Is it time for another one?

Some time ago I had this crazy idea about a progressive post.

I kicked it off with a few lines, and then the mantle was handed over to another blogger, and another and so on and so forth. The end result can be seen on the page called “Splendid”

So, I’m thinking it may be time for another one. The last one was a hoot, an absolute hoot! We had a ball. Besides, I have a lot of Aussie readers who weren’t around for the last one and may want to have a go. It’s fun people, trust me. {shit I hate that expression but it fits so well where I just put it dammit!!]

Given everyone has their own style of writing and their minds all work in different ways, the twists and turns are hysterical. Read the whole page. It’s preserved for prosperity there.

Now the last one got way too fucking long just a tad longer than it was meant to, so here are the rules and what we need to do.

If you want to participate, leave me a comment

I’ll coordinate it like i did last time because I’m a glutton for fucking punishment I’m such a nice girl.

Each person need contribute 6 lines only, just a short paragraph. If we do any more it just gets too long.

Whoever I pass it onto selects the next person, and each person does this until the last person has put their little bit in. You need to go to their blog and let them know they’re it. Not unlike a tag really.

If it takes off, I’ll keep track of each persons contribution, and copy and paste it all in one place. I’ll post the end result with a link to each contributor.

The final chapter is put to the vote and democracy takes over. Everybody votes for who they think will do the best job finishing it off and they have to accept. There’s no going back. Once you’re in, you’re in ok?

Come on guys, put your hand up! Don’t be shy! You KNOW you want to!! {read don’t make me hunt you down!!}

I’ll leave this post open for 2 days, in which time if we don’t have at least 6 people I’ll scotch the idea altogether. Chance to jump in closes Tuesday night at 7.30pm. Spread the word. Let’s have some fun!!

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All who come here would be well aware of my thoughts on the enigmatic one who runs a magical little place known as Smoke & Mirrors.
~m is a remarkable person who has a brilliant way with words and uses that ability to great effect, seemingly with little effort, all whilst being genuinely surprised at the reactions and emotions he evokes from his many readers {what I would do for his stats!!}
I’m proud to say I can count this man as a friend. We speak on the phone regularly, exchange many emails, and generally do what friends always do. Spend time together. We talk, he drinks beer while I drink coffee or tea, and we survey the world from within a little world of warmth, friendship and a surprising level of relaxation. This little world encompasses his gorgeous wife and children, my husband, and one very special young lady from Los Angeles. Our Annie.
What’s so special you ask? These are people I’ve never met in real life. I know them only through blogging. We {Mark & I} don’t admit people into our lives easily, however with these people it’s been as natural as breathing and we just know it’s right. Special people, very special.

For some time Michael has been wanting to move from his original W/press site to self hosting. Last weekend he made the decision to do just that.
I felt quite prvileged, and honoured, when he asked me if I would be willing to assist him in this transition. I said yes without a second thought. This is what we do for mates isn’t it? Help them when they need it, and throwing in an extra little bit of a help here and there? As a little surprise we gave him an unexpected, early Christmas present
So that’s where I’ve been this week.
Helping create the newest version of Smoke & Mirrors.
Many hours, emails, phone calls, chats and much frustration have gone into this process. Suffice to say if he didn’t have a shaved head before we started, he would have been bald by the time the site was ready to launch today. I wasn’t too far behind him let me add!!
In bed every night {well} after midnight, do a little bit more before work, and back to it the minute I walked in the door after work. The 15 hour time difference between here and there did NOT help our cause, nor did a small propogation issue between here and the host!
Tonight the new Smoke & Mirrors is ready to be seen, and is now live for any and all who wish to visit.
If you haven’t been to visit him before, and wonder at my enthusiasm for what you may think is just another blog, please go and say hello. Spend some time going through the archives, read a page called Curveball, poems like The Frozen Man and Nebula. There are many wonderful posts to choose from.
This a man who welcomes any and all, always responds to comments, and interacts with his readers the way it should be done.
He appreciates every reader, whether they comment or not. He loves knowing people read his work, and is constantly in awe that so many enjoy what he has to say.
I apologise to all readers for my absence in the last week. Not only here, but at their blogs, and the forums as well. I’ve gone from being all over the place everyday to almost non existent and like a ghost.
It was worth it though to see the place take shape and to have a small hand in the birth of a new blog. It’s not a process I’ve ever been fully involved in before, so it’s been a very useful learning curve as well, given recent news that noone knows about yet {a post for another day}
Don’t let my absence be for nothing. Go visit, say hello, have a read and let him know you’ve been.
You won’t be disappointed.
Thanks must go to Kelly, my very own blogging goddess, without whom none of this would have happened at all. Not knowing Michael, or Annie, the blog you see here, none of it.
She bailed us out a couple of times this week, thanks to her wonderful ability reading code like you and I read magazines! Her unfailing willingess to find the time to do what she did, amid her life that never stops, made a few things SO much easier and quicker. Thanks sweetie. You’re a life saver and we love you heaps.
Thanks must also go the THE most patient man that has ever lived. Mark has not once intruded, complained, or even hardly breathed out loud for fear of breaking my concentration this week. He’s cooked meals, done dishes and housework, made me coffee and tea, and poured water. He hasn’t said a word about the late nights, nothing. Not one word. He’s listened to me rabbit on about all things blogging non stop and even managed to keep the glazed look from his eyes when I was on about it incessantly. Thanks sweetie, I love you and appreciate the space you’ve given me in order to get this done {and Happy 12th anniversary for today. It’s been one hell of a ride hasn’t it? And it’s one I wouldn’t have missed for the world!}

