Chuck did, but they don't repopulate at the top of the page with an email accompaniment. The posts refreshed with comments unlocked and and the note asking for validation.
Maggie says hi from Maine. And you gotta do what you gotta do. It's not about money for me.......it's just been fun to entertain you and I'm forever grateful ....
Same here! Never had any notion of even coming close!! And I had planned to sit down this week coming up to watch every posting over again (I work around the clock every weekend!) I am just very appreciative of the opportunity to be part of such a great bunch of people! Like to sit with a cold beer and feel like I’m in the room in any one of the venues! Also very appreciative of the jumpstart to allowing myself to indulge the creative side again Would have never in a million years thought I would start my own Substack! So very grateful . . .
The contest was a great idea, but humans gotta human. Seems like there always has to be someone jumping in and spoiling things. But much more than the contest for me, Story Night has been nothing short of life-changing. I will be forever grateful to you for starting it and to Randy for bringing it to life here in NYC.
I sometimes wonder if a dog that has a genius level of intelligence - what does the dog think about?
Do they ever think about things beyond food, pack and territory. Ever wonder "What's it all about?". "Why am I here?"
Btw, a number of months ago, you sent a package related to a contest and you included dog treats and dog toy. Clover the dog and I appreciate it. (She still plays with the toy).
Nice. You know the phrase "let's chew the fat"? It means to talk, but originally people kept strips of dried fat in a niche near the heat of the chimney, like fat jerky. As they held a conversation they'd idly chew this dried fat.
When friends drop by and hold a lively conversation, Egg always brings a chew toy into the room and gnaws it. That's her taking part in the discussion. People and dogs never seem that far apart.
That's very interesting. I'm going to look for that behavior in Clover. The one deep question I hink she may occasionally have is: I appreciate the treats but why can't I just, you know, have a plate of bacon for dinner.
A strange memory: In the Big Life 1980s all the guys I knew who did steroids also ate baby food. They claimed it was the purest salt-free form of protein. Still it always looked odd, these hypertrophied guys spooning jars and jars of pureed meat into their mouths. Quel breath. Quel bowel movements.
Not voted as yet as a hell of a lot of catch up listening to do, but happy to still cast votes for those who threw their pages in the ring. Takes real cajones.
A guy I worked with many years ago had a theory that the reason the Germans and Japanese are into such disgusting sexual proclovities (eg scat) is because of residual trauma from the utter humiliation they sustained in WWII
Btw you definitely did the right thing and practiced due diligence, Chuck. Personally I'm not big on cash prizes for this reason and others but we all appreciate your generosity.
I can relate as I sit here and pat my midsection. Working from home has been great for my writing but not my weight. I used to walk around a huge hospital in Seattle. Now I sit in my dinning room. No, my regal idea office. I bought a exercise bike and I have been using that every day. It is starting to help. I'm four pages into the story of how Priss and Peet met and it is wild. Thanks for the suggestion Chuck.
Think Black Friday meets a Chewbacca photoshoot.
Once I get done writing today, i'll work on my beach body. By beach, I mean my apartment during summer as the hot and smoky wind waffs through my open window. I will try to write on my lapyop while sweat trickles down my back. Fun times. I am looking forward to it.
Chuck did, but they don't repopulate at the top of the page with an email accompaniment. The posts refreshed with comments unlocked and and the note asking for validation.
They stuck out like sore thumbs if you've been monitoring the contest and scrolling the web page.
The story night contest was a great idea & super generous of you, Chuck - pls don’t let these bad actor putzes sour you.
I’m sort of new here and playing catch up. So far I dig it, and you. I’ll be sure to vote in the future.
I'm considering aksing Egg if he'll consider ghost writing some novels for me and we can share the credit 50/50?
Egg & I'll be the next Don DeLillo.
Our shared hermitude'll keep it easy to conceal, keep the secret alive.
Tony Clifton & Bob Zmuda, we'll be.
"blessed by anonymity"
Like the Theravada monk shut off from the world, praying for world peace and Nirvana.
