tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post6628905800925061221..comments2023-12-26T22:01:53.402-05:00Comments on The Synchronicity of Indeterminacy: Indeterminacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11112417911577798263noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-3228504660257398692007-01-02T15:55:00.000-05:002007-01-02T15:55:00.000-05:00Hey Cheesemaster - we had a nice Christmas, but th...Hey Cheesemaster - we had a nice Christmas, but the New Year didn't like us. At midnight we hugged and wished everyone at the family party health in 2007. Hours laters three of us were sick, and during the day, three more, and the next day two more. I was one of the only ones who didn't get the virus (knock on wood) or whatever it was. But I am feeling very weak and will probably answer the new story comments tomorrow. It took all my energy to drive home, and to post the New Year's Eve story.Indeterminacyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11112417911577798263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-53670403285240144392006-12-29T07:09:00.000-05:002006-12-29T07:09:00.000-05:00Holiday messages meet science fiction. It was grea...Holiday messages meet science fiction. It was great fun, yet rather intense too. Kind of struck a chord with me as I have been feeling a bit humbuggish for a while.<br />CheesemeisterCie Cheesemeisterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14871507564733240927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-83680150881538758442006-12-26T12:57:00.000-05:002006-12-26T12:57:00.000-05:00Miles to Go: Wow - this reads like an otherworld v...Miles to Go: Wow - this reads like an otherworld version of the story of Joseph and Mary.<br /><br />Cheesemeister: What a tragedy. I can understand why you are writing a book.<br /><br />Nutty Fruitcake: I enjoyed your back to the classics approach. Also, Christmas is a great time for fruitcake!<br /><br />Cori: Happy holidays to you too! Wishing you a prolific and successful 2007.<br /><br />Frances: What a chilling perspective. I wish I had thought of it.<br /><br />NoWickedWitch: I enjoyed your writing all this year, and look forward to the new year of postings. It must be nice to come from such a quiet and rural setting, spoken as someone from the big city.<br /><br />Illyria: Wonderful to see you here. Wishing you great holidays!<br /><br />M.P. I stop by your place from time to time. Hope all is well. Best wishes for the New Year!<br /><br />Blage: Thank you Blage. Wishing all the best for 2007!<br /><br />Weirsdo: And thank you for taking time to read my stories.<br /><br />Lynsey: That's a Christmas story of the near future, I fear. Well told.<br /><br />Doug: Bah hambug!<br /><br />Everyone: I'm offline this season, except for brief visits which are difficult to organize. So I won't be able to stop by all my favorite blogs until next year. Take care, and enjoy the days of celebration.Indeterminacyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11112417911577798263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-4601962752959742312006-12-25T08:10:00.000-05:002006-12-25T08:10:00.000-05:00Merry Christmas to the Indeterminacies!Merry Christmas to the Indeterminacies!Doug The Unahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04753071669562594194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-35374528580159096462006-12-25T07:15:00.000-05:002006-12-25T07:15:00.000-05:00‘When I was a boy we used to have snow every winte...‘When I was a boy we used to have snow every winter – people used to hope for snow at Christmas – we called it a white Christmas and it was special - so beautiful. People in the south used to dream about it – they never had a white Christmas and they used to want to.’<br /><br />‘Did you have reindeer, too, Granddad?’<br /><br />‘And sledges and snowballs?’<br /><br />‘Yes we did – not reindeer – but sledges and snowballs and we even made snowmen – and we’d have little lights – sometimes little candles and they would twinkle and look so beautiful.’<br /><br />‘Is that before the North Pole melted, Granddad?’<br /><br />‘Yes, before the Pole melted. Before the flooding, the warming, the wars, the famines, before everything changed, before it was too late. It was just winter – we really never thought about it. I know you can’t believe it, but it really happened. I miss it so much, but there was not much I could do. If we’d all worked together maybe…’Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-22398881217856190012006-12-25T07:04:00.000-05:002006-12-25T07:04:00.000-05:00This picture looks like a Robert Frost Christmas. ...This picture looks like a Robert Frost Christmas. How appropriate that "Miles to Go" should post the first story.<br />Happy Holidays to you and your family, Indie. Thanks for your cyber presence.Hobbeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17371953652907423093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-2970091478634226612006-12-23T10:41:00.000-05:002006-12-23T10:41:00.000-05:00Merry Christmas! Hope your season is merry and br...Merry Christmas! Hope your season is merry and bright. Nice photo.<br />BlageSonia Sherrodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11217479804084008086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-55601632192788882142006-12-22T15:47:00.000-05:002006-12-22T15:47:00.000-05:00Hi there.... Long time no comment but haven't forg...Hi there.... Long time no comment but haven't forgotten you! <br />Have a Merry Christmas full of Joy and Peace! May the coming 2007 bring you all you've wished for! :)M.P.https://www.blogger.com/profile/05441140820177595493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-29736829081798519262006-12-22T02:43:00.000-05:002006-12-22T02:43:00.000-05:00love what frances wrote above.
