I remember well the time we sailed to Egypt, to procure for the Queen a shipment of ivory that had been delayed en route from the Far East. My, what a time we had!

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Oh, yes! I do believe you picked up that blasphemous tome from the street urchin on the third night in Cairo, did you not?

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I think one of my first memories of you is a journal post detailing a conversation you had with Eris.

I prefer however- that time we taught the jesters how to really jingle.

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And jingle they did, but they still have issues with the jangles.

But the female jesters we taught? Man, they sure can jiggle!

Quite naughty of you to teach them that. But I appreciate it.

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My philosophy: If you can't enjoy leading a ritual, you probably shouldn't be leading one :)

Good to know I looked like I was having as much fun as I was.

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I remember walking on a mountian path...and you literally ran me over..you were chasing a special family of butterflies...You helped me up...and apologized, explaining that you were on the chase of something....

Later that same evening...we found that we had picked the same camp site....

nice fire, good mead...and stories...man you told the best stories. In fact half the time I didn't know if they were stories or not...grin....

Then came sun up....and we parted ways...you off to chase down more butterflies...and me to go hunt down the waterfall and cave I had heard about.

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If I ever tell a story where someone can tell whether I did it or not in reality, then I'm not doing it well. Glad to know you're still wondering.

By the way, when I finally caught one, I let it go. Couldn't bring myself to take it away from nature.

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I don't have a single memory, they all squish together. But remember that time we went to the bi-curious sorority house and got lap dances?

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Yeah. I rememeber that you got all the action and I had to hold the video camera. That alone would be great, but when the cops busted up the party they stole the tape, remember?

Probably a bunch of guys down at the station who drop by the evidence room every so often to watch that bit of film, let me tell you.

On the bright side, my probation is almost over! Just two more years of community service and I'll be a free man again!

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This one time, at band camp, chronarchy stuck a...








lollipop in his mouth.

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Yeah, but I pretended I knew what I was doing with it.

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I remember the first time you did the JB ritual. You looked over at me with my drink. You saw how much I was enjoying the ritual, and you smiled. I loved that smile.

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It was great to see you there, of course I smiled :)

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I remember travelling through WV after Trillium and writing this conversation in my journal:

Mike: I can't understand NASCAR. Horseraces I get. You have the whole rider-horse thing. I can simulate NASCAR by flushing a matchbox car down the toilet.
Meghan: Yeah, but that'd only work once.
Mike: That's all I'd need. Or I could call a plumber and buy more.
Meghan: Yeah, I can imagine Brian going over to your place now and telloing you where to shove it. I think that'd be hilarious ... I can see it now (I pictured you bent over with Brian shoving a plumber's snake up your ass)
Mike: Yeah, that'd be one of those unpleasant ways to die.

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Damn skippy it'd be unpleasant :)

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sunburnt legs in the hottub

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More like trying to keep them out of the hot tub and avoid invading the personal space of six other naked people. . . and failing miserably on all counts.

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I remember the first time/place I met you, at Summerland in...2001, maybe? Anyway, you were dancing wildly to Fannigan's Isle, and I remember thinking, "Huh! A tall white guy, probably straight, dancing his heart out with evident joy!" and I was impressed with your enthusiasm. Then later we had a very funny and rather drunken conversation by my vendor booth, about a certain fiery redheaded person who annoyed us.

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I hope my enthusiasm never dies, and I want to defy gravity until the end. :) Most people call my dancing "gay-looking prancing", though, so I appreciate your kind words.

Me, I just thought you were hot.

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Whose smile could not simply get larger at the prospect of having all those women paying attention to them? And having been met with boobies at the airport? And what boobies they were!

Damn, that was a good lunch.

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The *first* time I met you was part of a threesome post-ritual group hug -- at Summerland 2002, I think -- when you so cavalierly discarded me to someone who said, "Ok, but I get the girl," with the words (and this is a direct quote): "You can have her."

Hmph.

At least that's one of the most *memorable* memories -- there are many others, though that was the first.

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*laughs* I would have said it to any woman, I think. Though now I might be a bit more crude and say, "You can have her, if I can watch."

But yes, I can verify that that was the direct quote :)

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I remember dressing up in short skirt, high heeled boots, see-thru shirt, wig, and full makeup to pick you up at the airport last year prior to DMF - and then walking onto the patio at Kirk's with all of the ADF leaders sitting there, and me dressed like a... um.... well, strumpet, for lack of a better term. Yikes!

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Strumpet? qorinda, you made a great strumpet!

Too bad my damn plane got in early. . . Ah, well.

(But damn, did I appreciate it) :)

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Erm. I'll go with your promise of naked ladies and jewellry around the hot-tub. I plan on showing up in traditional boring Englishman gear.

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If you ever come down, I'll find a way to fulfil that promise. :)

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The Ouija board session that shall live in infamy.

That and the time you tried to poison me...;-)

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Infamy doesn't scratch the surface. I think there's a PSA historical note that tells people not to let me play.

"URALLDAMNED. . .UP!"

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