

If the woman that fell out of the truck was bleach blonde? You got a nice bonus of five extra points.

If at any time she said an expletive?
Smile, that made it "ten."

If she directed that explective at him that made it a ringer dinger fifteen bonus point.

If at any time the words "yee-haw" were exclaimed, fifteen big boys were added to your total.

If someone broke a bottle? oh yeah, that was the big thirty point bonus.

smile.

We kept ourselves amused.

But that was the cowboy game.

So.

*ahem*

I think it's the perfect time to ask for chili recipes, don't you?

well I do.

(and yes, I get five points for every response)


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56 posted 12-14-2003 07:17 AM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

It's 12 degrees here as I write this.  
Chili seems appropriate.  

More, please.

And give the Duncun puppy a squeeze for me.

[This message has been edited by Sunshine (12-14-2003 07:17 AM).]

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57 posted 12-14-2003 09:39 AM       View Profile for Ron   Email Ron   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Ron's Home Page   View IP for Ron

Okay, so I would have only been worth 8 points.

I still have the three points tucked away somewhere, but I lost the five-pointer(s) a ways back.
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Smiling widely at Ron, playing the game...
Well done, Sir!
Duncan
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59 posted 12-14-2003 09:31 PM       View Profile for Duncan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Duncan

"But names are a metamorphasis in our world too--especially for the pets."

Well, I like the name Fred, and he kinda 'sounds' like a Fred...lol.  
I have a cat now, who must've had a dozen names the first year, until he finally just started answering to "Little Kitty".  Which was okay when he was (little), but now he's a large, yellow lump and it just doesn't work, ya know?
When I read what ya'll did with freezing the bottles of water, etc., I wondered why we'd never thought of doing that.  Then a mostly spent brain cell fired and the resulting smell of smoke reminded me why...   
At first read of the Cowboy game, I thought I'd score a zero.  Then, I was saved by the blonde!!  
Oh wait, I've never owned a Ford truck.  Had a Subaru Brat once.  Does that count???
Not even close huh??  Damn, I woulda looked good in snakeskin boots...
Okay, so far we've got two "eccentric" and sometimes bored white women and a herd of drunken cowboys, all six blocks from the projects.
That SWAT team's getting easier to imagine with each chapter.
Tell on, please...
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60 posted 12-14-2003 09:41 PM       View Profile for Duncan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Duncan

As for chili, I have two very different recipes.  But first, I need to ask...
thick or thin??  
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61 posted 12-15-2003 01:53 AM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

No points for toothpicks?
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62 posted 12-15-2003 08:41 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

actually I did leave out a couple of things--

spurs were 2 points each, but toothpicks?

can't say that was a big ticket item.

Still scratching my head over Ron's hidden points. Hope it wasn't the spurs--wince-that could be painful.

and Duncan, Duncan, c'mere puppy.

Your namesake is still yer namesake.

I have named Duncan a.k.a Freedom Fred, and I RULE here, so if I say so, then it IS.

And since I am pretending I can have whatever I like however I like it, I'll take my chili thick, please.

(and a generous helping of  more stories, too.)

And Kari? I didn't mean to ignore you either.
In answer to your previous question, I have seen many things in my time, and many of them were not there, but I have never seen a ghost. My brother says he has though--he swears an apartment he rented in Texas was haunted. He moved in on Friday, checked into a Motel on Saturday, and phoned us again on Monday to give us the address of his new new apartment. All he will say about it now is that he prefers his spirits bottled.

And I'll be back with more of the story after lunch. (I'm on couch patrol again, so I'll be scribbling in a notebook this morning.) sighs but smiles.

and to my bookend Sharons, I AM doing better, thank you.
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63 posted 12-15-2003 10:03 AM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

Ah thick chili...
c'mere girl...
I've got some that will remove
your boots!
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64 posted 12-15-2003 10:28 AM       View Profile for Alicat   Email Alicat   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alicat

Funny....I didn't know you could make chili that shaved.....
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65 posted 12-15-2003 02:25 PM       View Profile for Susan Caldwell   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Susan Caldwell

Okay, so I have been secretly reading this thread...:::tapping foot::: isn't it after lunch yet?
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That all depends!  
In what time zone are you tapping you foot???  


[The devil made me do it!]
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67 posted 12-15-2003 04:06 PM       View Profile for Susan Caldwell   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Susan Caldwell

Oh, you are good, Kari, I am one hour behind Karen..however, it's 1605 here and I still have seen no evidence of a Karen story this afternoon...and I must go home now...I think the witch likes to keep us waiting, anticipation...

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68 posted 12-15-2003 04:42 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

I fell back to sleep.

So, the best I could do is share my dreams with ya for now, but that might prove embarrassing...wait, I have one that's PG.

I dreamed about this guy. (surprise, huh?) <--wry typing.

But anyhoo--this guy was just lovely to look at, but sort of angelic--the dream was very simple tho. He took the eraser side of a pencil and twisted it on the center of my forehead, saying, "You're going to need regular adjustments for awhile."

giggle?

