But seriously now

Ten honest things? And the gentlesimian is asking me? are actually serious about this, aren't you?

In truth, there is nothing I could tell the gentlesimian that she doesn't already know.

Like, you know... There'll be days like this:

And then...

[leaning over] ...there'll be days like those:

Especially here at The Wulfshead, Ma'am.

The former helps to take the latter with a grain of salt.

Speaking figuratively, of course. I wouldn't want this to be taken the wrong way---the part about the salt---the fairy folk, Ma'am, they do not care much for it.

You know...

Like that little fellow over there by the fireplace. [Whispering] You'll only see him if he wants you to.

Or the Blue Fairy.

The Blue Fairy says it's an old superstition---the salt, that is. And so is the Bible---I mean, the stories claiming that the Bible and Christian religious symbols are a ward against fairies. The Blue Fairy says that it is a rumor propagated by the Christian Church to "demonize" the old folklores and replace them with its own dogma. She once told Pinocchio that lies are easily recognized because there are two kinds: "There are lies with short legs and lies with long noses."

Yes, well, I am not exactly sure what she meant precisely by that, either.

The Fae is famous for their cryptic statements.

Raggedy Ann, Ma'am...she doesn't believe in fairies. She thinks they're silly.

She told me that everybody knows that it's not Pinocchio's nose that grows long.

She says that Pinocchio is a Tuscan word meaning "pine nut."

The standard Italian term is pinolo, a compound of Italian pino meaning "pine" and occhio meaning "eye."

If you ask me, Ma'am, way too much attention has been paid to Pinocchio's nose.

"It's not one's outward appearance that matters, it's what's inside you," isn't it what people say, Ma'am?

Ambiguity can be the road to clarity. But only if you pay attention.

But I am wasting the gentlesimian's time. Surely the gentlesimian didn't come all the way here, to speak with such as me.

The gentlesimian should walk around The Wulfshead, mingle with some of the people here, and ask around.

I am sure that among the lot of them the patrons should have no problem thinking of seven blogs or more to which they feel the Honest Scrap award ought to be passed on.

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  1. Can I play???

    Honest, huh?
    Ok, can do.

    1.) I adore horror flix.
    2.) I adore good Chocolate.
    3.) I adore men. ;-)
    4.) I adore healthy organic vegetarian cooking.
    5.) I adore espresso.
    6.) I abhor 98.9% of my relatives & don't speak to them.
    7.) I abhor the severe case alcoholics (that'd be the 98.9% of my relatives).
    8.) I abhor ignorance.
    9.) I abhor incompetence.
    (need to end on a positive note)
    10.) I adore sitting outside in the dark of night with the wind blowing upon my face & moths alighting on my skin.

  2. I love the Blue Fairy! Does she have a Twitter account? I suspect one could learn a lot from her many years of accumulated wisdom.

  3. If I may be so bold, I'd like to nominate The League of Ordinary Gentlemen.

    The League of Ordinary Gentlemen is a group blog that hopes to bring a new style and sensibility to blogging. The contributing writers hail from various points along the political spectrum, but all hold a deep and abiding commitment to the exploration of ideas outside the foray of rhetorical and ideological cul de sacs.

    Plus, "...the name is pretty cool... and bowler hats never go out of style."

  4. I am not sure how this is supposed to work, but I am nominating The World Aflame as my second choice.

  5. Uh, I hate to quibble, but that "senator" was a House member. Congressman Joe Wilson. I stumbled on that and though I tried was forced to read no more. The error was too basic, no matter what insight may have followed.

    But what's the difference between the House and the Senate?

    The House has more a-holes, numerically, that's what. As well as better people quantitywise. While the Senate has a few excellent members, being, of course, people I tend to agree with. As for the other side - James Inhofe... need I say more?

    Within the midst of our Post Bush Giant Hangover, which we didn't get here, at the Wulfshead, though a few of us may have hunkered down at the bar over the duration, the basic concept of our democratic republic may have faded. Irrationality, Gaga Land, and a fifties science fiction writer's dystopia have all become normal in this post Bush world. He set the stage, populated it, fed it out to the American people and many swallowed. After all, he was president. Would he actually project his baser nature on all the rest of us? How could he? He was president. That had to mean something. After all, you can't become president if you are a dumby.

    So when we have a president who actually likes to think and take his time before making a worldwide decision which will affect all our lives for decades to come we wonder at his lack of initiative. Bush, who relied on the gut (he said so himself), could make snap decisions. Decisions we admire still..... oh, forget I said that! But in the world of the religious right, the Neocons, Conservatives who believe government can do nothing well, but dole out public tax dollars to the wealthy and those eager to become more wealthy, such a thoughtfulness appears quite odd. Even unAmerican. As D. H. Lawrence (and because I quote Lawrence I have to be right) said, it is like muscles that have gone stiff over time. We do not know how to use them. Nor do we know how to think anymore in this country. Especially with the mass media cheerleading us on with its immediate crises du jour. The fantasies that emerged during the Bush years.

    Never has BS found more fertile ground.

    Now, let's have another drink. I see the sun has set outside, and it is getting dark. Time for some serious drinking.

    Somebody in the background, in another room, has put on a Rachmaninoff sympathy. WGBH in Boston. Too beautiful to miss...... I'll drink at the table.

  6. Went back and finished reading A World Aflame. And, gee, the writer said the same thing I did!

    Nothing odd about that. After all, everyone looking at the same situation and facts should come to the same conclusion. More or less.

  7. The rules say: "You must choose a minimum of seven (7) blogs that you find brilliant in content or design."

    Since no maximum is set. The way I look at it, it seems to me that there is no limits to how many blogs the gentleladies and gentlemen of The Wulfshead care to nominate for the award.

    It looks like so far four (4) blogs have been chosen:

    1. The League of Ordinary Gentlemen

    2. Bill Sanders

    3. Hello Gorgeous

    4. The World Aflame

    It the gentleladies and gentlemen of the Wulfshead wish to pursue with this, it would appear that a minimum of (3) more blogs need to be chosen.