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 posted on 2018-05-23

A Night In The Park ... continued

There were several tarp covered pallets sitting around the entrance hall but they offered little protection or hiding possibilities.

I tried to remember the layout of the castle but my memory was pretty sketchy since I had only been there once or twice. As I crouched behind one of the pallets it struck me that the entryway was wide open. Neither the park staff nor the renovators would have left the castle open for anyone to just walk in.It was probable the figure lurking outside had something to do with it. The cold creepy tingling up my spine reminded me I needed better cover.

I glanced at the staircase that led up to another level and wondered if that would be a good choice. Would higher be better or would lower be better? Was lower an option? Bats fly, so higher was iffy and bats like dark caves so maybe lower was iffy as well.

A movement at the entrance brought the bats into flight again and in panic I fled down a hallway to escape.

vivian posted on 2018-05-23 at 10:09 Central Time.

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A Night In The Park ... continued

I took a shortcut through a brushy area, ran alongside the castle, quickly turned in front and right through the door.

The bats followed me in but they didn't bother me. They just flew up towards the ceiling and disappeared in the gray gloom.

As my eyes adjusted I took a fright. Thousands of bats hung from the ceiling. Very quietly I turned to exit but there, standing outside the door, was a tall dark figure. I'm not sure it was the same guy but I wasn't taking any chances.

I crept back into the castle looking for a place to hide.

hairylarry posted on 2018-05-23 at 07:31 Central Time.

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Constantinople ... continued

I'm finally beginning to learn the language. Their word for dollar is ducks. Or dux. I haven't learned how to spell anything yet. You can get a meal for about 90 ducks. So now I know why that lady was so happy.

And their word for happy is lowpie. And their word for idiot is lopi. except it's not really a long i or a long e, I guess lopi` or maybe with an umlaut. I don't really know German either.

Anyway they sound almost alike and when I say them with my Americanese accent nobody really knows which I'm saying.

Which is why when I pointed at myself saying happy, happy everybody nodded and grinned. I was making a bad pun and calling myself an idiot at the same time.

That's ok. I can take it. It's better than being cold. And at least I'm not paying 1000 ducks for a apples anymore. Which is good because I'm running low on ducks.

hairylarry posted on 2018-05-23 at 07:21 Central Time.

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 posted on 2018-05-20

The Feather That Fell In Love with a Turtle Dove ... continued

While the feather was stuck in the bramble the baby turtle doves grew bigger and bigger and the mama turtle dove thought it was about time to kick them out of the nest. The feather watched them one after another fluttering frantically and then finally flying, waiting to see if his turtle dove would be next.

In fact his turtle dove was the last out of the nest. The smallest of all, or maybe mama was just saving the best for last, or maybe like the feather she couldn't bear to part with her.

The feather was hoping for the best but his turtle dove, being small and all, never did fly but fluttered around a bit and finally landed on the ground right where the feather could see her.

If he could only get her attention somehow. The feather flapped in the wind and said a little prayer for his turtle dove and for her eyesight and sure enough she saw him and hopped right over, somehow remembering her feather.

hairylarry posted on 2018-05-20 at 21:51 Central Time.

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hairylarry posted on 2018-05-20 at 00:57 Central Time.

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admin posted on 2018-05-20 at 00:53 Central Time.

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hairylarry posted on 2018-05-20 at 00:44 Central Time.

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Making It Up ... continued

I was on a roll. I had the gun on the mantel. I had the mantle on Kay's shoulders. I knew what D.K. stood for. And I was pretty sure I was about to make a few mistakes.

I continued.

There was a knock at the door. Danny and Kay looked at the clock on the mantel. It was nearly Midnight.

"Who could that be at this time of night.", said Kay.

"I'll see.", replied Danny and he opened the door.

It was so dark Danny could hardly see. The wind was blowing rain through the door. Suddenly thunder cracked and lightning blazed across the sky.

"Oh my", Danny shouted over the thunder. "You gave me a start. Come in, come in. What are you doing out on a night like this?"

Danny's brother Lenny walked through the door.

"I had to come and warn you.", he said.

hairylarry posted on 2018-05-20 at 00:43 Central Time.

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Flaming Farskees ... continued

"I'm not sure but methane is explosive. How he intended to use it I couldn't say. But I have a few ideas of my own."

The Major said, "Out with it. We need a few ideas here or we're all dead."

"Ok", I said, "Here's what I've been thinking. The methane in the swamp is dispersed. It could catch fire but it wouldn't even blow a human to smithereens let alone a flaming Farskee. So we have to concentrate the methane somehow."

"Large methane balloons would be great but they wouldn't be a lot more powerful than our anti personnel grenades. What we really need is methane and oxygen. With the right mixture a methane oxygen bomb might take out a Farskee platoon."

"Delivery is a problem though. Balloons won't shoot out of a cannon. And we need more than a platoon size bomb anyway. They've got lots of platoons."

