Friday, August 22, 2008

Paul, Lorraine, Mike and LOJO!!!

The gig tonight was wonderful fun! After some initial confusion about whose gig it actually WAS, and who was playing, and when, we got down to the serious business of ROCK.

I love it when Lojo comes to town. Don't get to see enough of her. Adore her as a friend, and love doing shows with her. It was great tonight, as generally, she comes up to play with me when Paul has a conflict and he misses her. I had thought she was playing with someone else, and Paul and I were maybe sitting in a tune or two, but oh no, crafty little thing that she is , WE were her co-horts for the evening.

Suited me just fine. Later in the night Mike Metheney (I know I am spelling that wrong) joined in, which I loved, have heard him play a lot, but never had much of a chance to really do some tunes. Big Band!!!!!!!

The best bit about it, was we all know a lot of the same songs. Only in different styles and keys. In a show like this, you never know what you will be playing. Shooting from the hip. We did Ride On, a song I love, and we all had versions of, only something happened, and we played it like none of us had ever played it before, a complete creation, right there live. Brilliant it was, if I do say so...Total improv.

Makes one a better player. Place was packed, and saw a lot of old friends and made some new ones. Perfect.

Here's you next chapter of Haunted....Something to wake up and have with your coffee...

If you want to know more, it's working..

Haunted Jewels


"Where were you last night", you asked me.You asked me with fangs, and with claws. Fangs in my throat and claws across my chest. You are never subtle with your inquiries but you cannot fly just yet this evening and without your wings you are not strong enough to hold me.

You are not strong enough at all these nights, I am thinking and I worry.

Some, anyway.

Lie down , back in the bed, pull the covers, and the furs up close, drink this and listen. I will tell you where I have been....

Once long ago there was a girl , the good younger sister, ( as they always are, and yes, of course there was a bad older sister ) and this younger sister found an old women walking along the road and , was kind to the old women ( as they always are ) and was gifted by the old women, as the old women was a fairy ( as ever they are ) and the gift was for every word she spoke. another jewel would come from her mouth.

( the rude older sister, who was inevitably cruel to the old women, you ask? The stories say she was cursed, for every word she spoke a snake or a spider or a bat or a beetle would come from her mouth )

Now this good girl, for every word, a jewel, loose jewels, and rings, necklaces, a pin, things for her ears , ropes of jewels and anklets, came from her mouth, until there were too many, far to many and she died. For who could live for long decked so?

Such are fairy gifts to mortals. Even the well meaning ones never stop to think.

I know where this girl died, alone, and forgotten. Her bones , and jewels left in a cave far away from anywhere, away in the place all the stories come from. That's where I found her, late last night.

Her bones of course, sadly, were long gone but I have brought you the jewels to play with tonight. Rubies for you neck, red as blood and hot as fever. Emeralds, green like your eyes, the way they shine in the darkness. Purple stones for your fingers, fingers long and soft that tickle so when they run down my back and pearls as tender as moonlight.

I have brought you stones as black as every night that same moon is dark and diamonds , one for every star that shines in the sky, and in my eyes when I look at you. And sapphires, each with a tiny blue flame deep within, ever burning , ever reaching, ever hungry ever dying to be really truly free. The opals that shine a different colour every time the candles flicker and agates, which have a magic all of their own.

Deck yourself in my jewels and take them for your own, you are not mortal and they will not hurt you, watch in your mirror as they change and glow and shine and sparkle. Run your fingers over the pearls and drink the drops that run from your fingers. Turn ruby's to wine, rich and dark and red and take strength from all that they have to give.

And so, you will feel better. Soon. Very soon.

When you are well, I shall take you to where the older sister still lives, for she was not cursed now was she? She yet lives with her snakes, her spiders, her bats and the beetles.

We will go and visit them.

62 Comments:

At 3:08 AM , Blogger Hera said...

What wonderful stories and poems!!

I'm still a bit behind on the comments here :) but I wanted to let you know about something.. I went to the Icelandic museum of sorcery and Witchcraft yesterday... and did a short video at the sorcerer's cottage..