So, why are you still here? There’s a party happening at Michaels place and the beer is cold. If you could try not to trash the place {tonight at least} I’m sure he would appreciate it!

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This little perving fest is courtesy of Widdle Shamrock.
There’s lots of eye candy on blogs for men, so now it’s the girls turn, and fair call I say.
I’m going to try and hunt down a couple of others for next week, but this week I promised a couple of the girls {you know who you are} a pic of Mark’s butt. Seems the latest thing is to spread your hubby around the net {so to speak!!}
He willingly posed for this {thank you sweetie, I love you!} given it was only his butt.
However!
Some time ago I did this post, so check it out to assure yourself, my other half is not just all arse!

All will be revealed about what i’ve been doing at around 11.00am Saturday morning. I’m not “quite” finished, but I’m very close.
Don’t forget to wander back to check it out.

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My apologies for the absence here and at your place as well.
I’v been engrossed in a project that is particularly special to me and it’s taken the best part of yesterday and is still not done. Why it’s not done is out of my control, but I’m going to try and sort it today.
Once it’s done you’ll hear all out about it, I promise. I’ll shout it from the rooftops!
Anyone who DOES know? Shut up or I’ll hunt you down and kill you!

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I know I come across as a sweet innocent little girl from the country {{choking on laughter!!}}

So to those of you who weren’t aware, I’m sorry to shock you like this, but the time has come to fess up!!

My name’s Anonymum and I’m a blogaholic!

Yes, it’s true!!! I can say it now because I need to face the truth about myself. I’m not a recovering blogaholic however, I’m loud and proud of it!

For those of you who need help, I have developed a 12 step paln for you. In order for this to be successful, you need to first admit you have a problem. If you can’t do this, the plan will not work.

So, for your assistance in coping with an addiction of titanic proportions, here we go:

1. I admitted that blogging had taken over my life. {I was powerless to stop it, so i thought fuck it, and just kept going} You may be able to resist but I’m stuffed if I can!

2. I’ve come to believe that a higher power than myself is in control {in my case it’s Wordpress, the theme devil who constantly get in my ear, and an addictive FTP, and I have bugger all chance of beating the 3, so I figured I may as well go to the dark side. Having said that, I’ll admit the CSS devil is hot on my arse too} Again, you may have better luck than me, your will power may be stronger!

3. I’ve made a conscious decision to hand myself over to said higher beings as I understand them {the aforementioned 3 big ones, so in fact by doing what I’ve done in step 2, I have actually achieved Step 3 without even trying! Huge bonus, one less step to worry about}

4. Make a fearless and searching moral inventory of yourself {I did do this step and decided that i was indeed addicted, so I’m hoping this counts as Step 4 done and dusted!!!}

5. Admitted to my higher powers, and to other bloggers, the exact nature of my wrongs {So I’m admitting to you and the theme devil I’ve fucked up now and then. Step 5 done!}

6. Entirely ready to have the higher beings remove all defects of my character {I think my character is fine so I just ignored this this step!}

7. I’ve humbly asked them to remove said defects of character {Now, in spite of not thinking I HAVE any defects of character, I did the right thing and asked anyway. They refused! What’s a blogger to do??}

8. I made a list of all the people I’ve harmed in the process of blogging and had a good look at it, with the intention of making amends {I then decided every last one of them were either fucktards, morons, idiots or simply didn’t count, so, again, I ignored this step!}

9. I tried to make amends {See Step 8…they don’t deserve to have amends made so I ignored this step too!!}

10.I’ve continued to try looking inside myself to make sure I wasn’t deteriorating into bad habits, and to ensure I admitted when I was wrong after all this cleansing {Wrong?? What is this word?? When was that invented?? I just KNOW it wasn’t meant for me!!}

11. I’ve tried and tried to ask for strength in order to control the blogging urge {The words refuse to come out of my mouth. I gag on them!!}

12. Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these Steps, I’ve tried to carry this message to blogaholics, and to practice these principles in all things blogging {I’m not sure I’m having a lot of luck though!}

My concern is all I’ve done is encourage you to blog????

Shit I hope so!!

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This my pick of what Mark has sent me recently.