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sigh. Susan? I just tried to write the next one, but all I could hear was this conversation between my kids.

I overheard them discussing the various toys, etc. being hawked this Holiday Season, and I heard my daughter bring up a "Spongebob Squarepants Bath Set."

It seems not only is the kid supposed to use this cartoon character to bathe with, but in the seat of Spongebob's pants is a slit for the child to put his/her hand, in the manner of many other, non-cartoon character sponges.

My son's verdict was a simple two words:

"That's disturbing!"

smile. I tend to agree.
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Karen, I have to admit I would like to go back to the days when those where the kind of conversations my kids have...

Tonights discussion with my daughter was discussing a particular friend of hers that's picture was all over the news....that friend will be "away" for awhile...*sigh*
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71 posted 12-16-2003 02:52 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

Did I mention it was hot?

It was hot, good people.

And granted, the house was built, in the correct manner of the creole cottage--two shotgunned bedrooms then the bath, leading to the kitchen, and as a nod to modern times, the L was the living room area, off to the side. It had the distinction tho, of no cross-ventilation--there were no window on the right side of the house--because, "Bob" explained, there was a pig farm there before industry moved in, and he spared himself the stench. So? no windows on the right side of the house.

So Duncan, yer right. Three bored women and it was HOT...but very seldom boring.

When the sun would start to go down, we could hear the caliope played on the riverboat--we were located in the armpit of the River there--then, we would get our shtuff together.

We had a plastic kiddie pool, a "snap-together" I think it was called. It was the kind you just flopped on the ground and let the water give it the shape.

We put this in the center of our yard. (A small piece of green we attribute to twist #2, as she was the one who watered gravel patiently until grass grew where angels feared to tread)

There we had our bath.

We would hook the hose up to the hot water from the laundry shed and add bath oils, bubbles, and more than a few mishapped drinks. The cowboys were as fascinated with us as we had been by them.

"The hottest tub in town," one said.

We smiled at cowboy wit.

walk on, high plains drifter

But to give ya'll an idea of how the family dynamic worked, I'll tell ya this story.

It was the twisted sisters, sitting in a kiddie pool located in the "yard" of a house located in the parking lot of a country and western bar in an all black neighborhood.

Completely illuminated by a big ole damned LIGHT.

It came with the parking lot.

It's Saturday night, and cowboys are doing their parking thang all around us, while we pretty much luxuriated, as much as three very hot women, grin, CAN luxuriate in the yard of a house located in the parking lot of a country & western bar in an all black neighborhood. (Did I stress that enough?)



So twisted number two, (the one some of ya'll know from another site) notices the sad deterioration of twisted number one (there was alot of vodka in the sudsy mix of the bath by now) and says brightly,

"I know! Let's all stick our heads under water and blow more bubbles!"

"Okay" I agreed agreeably.

Twisted number one was all too eager.

"I'll count to three and we'll do it!"

Okay. Twisted number two said with drama:

"One...two....THREE!"

We laughed our bubbles off as twisted number one ducked her poor naive head under, and we clicked our glasses as we waited for her to surface.

Which she did, looking at us accusingly, noting our dry hairdo's and lack of mascara smears, saying suspiciously, "Hey......???"

Sigh. We were mean to her, I do confess.

But she is the oldest and we've got some sort of teamwork family dynamic revenge going on that we still can't help to this day.

Poor kid.

grin.
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I DO love your stories with my morning coffee...
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Do you actually realize how lucky you guys were?  I read these stories and remember all the nothings I had, which don't even come close to having a sister to play with, fight with, let alone make these kind of memories with. I would have traded all I had for one moment of this bath in a "put together pool" with someone to make these kinds of bonds with. Amen - sermon over for today but seriously, now this truly was living large in my books.  Funny how one always wants what they can't have isn't it?  Hey you!  It's Christmas time, any stories to do with your family holidays Karen?
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74 posted 12-18-2003 04:03 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

and Mysteria/sharon?

Not for one instance did I intend to portray our life as to illicit sympathy.



Quite the opposite.

I did back off a bit, because I thought I might be construed as bragging.

But? Yer right once again--because I know very well what we had and continue to have.

Bored? Sure. But inventive.

Lonely? Yes. But together.

Hungry?

well.

heh heh?

draw yer own conclusions?

(btw, I'm quite sure you qualify as an honorary twisted, because I do know that you have been where we were--minus the location. OH. And the heat. (It really was damned hot.)

The thing is though, we didn't give up. Not on life and not on each other.

I love talking about how twisted #2 would water the gravel until grass through the rocks. Funny, just when she got tired, I moved in, planted a couple of gardens by the matching steps. We didn't weed the garden--but we rocked the gardens.

Twisted #1 was good with the potted plants.

chuckle.

Now I'll try to scan this lil photo of the first offerings of first GARDEN planted on the grounds of "The Compound" since the landlord's wife moved out.

Brb. Say a lil prayer for the scanner too...she's been a little light sensitive.



 
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