I posted some pictures from there and the video over at text

Only one concert to go on the tour.. this evening in Ísafjörður.. (then one in Reykjavik and one in denmark)

and thank you Pantagruel for the comment :) yes it's very, very likely to be whale bone..
xoxoxox!
Hera

 
At 3:09 AM , Blogger Hera said...

oops that link looks a bit funny.. here it is again: Herasings.com/blog

 
At 7:23 AM , Blogger Phiala said...

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At 7:39 AM , Blogger ivenotime said...

Hi Hera, loved the photos, but I couldn't get the second link to work, the first one does tho! Iceland looks like such a beautiful place, good luck on the rest of your tour! Lorraine, sounds like a great gig, again, sure wish I lived closer :( I enjoyed your piece, the opening especially, tho I must admit I thought it was about venus and mim at first! and regarding the bees: they were stinging bees. (bout all I know, tho actually i think they were yellowjackets). Killed five, dogs got a few more, and only rocket got stung, poor baby, she cried and cried and hid from the window. i found a nest in the ground under the bay window, somehow they got in the siding and thru the hole in the wall. shudder. hate bees. I give you a ton of credit for overcoming your fear of them!

 
At 7:54 AM , Blogger Phiala said...

They were the same link: on the first one the link was good and the text was wonky, while on the second just the reverse. :)

Yellow jackets are nothing like bees! Bees are relatively friendly, make honey, and worst case can only sting you once. Yellow jackets are evil, do nothing productive, and will sting you over and over just for the fun of it. We had some yellow jackets living in a crack in the concrete underneath the sliding glass door into the patio. That's one of the few cases where I will use insecticide!

Bees, though, make sure we can have fruit, and vegetables, and honey!

Okay, I have 979 pages of grant proposals to read this weekend. (And how pitiful is it that I figured out the page total rather than actually working on them????)

There will be no working on haunted gardens until I've made a significant dent. And there shouldn't be any blog reading either, and yet here I am.

 
At 8:00 AM , Blogger K said...

Full fathom five my sister lies
Of her bones are coral made
These are pearls that were her eyes
Nothing of her that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange...


I should apologise to Shakespeare (and Ariel) for playing fast and loose with the pronouns! But that's what this story made me think of.

Quiche, you have quite a talent for conjuring up an atmosphere. And I am not surprised your narrator has protective feelings towards possessive vampires. Not after hearing you're offering to adopt a(nother) wild animal...

I am lucky not to be afraid of bees, or spiders or bats or beetles for that matter, but then I am an older sister. I am probably afraid of fairies. The ones around here are not friendly.

 
At 8:00 AM , Blogger K said...

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At 8:01 AM , Blogger Hera said...

Ah... I used a template that Dr Wicked sent me a while ago.. on the first I forgot to name the link, on the second I just forgot to insert it.. here: this one should work :)
herasings.com/blog

 
At 8:02 AM , Blogger K said...

(That was me posting the same comment twice by accident. Silly me.)

 
At 8:08 AM , Blogger pantagruel said...

Quiche, I like the riff on the fairy tale about the sisters who have frogs/jewels drip from their mouths. :) Though, the jewels being restorative makes me think of the Horta from Star Trek, for some reason... some silicon-based life form that needs the minerals in the jewels to survive, which is probably not at all where you were going with it. :) Just me. Me before coffee.

And glad the gig went well, and you got to do some improv playing. Wish I lived closer, too.

Hera, I love the sigils and spells, and especially the raven. Makes me want to go and beg the keeper for stories.

I'm now at the stage with the painting where I have to put on a layer that will change it drastically, and I'm working up the courage. Serious leap of faith required. Six hours left before I have to stop working, pack up, and take it to the show. And find my eye screws and wire to hang the canvas… somewhere in a box in the studio. And yes, I will post pictures once it's done, and then why I'm stressing so much will be revealed…

 
At 8:36 AM , Blogger Stacy said...

I'm off to a meeting but just thought; if you get the F1; his name should be Fod!. I'm going to read your latest blog upon my return but didn't want to forget. (I'm old; it happens)

 
At 10:00 AM , OpenID kali-licious said...

