The Shed

a reply to: cody599

Afternoon peeps.

Managed to cram a day's work into 2/3 of a day so am home early!
Just put some home-made Tomato, Pasta and Herbs soup if anyone's peckish?

from cody:
Mrs C being the angel she is has returned to cuddle monster mode, we had a real good heart to heart, and she understands why I went radio rental on her. Even said if reversed she'd have done the same

Now THAT is the best news I've heard today!

Well done sir! and Well done MrsC!

Just realised that I missed your call bro?
Sorry 'bout that! But I am listening to your message now.... and you are more than welcome!
btw - DelBoy called and he says to tell you that he wants his accent back!

I am now going to try an do a quick catch-up in the thread whilst my soup is brewing!
brb

G

originally posted by: TDawgRex

...As Tdawg picked himself up off the ground in the the dank under regions...

DDIG!!!!!!

originally posted by: TDawgRex
Just got another tornado warning and a flood warning on top of that.
....

See, That'll be your Dank under regions causing that!

a reply to: TrueBrit

Truebro.

Arrrgghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!

There are very few things in this life which REALLY REALLY Rip My Knitting!
But the aforementioned group of people from your post fit nicely into that category.

I have volunteered and been on the committees of various community groups and associations over the years, and I have always felt that the rather thankless task of trying to improve the local area, and lift the spirits of it's inhabitants, was always worth it when we succeeded in our aims.
BUT, for every picnic bench, planter, noticeboard and hanging basket that we managed to procure and provide, there seemed to be an ungrateful idiot who, for reasons unknown to mere mortals like ourselves, decided that it would be better to knock-over, steal, burn, graffiti, damage or otherwise interfere with the fruits of our labours.

For every new footpath or cleared nature-trail there was a litter lout or fly tipper.
For every new sign, a moron with a cigarette lighter or matches.

I am no longer participating actively in any local community committees or projects.
The drain and strain of constantly swimming against the tide of bureaucracy on one hand, and idiocy on the other, was taking too much of a toll on my already depleted energy reserves. (I have Chronic fatigue Syndrome.)

It is such a shame that these imbeciles can ruin everyone's noble efforts with one selfish and irresponsible swoop of their manky hands.

I know what I would love to do about the problem, but do not wish to see my membership of ATS threatened by posting the many and various tortures that I could prescribe for them.

Chin Up Chap!

(I'm now thinking good quality CCTV trained on the plant tub to identify the idiot, but what penalty would the law enforce??????? Probably not worth the hassle. Unless the intel was to be used purely for private purposes! - Pass me that war hammer)

Soup's ready!

Who's in??
G

While Dawg stood there insisting he was the one screaming like a girl (when in all reality it really was Dawg) Homer felt a breeze drifting from his right. Flicking his lighter open, he noticed the faint outline of an arched tunnel veering off to the right. Approaching the archway and trying to peer into the corridor, he caught a faint musty odor. Walking closer, he noticed the walls were smooth, and were broken up by the placement of niches every so often. The corridor stretched out of sight.
"Hey guys, check this out," he said. Night and Dawg turned and looked at him gesturing at the corridor. "Night, break out some of that pixie magic and give us some light," he said.
Night grinned and summoned up a soft glowing ball in her hand. The three then walked down the corridor and and peered into one of the niches. Homer reached into the niche and pulled out an ancient scroll. Gently opening the scroll, Homer peered at the script and shrugged. "Cant read it," then held it out to the other two. Dawg, shook his head "If it dont have pictures, I cant read it," he said. Homer shook his head and held it out to Night, who loloked at it and smiled. "Its in Elvish. A very ancient form of Elvish, but I can read it,"
"Well, what does it say?"

**NEXT**

a reply to: Gordi The Drummer

That is precisely the route down which my thoughts, and the thoughts of my mother, and our colleague, have been going. Some sort of closed circuit television system might catch the bugger in the act, but equally may simply deter them. That is not so bad in and of itself, but we have no wish to sacrifice the privacy of innocent members of the public, just to deal with what will probably turn out to be one total waste of genetic material.

A hammer... now that sounds about my speed. A slingshot with a hammer in it... yes...

a reply to: TrueBrit

It's NOT trivial man! (Though I bet the police think it is.) Your time, effort and expense to improve a blighted site has been violated.

I had a spider plant that I considered a bud. I found it in the trash and for some reason I thought I could help it. After trimming and pruning, it was basically a switch in soil within a styrofoam cup.

In a little over a year it had taken over my room in the barracks. My Sergeant Major once joked that he would find some lost Japanese Soldier still thinking it's WW2 in there. LOL But the guys loved it and took sprigs off to start their own as well.

That one plant made a Army barracks (which are about as drab as you get) into something with personality. It was hard to find a room without a Spider Plant. You really don't think about a plant bringing a bit of joy into some ones world a lot...but they do.

I hope they catch the bastigh.

originally posted by: TrueBrit
a reply to: TDawgRex

Dude, first and foremost, I hope to see you posting tomorrow. Anything better than survival on your part is a bonus. Just make sure you nail that bit! I hope you get all that you wish for out of your proximity to the maelstrom, and I hope to discuss it with you tomorrow. For now though, I must go to bed.

Dawg... I WILL see you tomorrow!

@everyone else.... Rock on!

Yep, still here. It was a pretty good storm. Some of the news outlets said no tornado touched down while others said they did. They can never get their act together it seems.

Looks like a couple of tornadoes to me. I did not take the pics, but these were in my area. I got them from this site. fox8.com...



