Well, now I do, of course [even
without the superfluous "p."]. You've been gone so long ~ well, you know how that goes. After awhile, out of sight, out of mind ~ and you did not leap to mind as a 'given.'
Appropriate way of responding to the name-similarity thingy, having yours protected, of course
. I knew you'd love it. [But, boy, do I have a 'protector' for you! Don't know how you've gotten along this long without her services, nor how I have without them ~ but if you're ever feeling emotionally taken advantage of, just give me a ring, and I'll turn you on ~ to her, of course
.]
If I hadn't been so detained and distracted with sorting f.a.c.t.s./S.P.E.C.T.R.E., I could have done better in my guesswork [sorta like your coursework, but not quite] on who you are. Of course, seeing all that writing all over the wall now, I'm forced to bring to the fore for reconsideration "Starfish" from days of yore [
and your
].
As for this thread, I've
never claimed to be able to write poetry ~ I just hobble along with this prose thingy, and do my best. I know it doesn't
look like a poem, but that's only because it's an imposter that only you have had the wisdom to point out. That other, needle-nosed dog seems to have missed it; but you, the bloodhound that you are, came right to it, straightaway
. Of course, that ol' needle-nose of 'imposter'-sniffing&flushing has an
impressive record, given the little group of "Vindicators" that she clings to. A classic case of 'nepotism' with that little group, if I ever saw it, rescuing [whoops, I mean vindicating] the one who jumped on
their band wagon, to begin with]. That's a whole 'nother matter, though
~ not to concern you, as you lounge about in F.L.O.R.I.D.A.
Nope. We don't post correctly, anymore. But that's because we've joined the band of Headingless Horsemen, and because Alice doesn't live here, anymore, either; so why
would we post correctly? Why
should we?
Perhaps, you can go to the Bristol meet-up in Michael's stead. Just bring your bag lunch of ascerbicisms and they'll never know he didn't make it
.
You? Bad things being implied about you? Oh, no. Not
another paranoic. I'm too busy for this, you know. Now, if you want to
confess anything, maybe something
beach related, we could muster up
something bad ~ from the past, of course. No real idea how you're doing these days, except that your ongoing interest remains
.
Nice to see you [truly] ~ something about that Tysh Darling, that in all its sarcasm, still had an endearing note to it.
~ St./Queen/Darling Tysh
]. At least they're reading the "Other Gatherings" thread 