I really liked the story Lorraine..especially how you took that fairy tale and turned it on it's head.

Hera that witchcraft museum looks mighty interesting! Yet another reason to want to visit Iceland (other than it being utterly beautiful, of course:) I'm completely intrigued by those sigils..they're reminiscent of the symbols in Haitian Vodou called "veve."

Ivenotime, I really hope they weren't yellowjackets..they are MEAN critters.

Pantagruel, best of luck at tackling the last scary part of the painting. Deep breaths. Once you start, hopefully the stress will fade, but I know all about how sometimes it is hard to just start.

 
At 10:04 AM , Blogger EmilyLady said...

I have the shivers again.

I think there's something special about the way you write, Lorraine.

~Emily

 
At 10:39 AM , Blogger gaypet said...

Oy! Says the French and Swedish Jew. :)

I think in pictures. I am very fussy about the authors I enjoy because a writer must paint pictures in my mind but not too forcefully. Does that make sense? I want writing that allows me to have my own visual experience. All that is to say, you hit it on the head for me. I could really "see" the fairy tale as well as the frame narrative. All very nice and can't wait for more!

I had visions of Susanna Clarke's "Gentleman with the Thistledown hair" by the end. Love me some twists and turns.

More, more, more! :)

I am going to dust off the art supplies and try to do some drawings over the next few months. You are an inspiration!

 
At 10:53 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Hi Hera! LOVED the pictures, I so need to come to Iceland, there IS something really magic about it....Don't worry abut the hyperlink not working, I'm so dumb about it the only way I can DO it is to go to blogger, make it up and cut and pasts...

Yea for making it thru the tour, the road is a long one..

Phiala is right, those are NOT bees. Yellow jackets sting cause they like to, nasty, kill them all, we've had a few nests, and yes, those I will use nasty pesticide on, horents too.

Phiala, good luck with the grant papers, take them outside if it is nice where you are!

Val, good luck! We will be waiting to hear how it all works out! Fingers crossed....(Don't watch STar Trek, so whatever I was thinking it wasn't that, hee-hee)

Thank you , K. That's exactly what I had been going for, the kind of things I was thinking about and wanted to envoke.

Stacy, fine idea, I am thinking Shere Kahn tho...Stayed up WAY too late last night reading everything I could on F1's. I a going to need help with this.

Glad you liked the story! Lots more where that came from...Emily, happy to give you shivers!

 
At 10:58 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Yea Gayle! Go and do some things. You all made me come out, so....Hee-hee..

I like twists and turns too, I like throwing up a lot of balls and tossing them around, and bring them all back in at the end, like of like Eddi Izzard does with comedy...If you have ever seen him live...

I like taking old fairy tales, or bits if history and working them in too.

I think it's a weekend, which means Mr Jess has the computer, hee-hee....No Jess for us! And when does Spacelaw get back from holiday anyway????

(How dare people have lives...)

 
At 11:29 AM , Blogger Jess said...

Well let's not kid ourselves: the internet probably could do with a break from Jess for a few days. Yeees, congratulations Quiche! Lorraine Am De Winner! Guess who's been playing Half-Life 2. Go on, guess. :D There are zombies in it, so I guess it's not entirely inappropriate. Everything balances out.

Which reminds me: I should be delighted to hear what Dr. Score has to say on zommers! :)

Another lovely piece, and I also love what you're doing with the fairy tale. That passage sparkled particularly (and I don't mean because it had jewels in it)-- the writing is very alive there.

I'm also very intrigued by the relationship between the speaker and the character to whom she speaks-- in the last piece I had the impression they were young lovers, but this one hints at a deeper, more complicated relationship-- something maternal, and a tenderness. I like the way you bring that out.

And now I really should surrender the machine-- Mr. Jess deserves his play time. He's been working hard all week.

Hope everyone's having a good weekend! Good luck to you, Val-- I am certain it will turn out beautifully-- and don't forget that the scary parts are often where we do our best work. Good luck to Phiala, too! That's a lot of grant pages. Hang in there.