hello, indy. glad ...love what frances wrote above.<br /><br />hello, indy. glad to be dropping by again.{illyria}https://www.blogger.com/profile/13775354102448016426noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-34391603026398213242006-12-19T21:06:00.000-05:002006-12-19T21:06:00.000-05:00No writer I, but that picture makes me nostalgic d...No writer I, but that picture makes me nostalgic despite the fact I tend never to be so. I reminds me of where I was born.<br /><br />You have a lovely holiday Inde.Cooperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02465484210397122019noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-51146233639487358622006-12-19T16:57:00.000-05:002006-12-19T16:57:00.000-05:00James grew bored of the landscape. Grasping the wo...James grew bored of the landscape. Grasping the world between his hands he shook it widely. Snow rose from its resting place and filled the sky. It slowly floated back and settled, only to be disturbed again and again.Frances bo bancesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00764627067116733299noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-55153068995047180732006-12-18T19:11:00.000-05:002006-12-18T19:11:00.000-05:00Hi Cheese,
How frightening it must be for your pa...Hi Cheese,<br /><br />How frightening it must be for your patient. Sometimes I think of those who find out they really are alone in this world and find their foundations fly out from under them. I hope you came to terms with your patient.<br /><br />Miles<br /><br />PS: happy holidays to you indie and all the writers here on this wonderful site.Miles to gohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03984980672899746065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-39464400698089562962006-12-18T07:20:00.000-05:002006-12-18T07:20:00.000-05:00Wooohooo! Happy Holidays Indie!Wooohooo! Happy Holidays Indie!Corihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00931563994508917177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-19692891741745152492006-12-18T04:57:00.000-05:002006-12-18T04:57:00.000-05:00A Death Cheese Christmas Begins
by Nutty Fruitcake...A Death Cheese Christmas Begins<br />by Nutty Fruitcake<br />for Rattling Bones Undead Musician Magazine<br />"Uh, Harry, this isn't Lord Iffy Boatrace's manor," The Cheesemeister said to Death Cheese tour bus driver Harry Cyclopps.<br />"Well, blame that drunken bobby that I asked directions from," Harry said. "It shouldn't be too much of a problem, though. After all, the big show isn't until this Saturday."<br />"The problem, Harry," The Cheesemeister groused, "is that this means I'm stuck on this tour bus with these knuckleheads for another God knows how many hours until you get us to Findiddnan Hall!"<br />"Well, why don't you just call Lord Iffy and ask him for directions?" Harry said, becoming a little more agitated. <br />"I doubt he's bothered to pay his phone bill," piped in Gary the Axolotl from his fishbowl. "Why from what his cousin Bruce Dickinson was telling me, the good Laird is always broke."<br />"Shut up, Gary, before I dump you out the window!" The Cheesemeister snapped. <br />Peter Piper tried to lighten the mood by tweedling out a tune on his pan pipes. They were snatched from his hands by the grumpy Spooky Guy, who snapped "Quiet, you fool! I still have a headache from that terrible headbanging incident caused by The Cheesemeister the other day when we were trying to break out from our writer's block."<br />"Oh, now that was MY fault!" the Cheesemeister demanded. "Not like you weren't having to show off like always, flipping your hair everywhere, like anyone was even watching you!"<br />"Whatever. At least I'm not the one who was going to marry that Pot Head guy that is the dispatcher for the Netherworld Ambulance Service."<br />"Knowing Pot Head, he's probably so stoned that he couldn't tell the difference between you and The Cheesemeister," chuckled Crappy Times publisher Dirty Dan. "Come on, you Scrooges, lighten up! This is gonna be a Christmas we'll never forget, I guarantee."<br />"I bet I can even write a whole new story about it," said Charles Dickens, hopeful that his application to the Curmudeon's Club would be accepted in time for the holidays.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-44338209730756581502006-12-18T04:44:00.000-05:002006-12-18T04:44:00.000-05:00One of the patients I used to take care of was a w...One of the patients I used to take care of was a woman whose husband hung himself in their barn. She was 101 years old at the time I was working with her and was completely demented. She would call out his name in this horrible, mournful wail. Your story reminded me of that!Cie Cheesemeisterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14871507564733240927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-29327719604465084682006-12-17T11:54:00.000-05:002006-12-17T11:54:00.000-05:00Hung in the rafters of the barn is a corpse of a m...Hung in the rafters of the barn is a corpse of a man who hungered for another woman but used the guilt to take his life instead. His wife doesn’t know this as her icy fingers covered the smooth roundness of her belly with the coarse wool blanket. Surprised, she could feel her water spread horizontally searching to absorb the dry cloth beneath her. The dim light of the coals are bordered by dark ashes. Fear gripped her as the coals cooled and her contractions started. <br /><br />Joaquin ignored the biting wind that stung his ears. The itinerant farm worker risks apprehension by Immigration, is also risking his life to save her. The cold ride on the snow mobile is similar to the freezing wind atop the train he rode to the states. The only difference-he is driving instead of riding to an unknown town where he knows no one. <br /><br />In the meantime the wind covers his tracks with a soft blanket of snow leaving only fear and anxiety. All of them are left to confront their circumstances alone.Miles to gohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03984980672899746065noreply@blogger.com