Something about....stuff happening in Vegas,......
Hell yeah.
we went to the Christmas Market in Steinau, it was quite big but still not to comercial, most stands where by the local clubs.
the market spanned through the castle yards and the market place and through the cellars of the townhall and the castle cellars.
I ate a Bratwurst from the volunter desaster relief club Technisches Hilfswerk e.v.) a potato pancake from the volunter fire fighters culb and a apple-waffle from the singing club "foreward"(Chorgemeinschaft Vorwärts e.v.)
and I drank a mulled wine and a mulled apple wine from the oldtown preservation club (Altstadtfreunde e.v.)
Isn't there a poem about a tree?
Something about....stuff happening in Vegas,......
It's called "dry." The opposite of, you know, moist.
drinks a bottle of Aquafina
this room is dead.
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I'm just glad I don't have to worry about a white Christmas anymore.
Don't worry. Snow's a'coming.
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Blizzaga on you, Blizzaga on your cow, Blizzaga on your whole family!!
I always figured Kefka as more the Firaga type.
It's the spirit of the season, nitwit!
"What's this? What's this? There's white stuff in the air!!!"
HArd to focus today.
HArd to focus today.
Story of my life...
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"What's this? What's this? There's white stuff in the air!!!"
A hear the 5-0 as'ploded a coke dealer.
I'm just glad I don't have to worry about a white Christmas anymore.Don't worry. Snow's a'coming.We laugh at your puny snow! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....
adjust the settings on his Whedonatrix 3000
Blizzaga on you, Blizzaga on your cow, Blizzaga on your whole family!!
See, this guy knows what's up.
I always figured Kefka as more the Firaga type.
HI SCINT!!!!!
Thank you for the 68 degree day, Who says all undead are evil, not me sir not meI'm just glad I don't have to worry about a white Christmas anymore.Don't worry. Snow's a'coming.We laugh at your puny snow! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....
adjust the settings on his Whedonatrix 3000
68 degree day? That's insanity.
Thank you for the 68 degree day, Who says all undead are evil, not me sir not meI'm just glad I don't have to worry about a white Christmas anymore.Don't worry. Snow's a'coming.We laugh at your puny snow! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....
adjust the settings on his Whedonatrix 3000
58 here, comfy with a coat.
Snow predicted at the end of the week and over the weekend. Not looking forward to driving to work.
Is that actually readable?
The group finally came out of the swamps in the late afternoon. Tired horses welcomed soft grass and stable ground with visible relief while the riders found the woodland air refreshing change to the stagnant breath of the swamps.
Leading rider turned towards the rest:
– I think we have made it, uncle. No more puddles, no more toads, no more slugs, no more decaying plants…
– Actually, leaves and needles of trees in forests drop on the ground forming a thick litterfall… And yes, they are decaying feeding the soil. – The older man in the middle of the group responded with a dry smile that only widened when the young man groaned. – You really should have been spending more time outside…
– I have been spending lot of time outside, uncle. Training camps, roads, battlefields…
– But no forests.
– Nor swamps. Lots of hills and plains, though… I won’t be teaching you geography of the Republic, uncle, it’s not like I would know it better than you anyway.
Older man shook his head still smiling: – No, you would not.
Behind them woman wrapped in robes of fur and leather shrugged: – Whatever. Can we move forward, Viridius? I miss the sight of the open sky, not concealed by swamp mists or tree branches.
– Then you are up for a disappointment, Hisha. This land is called Forest Realms for a reason. But you are right, we should move forward and put some distance between us and the swamps before we settle for the night. – The older man turned back to his nephew. – After you, Marcus, after you…
Young man spurred his horse to move between the trees and the rest followed.
It took them two more days to reach settled lands. The first sign of civilization was a small clearing with a wooden watchtower standing near the overgrown highway. Bored guards looked at the travelers surprised, as if expecting no travellers to come their way. The tallest of the men put away the jug on the table and stood up while placing the other hand on the hilt of his sword.
– Be welcome, travelers, in the thegendom of Black Raven. – He stopped and scrutinized them for a few moments – You don’t look like a regular merchant group… Unless your wagons stuck in the marshes. That happens from time to time, or so I heard. Not many merchant caravans come here. Maybe one or two every two or three years. But you don’t look like merchants anyway… I am Brimmi Rideg-Hadda, commander of this watchpost. I can offer you peace if you come in peace or violence if you come with malice in you hearts.
– Peace be with you and your kin, Brimmi, son of Rideg and Hadda. We bear no malice in our hearts toward you or the thegendom of Black Raven. I am Viridius Dor Antaros, this youngster here is my nephew Marcus Dor Geteos and she is Hisha of Hashak tribe…
The woman interrupted him with anger in her voice – I was Hisha of Hashak tribe but I am no more one of them. You know that quite well, general Antaros!
Warrior looked meaningfully at the remaining members of the group: three soldiers and two unarmed men. The bulky rider with pale skin and braided hairs wearing rainbow-hued clothing smiled and answered the unspoken question.
– The remaining ones are the most dedicated and loyal servants of the illustrious master Antaros. The humblest speaker is the master’s gourmet chef, studious chronicler, astrologer, physician and apothecary. – He gestured toward the small bald man in plain white robe riding beside him - This one here is the master’s secretary, purser and aide. The three valorous men bearing the arms are the master’s most vigilant guards protecting his and his companions safety.
Brimmi grinned and looked back on the old man – Apparently he is also your most bespoken comedian. Does he entertains with tricks as well as with his words?
Over half of this written today. Er, mostly yesterday, looking on clock, as it is past midnight already.
We put our outdoor lights up today, since it was such a nice day.
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ROTFL
Glad to hear you were able to perform. I need to hear you perform one day. Preferably when I need some kind of bonus to something.
The tree is decorated and looking gooood. Orthos have you had a chance to practice in the snow?
Nope, nothing but some flurries the Wed before Thanksgiving thus far. Hoping the precipitation chance holds off until the weekend, then can practice without having to be somewhere on a schedule.
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The sun, finally, has revealed himself as my mortal enemy. The source of light and warmth for the human race tried its best to blind me at every turn today and make me crash at a new job.
I WILL NOT SUBMIT TO YOUR TYRANNIES. The blessed darkness falls on this Sunday evening.
Have a good Monday mornign everyone.
The sun, finally, has revealed himself as my mortal enemy. The source of light and warmth for the human race tried its best to blind me at every turn today and make me crash at a new job.
I WILL NOT SUBMIT TO YOUR TYRANNIES. The blessed darkness falls on this Sunday evening.
Have a good Monday mornign everyone.
ALL HAIL THE SHORT DAYS OF WINTER! HUZZAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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*yawn*
Morning? Already? Haven't we have one of those already a few days ago?