 
At 11:43 AM , Blogger EmilyLady said...

Yes, I love shivers .... although I must admit that I am still often uneasy sleeping on my back, due to the idea that something unearthly could leap out of the closet on my left-hand side. When I turn over, all is well. Your stories are not going to help me get past this, Lorraine (although "How I Survived Therapy in One Easy Evening" might)!

~Emily

 
At 12:21 PM , Blogger gaypet said...

Hera, love the images! And, hello. I am new enough here that we have not really met. So, um, well met. :) And best wishes for the end of your tour.

The Raven in particular is great. I have rescued a lot of birds in my time and some day am going to have an indoor-outdoor crow. If one comes my way.

I just wanted to throw out there that I have had a fawn and a wolf at my house in the past (many rescues of many kinds over the years). They were both short stays as I was just a way station for them. Having a wild animal in the house is nothing short of FABULOUS! So, Fablo, I know that you will do very well if this kitty comes your way. Challenging, frustrating, frightening (and you WILL need the bars) but oh so magical!

Along similar lines, I have reposted signs in my area for the fosters. Fingers and toes crossed.

 
At 12:21 PM , Blogger gaypet said...

Oh and the fawn and wolf were not in my house at the same time. :)

 
At 12:49 PM , Blogger pantagruel said...

I'm Finished.

Here it is.

The painting is an adaptation of Boss' poem, 'Going Wodwo.' So, you know, no pressure or anything. Also why I was keeping it quiet.

Now I must race into the shower and change, and drive down to the show. If anyone in the LA area feels like driving down to Encinitas to see the painting in person at the studio's show tonight, I'd love to see you.

 
At 1:17 PM , Blogger gaypet said...

Break a leg!

 
At 1:30 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Thanks Jess. They sort of came to me, as characters do, one night , after Malena said something like "Meet you later in our haunted hose" or some such thing. Tho they definitely aren't she and I, they just showed up. I'm not sure I know the extent of who or what they are, but then, that is the joy of writing, isn't it?

There's lots more....

Emily, I'll try for less spooky in the next. Well, I'll try, hee-hee...

A wolf , a fawn and a crow. Well, that's setting me off....You may get new things before you've read all the old! They may well end up in my House at the same time...

VAL! You got it! That's the whole spirit of that poem, way to go!!!!!!! I love this mixing of art, and medium's!!!!!! Paul and I did music for that in FOlk Underground...

Good Luck!!!!!!!!!!

 
At 1:32 PM , Blogger EmilyLady said...

Oh, I love spooky; I just have to remind myself that I'm going to pay for it at bedtime ....

A childhood of R.L. Stine plus all these years of Stephen King and Neil Gaiman ... it messes a person up.

(No offense to Neil. I love his books. Really.)

~Emily

 
At 1:36 PM , Blogger pantagruel said...

Thank you, Quiche! :) I'm really stoked that you like it! I was listening to your song-version of it while I painted it. :) Oh, and check your email. :)

Okay, now I am really heading to the show.

 
At 2:26 PM , Blogger ivenotime said...

Well done Val, beautiful sense of light - hope the show goes well! You really caught the pose, even without your model - impressive work!

Bees were yellowjackets - insecticide will be used as soon as it stops raining. brrr. awful things. wall hole patched with plaster so hope that's it!

ok i should be finishing my piece and i am doing everything but. hmmm seems i've said this before.. (wandering back to studio now....)

 
At 2:46 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Spooky can be beautiful...

ell us about the show later tonight, Val!

Yellow jacket are evil. Wish it would rain here, we need it so badly...I didn't make any art today, but I did an amazing amount of things around the house, got dog care for the day, so I am free till I go to the gig tonight.

 
At 4:16 PM , Blogger Phiala said...

Popping up for air, about 400 pages in (5 out of 11 proposals). Somehow I don't think I'm going to be getting them all done tonight, thankfully that was never the plan.

I, er, also did a bunch of dyeing, including some for the haunted garden piece (can dye while I read, since it involves leaving things alone for long periods).