Egg is adorable at any shape. 🥚
Is all that focus for the fire hydrant? Or something more interesting?
Maggie says hi from Maine. And you gotta do what you gotta do. It's not about money for me.......it's just been fun to entertain you and I'm forever grateful ....
Poor Egg, the French fries aren't his fault.
Strange and disappointing about the votes, hope it was an anomaly.
Same here! Never had any notion of even coming close!! And I had planned to sit down this week coming up to watch every posting over again (I work around the clock every weekend!) I am just very appreciative of the opportunity to be part of such a great bunch of people! Like to sit with a cold beer and feel like I’m in the room in any one of the venues! Also very appreciative of the jumpstart to allowing myself to indulge the creative side again Would have never in a million years thought I would start my own Substack! So very grateful . . .
The contest was a great idea, but humans gotta human. Seems like there always has to be someone jumping in and spoiling things. But much more than the contest for me, Story Night has been nothing short of life-changing. I will be forever grateful to you for starting it and to Randy for bringing it to life here in NYC.
I sometimes wonder if a dog that has a genius level of intelligence - what does the dog think about?
Do they ever think about things beyond food, pack and territory. Ever wonder "What's it all about?". "Why am I here?"
Btw, a number of months ago, you sent a package related to a contest and you included dog treats and dog toy. Clover the dog and I appreciate it. (She still plays with the toy).
Nice. You know the phrase "let's chew the fat"? It means to talk, but originally people kept strips of dried fat in a niche near the heat of the chimney, like fat jerky. As they held a conversation they'd idly chew this dried fat.
When friends drop by and hold a lively conversation, Egg always brings a chew toy into the room and gnaws it. That's her taking part in the discussion. People and dogs never seem that far apart.
That's very interesting. I'm going to look for that behavior in Clover. The one deep question I hink she may occasionally have is: I appreciate the treats but why can't I just, you know, have a plate of bacon for dinner.
Egg gets baby food with morning kibble. Tell Clover that a plate of bacon would trigger pancreatitis.
Dog baby food or baby baby food?
Baby-baby food.
A strange memory: In the Big Life 1980s all the guys I knew who did steroids also ate baby food. They claimed it was the purest salt-free form of protein. Still it always looked odd, these hypertrophied guys spooning jars and jars of pureed meat into their mouths. Quel breath. Quel bowel movements.
My cat also likes to join in conversation, but by humping my leg. I'm considering it progress as he's stopped pissing on my shoes.
A photographer for the Abercrombie and Fitch catalog told me that his chihuahua will enter a party and begin sucking himself. Clears a room, fast.
Oh, and I will always treasure the A & F catalog I'm in.
Poor doggie. "What? I thought this was a party!? Isn't this supposed to be the trusting circle you Abercrombie pieces of shit?"
A new holy grail for CP memorabilia!
Not voted as yet as a hell of a lot of catch up listening to do, but happy to still cast votes for those who threw their pages in the ring. Takes real cajones.
Same rules, same result. Its a win!
"of course these are made in Germany"
A guy I worked with many years ago had a theory that the reason the Germans and Japanese are into such disgusting sexual proclovities (eg scat) is because of residual trauma from the utter humiliation they sustained in WWII
Btw you definitely did the right thing and practiced due diligence, Chuck. Personally I'm not big on cash prizes for this reason and others but we all appreciate your generosity.
I too look longingly out the window while waiting for the Uber Eats delivery.
Egg looks like alot of fun.
I can relate as I sit here and pat my midsection. Working from home has been great for my writing but not my weight. I used to walk around a huge hospital in Seattle. Now I sit in my dinning room. No, my regal idea office. I bought a exercise bike and I have been using that every day. It is starting to help. I'm four pages into the story of how Priss and Peet met and it is wild. Thanks for the suggestion Chuck.
Think Black Friday meets a Chewbacca photoshoot.
Once I get done writing today, i'll work on my beach body. By beach, I mean my apartment during summer as the hot and smoky wind waffs through my open window. I will try to write on my lapyop while sweat trickles down my back. Fun times. I am looking forward to it.