"So I'm thinking, cover the swamp, drain the swamp, add oxygen, and kaboom, an army sized bomb."

"Then all we have to do is get the Farskees to attack the swamp."

hairylarry posted on 2018-05-20 at 00:21 Central Time.

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 posted on 2018-05-19

FAQ ... continued

Collab Talk is a discussion forum implemented in Collab and running on the same code except Collab Talk uses a different language file to change menus, prompts, and other text to fit the discussion format.

Right now Collab Talk is at collab.tk.

We are using Collab Talk to test Collab, to write documentation, to suggest changes, and for general discussion about Collab.

Collab Talk could also be used for out of story communication by Collab Cowriters. Whether it's background info, character ideas, plot development, or whatever Collab Talk is a place where you can discuss Collab stories in progress.

admin posted on 2018-05-19 at 20:00 Central Time.

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What is Collab Talk?

hairylarry posted on 2018-05-19 at 19:54 Central Time.

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 posted on 2018-05-18

Contrary Motion ... continued

Fortunately we put down safely about at quarter mile from the woods right at the base of the foothills. To the east, flat grasslands. To the west, foothills, woods, and then mountains.

We were supposed to meet Mr. Stuart and his party at the three peak pass in less than two weeks. It was a business arrangement. They were selling and we were buying. I'm not sure what it was were were buying. Had to be worth a lot and light enough to carry in a Gondola.

Could be gold. Could even be diamonds. But probably not. There were easier ways to exchange one kind of money for another. I'm pretty sure I knew what it was.

Secrets.

I just didn't know what they were. The secrets. All I knew for sure is that everyone was keeping secrets. Even about the fact that we were there to buy secrets.

We ate good. We'd be hiking in the morning. And the morning after that. For at least a week.

hairylarry posted on 2018-05-18 at 21:53 Central Time.

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Once Upon A Time ... continued


"There is a fairy circle ahead, the biggest mushrooms I've ever seen. And we should be really quiet in case the Fairy King is in his circle. Never can be too sure when he's going to show up."

They all followed the squirrel quietly and after they'd gone a couple hundred yards they peered around a bush and there was the fairy circle. The princess whispered, "That's not the Fairy King. Unless the fairy king is a girl."

"Oh no, oh no', said the squirrel, "something is wrong. That's not the Fairy King. That's the Fairy Queen."

She must have known that the princess and her animal friends were there because she gestured them forward. They quickly approached the Fairy Queen but did not walk into the circle. The princess curtsied and the others did the best they could at bows and curtsies. Watching closely the princess figured out that the possum was a girl while the fox and the badger were boys.

"At least I won't make that mistake again.", she thought.

hairylarry posted on 2018-05-18 at 16:28 Central Time.

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 posted on 2018-05-14

Once Upon A Time ... continued


"Oh my," the princess sighed. "I have so much to learn! Thank you for telling me about Mr. Squirrel and I do apologize for assuming you were male."

"It's quite all right Princess, it's a lot easier to tell a female fairy from a male than a female mountain lion from a male lion I suppose. Unless you get a little personal and I do not recommend that!"

The princess suppressed a surprisingly unladylike guffaw and nodded her head in understanding. "Do you know where we are going?", she asked. "I am a little nervous about being away from my tower."

"I'm not sure but I am sure Mr. Squirrel will tell us when we get there, Princess." The lioness turned abruptly and motioned fox, badger and possum to hurry up. When the other three joined them they quickened their pace.

Mr. Squirrel was waiting for them sitting under a brush pile. When he emerged suddenly the princess screeched. "Shhh" he said. "We must be quiet now, no more talking. We are nearing our destination."

vivian posted on 2018-05-14 at 15:03 Central Time.

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 posted on 2018-05-13

The Learch ... continued


I pulled out my notebook and made a quick sketch. There was something funny about the circle. It was almost symmetrical but not quite. I stared at the wall and then I looked back at my sketch. I traced the diagram on the wall with my finger.

Is it a map? Or is it a portal? I slowly traced the entire circumference. If it's a map am I here? I poked the center where the lines intersected. As the wall disappeared in front of me I thought, nope, it's a portal.

I was looking down a street. The sun was shining in the sky. There were a few kids playing hoops. Looking past them I saw the Learch entering a store. I didn't even think. I just stepped through the portal and followed him.

I hurried past the kids and approached the store. It looked like a bakery or cake shop. There he was, the Learch, standing in line, holding a loaf of bread. I took a deep breath and walked though the door. I walked right up to the Learch.

"Are we about to have lunch?", I asked. "Are we going to get some wine?"

hairylarry posted on 2018-05-13 at 00:12 Central Time.

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 posted on 2018-05-12

Flaming Farskees ... continued

I had an idea but it wasn't really mine. It was the General's, but he wasn't around to put it on the table.

My hesitation was not unnoticed and the major raised his eyebrows.Before he got wound up I decided to just go for it.