And took a bunch of photos of the exploding knife. (What can I say, the light was good.) Lorraine, is it okay if I put them on my blog with a link to your tale of kaboom? Or would you rather I send you a couple to post? I got some very nice macro shots of the copper deposition in the burned-out notches.

I tried to do some yard work, but the string trimmer is broken (aw shucks!).

Val, your painting is amazing! I wish I could come see it in person (stopping at Q's gig along the way, of course). I'm afraid it's a bit far for a timely arrival.

Back to the proposals....

 
At 4:46 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Of course you can post them! I am looking forward to doing before and after photos myself...I am off to my gig, it is the far away place, more like an hour and a half than an hour, but ought to be some fun, just Paul and I tonight tho..

This Project is getting cooler ll the time, I can't wait to see what everyone comes up with!

Have a great evening everyone, whatever you are doing!

 
At 4:47 PM , Blogger ariandalen said...

Just posting to say, "Cool. Cool! COOL!" Pretty much about everything. :)
I did a meme on LiveJournal a while back on "What kind of Changeling are you?" Very interesting, especially since I thought it was going to be about the White Wolf game from their World of Darkness line, and it wasn't.
That, and I just wanted to show off my new icon. ;)

 
At 4:49 PM , Blogger ariandalen said...

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At 5:55 PM , Blogger Phiala said...

My contributions for freaky animal photos are here. Grendel on the slide is the only unusual one, though.

 
At 6:05 PM , Blogger gaypet said...

Val, I really love the painting. I don't know the poem it is connected to but I will certainly find it now.

My son was sitting on my lap when I was looking at the painting. His favorite color combination (he's 4) is orange and blue. So he loves it too. :)

I hope that you are having a great time.

I also should mention that the wolf in my house was a dog/wolf. She was found as a young pup, alone in the snow, by a woman I know who does wildlife rescue. I had her at my house for only 3 days (when she was about 2 years old) but she had to move on because of her howl. My neighbors called the cops the first night! I have worked with dog/wolves before. Nothing like her. The sound of her howl literally made me stop in my tracks and cry. So beautiful, sad and primal. I am a little teary-eyed remembering that sound now. She was a wonderful animal but my neighbors already hate me so she could not stay any longer. She ended up in Georgia on a farm where, I hear, she is very happy.

 
At 8:07 PM , Blogger Jess said...

Peeking in quicky-like before I go to bed. Hope all gigs and gallery showings are going great, and that all are having a blast! :)

Val, I love the expression you've captured on your subject's face-- it's just extraordinary. I can't look at him without getting the shivers. I feel like I'm not looking at a painting of a man, but looking at the man himself. Very, very beautiful. I think it speaks to the sense of the poem wonderfully, but it has a power of its own, too. Excellent stuff!

 
At 12:13 AM , OpenID kali-licious said...

Pantagruel, I opened that link and *gasped*..it's so luminous and rich!
Needless to say I love it.:) Now I see the purpose in all of that underpainting..the quality of the light is so amazing.

Ariandalen..nice icon!:)

I'm kind of torn on my ideas for the project..I've got some visual ideas but also some jewelry ideas and I gotta pick one. It doesn't help that work is being a big fat pain just now and getting in the way of making cool stuff.:P

 
At 12:30 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Gig was a good one. PLayed some really nice things tonight. And made some new friends. The happiest guy in the world came in with his girlfriend. And he got happier and had such a great time.

At one point he noticed a gentleman sitting alone and asked him to join them. I could have done the whole show for those three only. It's good to be a part of joy like this. It made me happy too.

Too tired for anything more. No brain. Which means an episode of Project Runway (hey, there's a time when it's exactly what's needed and this is IT!)

Then BED!

 
At 1:05 AM , Blogger pantagruel said...

I'm posting this from the guestroom of my teacher and friend; way too late to drive 2 hours home.

We started setting up the studio at 4; people started pouring in at 6. It soon became mobbed. A lot of people didn't think my painting was mine; they thought my teacher must've done it. (Nice compliment... In a backhamded way.) Lots of people carefully read the poem, posted next to the painting. Many people had absolutely no idea who Boss was, but a couple knew who he was, and were all agog and wanted to know if he we were friends (I said that would be an extremely generous interpretation).

