Messages From The Heartland

[wulfar360]

Ok...and just why wasn't I sent those "behind the scenes" shots?  Huh?  Huh??

what behind the scene shots  pray tell?
if you think something "interesting" haapped  at the cabin then think again im saving myself for you  scott

[injest]

don't pull a Clinton on us Wulfie...we know the interesting stuff didn't happen "AT" the cabin!!

 

[wulfar360]

trust  me if something "interesting" did happen i would probably be a much happier person atm

[David In Indy]

My little sweet Davey did something shocking?  NO...say it ain't so.  David!!!  Get your ass over here I want a word with you young man!!!

NOTHING shocking happened!    Jess is trying to start rumors of my ass being circulated over in England. Don't listen to her.

trust  me if something "interesting" did happen i would probably be a much happier person atm

What happned Richard?

Text is nice, but pictures are worth a thousand words. 

[Kerry]

David is conspicuously absent throughout this invigorating discussion about his (up until now) hidden assets. Watsa matter, David? Cat got yer tongue?  Don't be embarrassed! I won't tell what I saw in them thar pics Jess sent me of you and that English fella (Kerry crosses fingers).

He's cute! I simply adore a man with a moon-tan, and god knows all them English fellas have got one. A moon-tan that is (hee-hee)! What did you two get up to in Merry Olde England, David? Dooooo tell! I wanna know! Just between us. I promise it will go no further!

Crikey, it's so dang im-pos-sible ter extract secrets from folks on this thread. David and Geri - they're both sooo tight-lipped! Cain't get no word outa neither of em, no how! They got no idea how to be neighbourly 'tall.

(OMG! I think I might be channelling Jed Clampet! I hold you responsible for this, Sheriff Roland, sir!)

[David In Indy]

David is conspicuously absent throughout this invigorating discussion about his (up until now) hidden assets. Watsa matter, David? Cat got yer tongue?  Don't be embarrassed! I won't tell what I saw in them thar pics Jess sent me of you and that English fella (Kerry crosses fingers).

He's cute! I simply adore a man with a moon-tan, and god knows all them English fellas have got one. A moon-tan that is (hee-hee)! What did you two get up to in Merry Olde England, David? Dooooo tell! I wanna know! Just between us. I promise it will go no further!

Crikey, it's so dang im-pos-sible ter extract secrets from folks on this thread. David and Geri - they're both sooo tight-lipped! Cain't get no word outa neither of em, no how! They got no idea how to be neighbourly 'tall.

(OMG! I think I might be channelling Jed Clampet! I hold you responsible for this, Sheriff Roland, sir!)

Don't know about Jed, but I could go for Jethro just about now.

Did I just say that? I didn't say that!

It's the Nyquil talkin'!

Gotta get my ass in bed before it says any more. 

[wulfar360]

NOTHING shocking happened!    Jess is trying to start rumors of my ass being circulated over in England. Don't listen to her.


What happned Richard?

Text is nice, but pictures are worth a thousand words. 

what happened ?  i dont knwo thast what im tryin to figure out

[Kerry]

what happened ?  i dont knwo thast what im tryin to figure out

That's easy for you to say!!!   

[Kerry]

Don't know about Jed, but I could go for Jethro just about now.

Did I just say that? I didn't say that!

It's the Nyquil talkin'!

Gotta get my ass in bed before it says any more. 

I always kinda fancied Jethro myself!      (true confessions here, folks!) 

[Kerry]

***BEWARE SPOILERS***
"Shades of Grey"
Chapter 13

This beautifully written, descriptively brutal prose re-created for me, in my heart and in my mind, the unresolved grief and desolation I experienced when Jack was murdered in the movie. It all came flooding back to me. It  was almost too much for me to bear and I had quite a jarring emotional  reaction on first reading it.

Ennis followed them out into the parking lot, stumbling along behind, not close enough to touch, but close enough to drown in the anguish spilling off Jack in great, swamping waves, his eyes begging Ennis to go back, to let go…let go. Madrigal shoved Jack into the passenger seat of his car, the tinted windows swallowing Jack in a single gulp. Madrigal stepped lightly around the front of the car to fold himself behind the wheel. He didn’t even look at Ennis, the blond man shouting hoarsely in the parking lot of no more interest than a pebble under Madrigal’s foot or a leaf dancing in the wind.

“Jack!” Ennis screamed. “Jack!” But there was no one to hear; Jack was gone, disappearing as if he had never been.

(my italics)