"Well Major, I figure we are pretty much dead in the water, but I know the General was working on a rather far fetched plan right before the Farskees blew his office into oblivion."I gave him the map he was using to work out a plan and a little background knowledge about the area.

The Major again raised his eyebrows. "Why would he tell you about this and not tell us. Why would he trust you and not us?"

I quickly disabused him of the idea that I had been in the General's confidence. "No Major, the general was a man who kept his plans to himself, but I have been in this part of the world for a much longer time than most of you. He wanted information about the methane swamp."

Stunned, the Major whispered, "What in hell was he thinking?"

vivian posted on 2018-05-12 at 15:22 Central Time.

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Making It Up ... continued

I finally remembered. It was Danny Kay. In that movie. In the theater.

Ok he wasn't really my friend. But he was very friendly.

I started again.

It was a dark and stormy night. Danny and his wife Kay were sitting in the parlour reminiscing.

Kay said "Do you remember when we first moved in here and the mantel was bare?"

Danny said "I remember when we bought that mantel clock because we thought it would look good up there. And I remember when once up on a timepiece we saw a mouse. In fact it was right there up on that clock."

Kay looked up at the mantel and said, "I remember that too."

Then she paused before she continued, "Danny, why is your gun up there next to the clock. I wish you would put it up. It gives me the shivers."

Danny picked up Kay's mantle and put it over her shoulders. "Are you cold? I could start a fire."


hairylarry posted on 2018-05-12 at 07:08 Central Time.

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Constantinople

I always wanted to go to Constantinople. I didn't really know anything about it. It just sounded attractive, the name, Constantinople. So when the opportunity came to go I jumped right on it.

I've been here about two weeks now. It's a lot like any other city. Beautiful in places, tawdry in others. It's hard for me to make friends since I don't know the language. In fact I don't even know what the language is. Constantinoplise, I guess.

The Constantinopleolicans know the language. They're chattering at each other all the time. And they're all so busy quickly going here and there doing stuff.

I guess they're not on vacation. I am. And I don't really have anything to do.

I'm trying to think of a city that sounds more attractive then Constantinople. Not Chicago. Certainly not Gary, Indiana. Maybe Istanbul. That sounds interesting. But only three syllables. Not even close to five.


hairylarry posted on 2018-04-13 at 21:55 Central Time.
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I shudder to think of my old life back in New Amsterdam. The tedium, the in-out of sleep-breakfast-shower-subway-work-subway-potroast-tv-sleep. It was suffocating.

Here in Constantinople the air is clearer. The people here seem happier, at least they say their word for "happy" (the only word I've managed to pick up so far) a lot. They are at least concerned with happiness. Not like back home.

It seemed like it rained all the time back there. My apartment was dank, dark, all wood. Here, there's a lot of stone construction, which I prefer. It's much harder to get a splinter.

This morning I went to the market to find something for breakfast. In one stone stall I found a basket of apples and asked the woman how much for them. She said something but I didn't know what it was, except she did say "happy." Maybe that I'd be "happy" if I ate them? I agreed and asked again how much. She kept talking so eventually I pushed a bill that had "1000" on it into her hand and took three.

acdw 2018-04-13 at 23:31 Central Time.

I don't know if it was 1000 dinars or 1000 ducats but I could tell by the smile on her face that it made her happy. And the apples were very good and they made my stomach happy. I didn't even care if I overpaid as long as I was spreading happiness and getting a little bit for myself too.

It turns out Constantinople isn't so bad. I was thinking about Leningrad but it's probably way too cold there. After the New Amsterdam winters I sure didn't want to try anywhere colder.

So at least for now I'm staying in Constantinople. I wander around grinning at people. When they nod at me like they think I'm an idiot I say "Happy. Happy" in Constantinoplise. That always makes them smile and chatter back and I can almost always hear the word happy in there somewhere.

I'm beginning to think maybe the word I think means happy really means idiot. Or maybe it means gringo. Who knows? Maybe I can find someone who speaks Americanese.

hairylarry 2018-04-14 at 14:15 Central Time.

I'm finally beginning to learn the language. Their word for dollar is ducks. Or dux. I haven't learned how to spell anything yet. You can get a meal for about 90 ducks. So now I know why that lady was so happy.

And their word for happy is lowpie. And their word for idiot is lopi. except it's not really a long i or a long e, I guess lopi` or maybe with an umlaut. I don't really know German either.

Anyway they sound almost alike and when I say them with my Americanese accent nobody really knows which I'm saying.

Which is why when I pointed at myself saying happy, happy everybody nodded and grinned. I was making a bad pun and calling myself an idiot at the same time.

That's ok. I can take it. It's better than being cold. And at least I'm not paying 1000 ducks for a apples anymore. Which is good because I'm running low on ducks.

hairylarry 2018-05-23 at 07:21 Central Time.

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