I'm a bit bummed, because my teacher pointed out about three hours' worth of things to fix. Also, I apparently need new light in my home studio, pronto. To give you a musical analogy, it's like discovering the album you just recorded is entirely off-key. So... Not the world's best night.

 
At 1:12 AM , Blogger pantagruel said...

And thank you, all, for your kind words about the painting; I kinda needed them after tonight. It means a lot when most reactions ranged from 'you did this?', to staring blankly and saying 'huh'; or 'what's with the lighting at your place?'

 
At 2:06 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Val, you had the idea, you did it, finished it, went for it, and and most impotently DID IT...

That's what is important here.

Boss always tells new writers, "Write something, finish it, and then write something else."

I truly think it is the journey not the destination, you don't, ever wait until you are "ready" or "perfect"

Do it. Send it out. Do something else.

That's how we grow. I have, Fods, I don't know 8 or 10 cd's and more I've played on and not a one of them measures up to what I have in my head of what they should be.

One can't wait around, in a musical analogy, for Warners Bros to offer a $$$ contract. Or Harpers to offer a $$ for your book. Get it out there. Do it.

Write it, paint it, record it...

And then do something else.

 
At 7:47 AM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

That story reminded me that I need to go lurk over Malena's...

Great vibrant painting, Val. You do have a way with colours.

Cool museum, Hera. And I love that first picture of you with the knitted collar.

 
At 10:19 AM , Blogger ivenotime said...

Hey Spacedlaw! hope you had a lovely holiday! Val, that's hard when an opening doesn't go as planned - i wonder if your professor might be cuffing the student a bit harshly as your work is reaching a par with his/hers? If many thought it was the instructors piece, the teacher may be feeling a bit threatened. One of my professors admitted doing this to a recent grad last year. That being said its ouchy and rough but try to embrace it as a method to grow - hopefully the teacher said positive things about the painting as well so that it was a fair critique. I like the piece, I took another look at it today and tho I can't comment on the color as the screen distorts, i thought in particular the hands were beautiful, the lighting dramatic and consistent, the hair was right on target. Like the bold use of red as well, as clothing, and something much more. And i echo Lorraine's sentiments, well said. we all fall down, the difference is getting back up again. Glad the gig went well Lorraine!

 
At 11:00 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Nathilie! You're back! Darned if I haven't been missing you! I think we all have...You sure do have a whole lot of catching up to do...

Welcome home. Ho wwas your holiday?

(Yes, I am just up, at 1:00. Feels decadent. And tired, long weekend...No brain..)

 
At 11:39 AM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

Hurray for decadence!
I am all caught up already (but it did take some reading!).
Holiday was great but tiring as diving holidays tend to, despite the sleeping between dives (with the blistering heat on the Red Sea, there was little else to do, although I did read three books and wrote half a story).
I've missed you (and everyone) too!
I almost sent you a SMS with an excited "Hammerhead Sharks!" on it but there was no reception...

 
At 11:46 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

I would have loved getting an SMS from the Red Sea about hammerhead sharks!

We have been having a lot of fun this week, new people, our Night Garden Project, all week I kept thinking of the things you would have to say on everything...

(I an see I am going to have to do a Zombie Post son for Jess, Dr Score and Nathilie, and perhaps Gayle. And who knows who is lurking that Zombies might bring out!)

I am having a day off, believe it or not, it's true, Arranged a sleepover for th dog, and he is having a high old time of it, and I am here with Bengals all day.

 
At 12:22 PM , Blogger gaypet said...

A well deserved day off! Good for you.

Spacedlaw, I know that I don't actually know you but I missed you too. I was excited to see your icon as I scrolled down.

My online class starts today and the other classes start this week. Should be a good semester. As long as I still have time to read this blog I will be fine. :)

 
At 12:24 PM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

Thank you! It is such a warm feeling.
The cats only looked bored: it seems we haven't been missed at all.