It gave me the giggles because I could see it happening at some agricultural show here in Oz!

My wife and I went to the rodeo and one of the first exhibits we stopped at was the breeding bulls. We went up to the first pen and there was a sign attached that said, ‘THIS BULL MATED 50 TIMES LAST YEAR’

My wife playfully nudged me in the ribs ..Smiled and said,’He mated 50 times last year.’

We walked to the second pen which had a sign attached that said, ”THIS BULL MATED 150 TIMES LAST YEAR’

My wife gave me a healthy jab and said, ‘WOW~~That’s more than twice a week! You could learn a lot from him.’

We walked to the third pen and it had a sign attached that said, in capital letters, ‘THIS BULL MATED 365 TIMES LAST YEAR’

My wife was so excited that her elbow nearly broke my ribs,and said, ‘That’s once a day ..You could REALLY learn something from this one.’

I looked at her and said, ‘Go over and ask him if it was with the same old cow.’

Honestly——–My condition has been upgraded from critical to

stable and I should eventually make a full recovery.

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Even AFTER an email from Bettina, I almost forgot!!
FUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK!
That’s a big enough screw up for the week surely?
Where is my head? Or should I ask my brain??
Now. What did I manage to fuck this week? No eggs boiled dry, didn’t hit my thigh once, NOT ONCE, remembered to use some protection when I took stuff out of the oven. I did well this week.
Until I picked up a dozen eggs and dropped them that is!!! I’m not having a lot of luck with eggs of late.
And I couldn’t find my damned smileys! But Sephy helped me find them God love him!
What else did I fuck? {I said WHAT not WHO!!} Not a lot if the truth be known. Pretty boring week overall! Bit sad huh?
Unlike Bettina! Boy did SHE fuck up!

Go give her some shit! Tell her I sent you to do it too! She lives far enough away that she can’t get me!!!
nyuk nyuk nyuk!!!

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Now what were you thinking when you saw the title?? Be honest now! How many of you thought the worst??

Shame on you all!!! I haven’t done that for at least 20 years {tempting as it may have been at times!!}

I meant speed as in cars and motor bikes. I LOVE speed. I’m a junkie and I’ll admit it to anyone who asks.

An ex boyfriend of mine had a motor bike. It moved like the wind! I used to love it when the weather was fine and we could take the bike out! At least 150 mile an hour down the highway, the wind whipping around you, knowing that one mistake could be fatal! Loved it! Every minute of it. We only ever came off once, and we were fortunate in that we had leathers on. There was little left of said leathers before we stopped sliding, but bad grazing was the wosrt injury. And a couple of dented hemlets to boot {better than out heads!!}

Cars. I LOVE fast cars. My husband would give me the moon if he thought it was what i wanted. Nothing is too much to ask for. I have but to mention it, and it’s mine. The one time he said no to me was when I told him I wanted a V8. It was a flat “no”

When I protested loudly, his response was he had NO desire to be a widower at any time soon, and given the way I drive a V6, there was no way he was going to have any more horsepower under the bonnet, let alone 2 extra cylinders! With a response like that, I accepted it.

I drive the same way I live life. It’s either stop or go. I even talk at 100 miles an hours, and when I type my mind goes faster than my fingers {thank the stars for spell check} I walk fast, drive fast, work fast, I do everything fast! {well most things anyway…there are some I mostly take time with….not all the time though!!}

It seems I’m in a hurry all the time, but I’m not. I just want to do it all while I can!

When it comes to cars and bikes, there is only 1 way to live. FAST! In that respect I’m an adrenalin junkie. The faster the better. The more speed, the bigger the buzz. The heart stopping corners, the constant fear a roo will jump out in front of you, I love it all.

Yet get me 2 feet off the ground and I’m a jibbering idiot! I HATE amusement park rides that fly through the air at ANY speed. Roller coasters? Shove them right up your arse! Not this little black duck! I even hate flying in the most modern jets available.

But give me a Lotus and I could die a happy girl!

Let me count the ways I love speed!

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My smilies are back. Once again, my thanks go to that legend I spoke of one other day in the not too distant past.

On that note, said legend is now offering Wordpress upgrades for those of you who self host.

I can assure you it will be painless, quick and efficient. In fact I’m about to create a widget for the upgrades page I’ve just linked to here. I told him I’d advertise his services forever and a day if he started it, and I like to keep my word {and you thought I was joking Sephy!!}

I know a few of you are considering moving to self hosting in the future, so make sure you keep this guy in the back of your mind.

Let me count the ways I would love to have just half the knowledge he does!

Need to stop now, I’m drooling on the the keyboard thinking about the possibilities!

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Unsettling

Disturbing

Worrying

Yet calm and serene

The ocean

The sand

The smiling man

So sweet

So silent

Just smiling

Taking my hand

Leading me where?

For what purpose?

I’m confused

I’m accepting

Strange, strange dreams

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