900 Times?!?! Surely not all of that would come from me. That would make me a little on the OCDish side wouldn't it?

Liz says, knocking on the wooden table exactly 4 times, then counting to twenty by twos, then standing and turning around three times before sitting back down to type.

Nah, I don't have OCD.

I totally agree....a bit eccentric maybe, but OCD...naaaaaaaah.......

Hi All,

I have heard from Redwood who gave me permission to inform you that he has a court date on 9/11. I am sure that that will be taking up quite a bit of his time.

Morning Glory

"court date"??? What is this about MG?

He'll get himself into trouble, dating courtiers, given that he's already married. Guess at least it's not courtesans.

We left our delerious protagonist in a state of shock in some place somewhere in time....As he wakes up, he notices that he is in famliar surroundings with his faithful wife Blanch near by.

Redwood: What happened? Why am I here?

Blanch: That was a pretty nice bump on the head you took, dear.

Redwood: Bump? [reaches up to forehead] When did this happen?

Blanch: Last week, just before you were leaving to see Obama...Oh dear...

Redwood: you mean I never left?

Blanch: Left? What ever are you talking about, sweetheart?

Redwood: well, I went to San Francisco to the airport and gave away all those flowers...dressed as a..um...well, differently than I am now.

Blanch: This sounds interesting...I think I would like to hear this...

Redwood: And I didn't get a traffic ticket? Nor meet all those past important political figures?

Blanch: Redwood dear, whatever are you talking about???

Redwood: Well, I went to SF Airport, gave away all those dreadful poppys, and that was after I saw George Lucas and got made up to look like a bald moonie. Then I got pulled over for a traffic violation, and went thru some scene out of ...well, it was a combo of "Law and Order" and "Dragnet"...and then I somehow was thrown out of "Homeland security" and met up with a lot of political figures, past and mostly dead ones, only they weren't dead [confused look on Blanch's face] where we were going to start an old persons home for "secretly-removed-from-society" famous political figures.

Blanch: Oh now this is just really wild. Where do you get such a wild imagination, Redwood? Are you sure that you aren't spending too much time on that ...what was it, um..."ClubAdventist" site?

[cut to ClubAdventist members who respond loudly-] NO!!!!!!

Redwood: Um...I don't think so, Blanch....but at least, I am home....safe and sound....so, how did I get this bump?

Blanch: What?!?! You don't remember? Well, you went out to get all those poppy flowers and triped up on some wire that we were using to keep them up...Or was it the rake? Anyways, you smacked your head on the house or some rock near by, I don't know...but we got you into the hospital. they keep you for a couple of days and then you were sent home to rest.

Redwood: Hmmmm...Hospital...nice white sheets in the beds...right?

Blanch: Why, yes....

Redwood: Did you have some trouble with me staying in the hospital?

Blanch: Yes, I argued with the doctor right in front of you that I didn't want you to come home until you were awake. He assured me that you would waken, but wasnt sure when.

Redwood: Ummm..."un-ceremoniously released,", eh?

Blanch: Was that part of your dream, Redwood?

Redwood: Amazingly, yes...

Blanch: Well, how do you feel now, dear?

Redwood: A little weak, but fine...I think I am fine....

Blanch: Strong enough to take on some problems.

Redwood: Not yet, dear. Not yet. Don't want the Cyber police from Homeland Security to look in on our predicament...

Blanch: "Predicament"?

Redwood: You know, the poppy flowers?

Blanch: What about them, dear?

Redwood: Arent they the flowers that you make drugs from?

Blanch: Oh heavens NO! Who told you that?

Redwood: Well, there's this guy on.....and he... oh never mind...

Blanch: Well, whoever it was, he must have been pulling your leg...and it affected your mind....and gave you nightmares or something.

[ClubAdventist members look to Neil and give Neil a dirty look]

Blanch [bringing a tray of food for Redwood to snack on along with a poppy flower]: Well at least that is over....[she saunders off to attend to other household chores]

Redwood [looks at poppy flower with the large globe at the top of the flower and scraps the glob. It bleeds a milky white liquid]: Oh, Blanch [Redwood says weakly]

[Cue in music from "The Twighlight Zone"]


Join us next time when ClubAdventist members discuss whether Neil needs to be hung out to dry for writing such a lame story as this with such a lame plot as this...

What happened? I'll be praying that it all works out in his favor.

Personally I thought it was cute; but surely, it isn't over?

And what, may I ask you, gave you the impression that it is over????


Do you see the words "The End"?

Do you see the words, " And he live happily ever after"?

Do you, for one moment think that this maybe the end of our entrepid protagonist????


Muahahahahahahhahahahaahaa....says I as I head into the writer's lab-bor-a-tory.......

Oh good, I plead temporary insanity.


Liz wanders off to find some popcorn, and waits for the next installment.