 
At 12:27 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

My class starts soon too. No doubt it will be a matter of weeks before this blog goes bi-lingual.

I have gone beyond lazy today, and am lying on the couch, throwing mousies from time to time, re-reading LM Montgomery in honor of Anne'a 100th B'daay, while watching Underworld in French.

If I had chocolate , this would be the ultimate in decadence.

 
At 12:30 PM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

*does a snake impersonation*: "mango chocolate in the freezer..."

 
At 12:38 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

FODS! I had forgotten that! NOW my day is full to overflowing....

(And just who said the snake was the bad guy???I think it is all in how you look at it....Sometimes temptation is what is needed)

 
At 12:42 PM , Blogger Phiala said...

That sounds lovely, Q! It's been ages since I spent a day like that, it seems.

I have two proposals left, implying that I've read over 800 pages, and have fewer than 200 left. So I'm obviously making progress... but my brain is now starting to ooze out my ears, which not only attracts zombies, but makes it very hard to focus on the remaining proposals.

 
At 12:43 PM , Blogger Phiala said...

Even worse... these last two are LONG, and I really have 242 pages left. Ack!

 
At 12:44 PM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

I have actually written a few alternative takes to that apple scandal thingy. The snake was blamed but I do suspect the apple...

 
At 12:51 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Good luck Phiala! Nearly done...I won't have another day like this for a long time, I am thinking... But it is nice...

That was a story that always did make me wonder.....Even as a child. I always thought it would be better to KNOW than remain ignorant...

 
At 4:21 PM , Blogger gaypet said...

I was sent to a fundamentalist school in the third grade. I failed the first test because I answered the question, "Did everyone in the garden of Eden get what they deserved?" with, "No, the other animals didn't get to choose if they were going to have to suffer. That's not fair." My 8 year old mind didn't understand why an all powerful God would kick innocent animals out of Eden because of someone else choices. Any rewriting of that story is good with me. :)

 
At 4:43 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Good on you for such thinking, children are so wise....That story never made any sense to me on any number of levels, and I was not raised in a church going household..

 
At 6:50 PM , Blogger gaypet said...

Well, "I do suspect the apple", really made me laugh. I love the idea of an evil apple. Didn't people used to call tomatoes "devil apples" or did I dream that? My tomatoes are going wild at the moment. I am making lots of polenta with roasted tomatoes as well as salsa and various bruschetta toppings. Hmm, I think I will go eat now.

 
At 7:33 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

My tomatoes won't bloody RIPEN, green one hordes of them..Which will make the Birdchick happy when she comes tomorrow...

People used to think, until quite recently, that tomatoes were deadly poison....

 
At 8:20 PM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

And then there is the famous horned tomato that flashes by on Neil's blog every now and then...

 
At 8:23 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

I remember that tomato, we found it in the garden, and still have the salsa we made for it, just waiting for the right moment....

 
At 3:56 AM , Blogger Dan Guy said...

Ooh, I *love* "Ride On" and the thought of all of you playing it together and synthesizing something new gives me the shivers!

I always had a theory about the Fall, but I never really had anything to hang it on until I read the Tao Te Ching. The forbidden fruit was from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, which would mean that prior to eating it they had no concept of good or evil -- they just were, existing in that state of distinctionlessness that is the Tao.

And, after that point, the concepts existed. "Evil came into the world", as they say. Some things were good and some things were evil. A tragic Fall indeed in my view!

I always took the Eden story to be a metaphorical description of that moment when the distinction is first made. Taking the entirety of the Bible literally is a relatively recent development, arising only since the Protestant Reformation.

 
At 9:43 PM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

Hey! Where is that bee post?

Good morning/afternoon/etc.
I am glad you guys were able to figure out ratatouille before I got here.
Funny enough my spell checker is clamouring that "ratatouille" doesn't exist as a word and beg me to try "illustrator's" instead. Go figure...

If you have eggplants aplenty, Lorraine I have some nice recipes.

 
At 10:09 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Morning Spacelaw! The Bee post is up...

I have eggplants coming out of my ears! All help appreciated....

 

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