Once I did fall asleep...I slept like a rock!

Did no one guess the movie from my post yesterday???
HERE - It was a post for Cody but I think he was otherwise occupied

Me:
"Ah Gotts Ta Know!" (Name the Movie for a bonus point!)

Go on - You know that you know it!!!!

By The Way - My Soup was FREAKIN' AWESOME!!!!!! Nommitty Nom Nom!

a reply to: HomerinNC
Gordi, having recovered from his “fall from grace” had escorted Tsu and Jacy back to the Shed, when he glanced up and saw Syx soaring over the woods in the distance. But something was... wrong? He was darting back and forth as if looking for something?

Gordi quickly set off in Syx’s general direction to see if his buddy needed any help, and had just reached a clearing near the edge of the trees, when he saw Syx dragging a long rope away into the undergrowth. He raced after him as fast as he could but Syx was obviously in a hurry and quickly disappeared into an old ruin up ahead.

By the time Gordi had fought his way through the bushes and made his way into the darkness of the old ruin, Syx was already there – peering down into a large chasm in the floor and tugging on the rope he had brought. Muffled voices were heard coming from a chamber beneath, and peering through the gloom, he just made out the top of Nightstar’s head appearing at the opening, before it turned and went back down again.

He ran up to Syx: “What’s going on buddy?”
“We found a Dragonstone on the Altar in here, but just as the guys were putting it back, the floor gave way, and they fell into that hole. I think they’ve found an old scroll or something in that chamber down there?”

Gordi peered intently down into the damp, dank chamber below and could just about make out the figures of Homer, Nightstar and Dawg lit by the faint glow of an Elven fairy-dust lamp.

Nightstar was staring wide-eyed at a beautiful parchment scroll, her eyes flickering left and right, her lips gently tracing out the Elvish words as she worked out the translation of the ancient words in her head...

“OMG!!!” She shrieked...
“It says.......

A loaf of Bread,
4 pints of milk,
Potatoes,
Carrots.....”

“Nahhh, I’m JUST KIDDING! It looks like a verse from the Elvish Book of Golden Incantations, a sort of Magic guide to... Everything really”

“WELL! Whaat.. does.. it... say??” asked the guys in unison...

Nightstar paused for a second, reviewed the scroll once more, and whispered...

“From broken branch to swirling sea,
The path shall wind to set him free.
But dither not, nor seek ye rest,
Until ye hath completed quest.

For sands of Time are flowing now,
From valley-low to hill-top how?
A game in motion ye hath set,
But Evil lurks in darkness yet.”

“A riddle??” asked Homer
“A CHALLENGE!” replied Nightstar...


TAG - You're IT!

originally posted by: Gordi The Drummer
Did no one guess the movie from my post yesterday???
HERE - It was a post for Cody but I think he was otherwise occupied

Me:
"Ah Gotts Ta Know!" (Name the Movie for a bonus point!)

Go on - You know that you know it!!!!

By The Way - My Soup was FREAKIN' AWESOME!!!!!! Nommitty Nom Nom!

I won't say nuthin' other than...

Do ya feel lucky, Punk?

“A riddle??” asked Homer
“A CHALLENGE!” replied Nightstar...

"We're screwed." mumbled Dawg.

Every one yelled! “Dude!”

Syx shook his head from atop the hole. “Dawg, must you be such a pessimist?”

“Sorry guys, but riddles I can deal with, challenges I can deal with and have done so on many an occasion. But combine the two and it is my experience that we are dealing with something much more nefarious.” Dawg sat down on a chunk of alter. “These aren’t Ogres nor Trolls, I should know. They are straight forward. I think we may possibly be dealing with demons here, though I could be and hopefully am wrong. They’re not very nice…even when you get to know them.”

A look of concern crossed every ones face. No one had thought of demons before.

Homer looked up at Gordi and Syx. “Have either of you fought demons before? Because I haven’t, and I don’t think anyone else either.”

Tdawg looked up, “I have…if you can count running away as fast as you can as fighting. She was my Ex.”

Night started laughing. “You ran away from a woman!? Maybe you aren’t that fearless after all.”

TDawg stood up in frustration. “Laugh all you want, but I experienced it. Demons can be conniving and cruel and they come in all shapes and forms. They are nothing to be trifled with.”

“There is a storm brewing on the horizon for our community. We’re stupid if we don’t prepare.”

TAG!

Jane
My sincere apologies. I missed this as I had my head stuck up my posterior for a couple of days.

Hi guys,
Just popping in to explain why you might not see me on here for a few days. I don't want to spoil all the brilliant writing and inspiration so I shall keep it short.

I am in bits. I found out today, my sisters solicitor used a letter from my solicitor to get my mothers ashes removed from the undertakers where they have been for the past 12 months. The letter in no way gave permission or authority as I am joint executix of my mum's will. There were two options we were asking my sister to consider (she's the other executix). The undertaker having re-read my solicitors letter now realises it wasn't a clear case of giving consent. I don't believe my sisters solicitor acted correctly ( I'm sure there's a much stronger word than that) in forwarding a letter, which covered other matters of my mum's estate to the undertaker. I'm pretty dam sure that's breach of client confidentiality.
My mother wanted her ashes scattered with my dad's on the local golf course. Over a week ago my mothers ashes were taken by my sister and buried in a plot in the local cemetery.

On further investigation, I found my god father and my mum's cousin had been informed of her internment but didn't go. Myself and my three kids were never informed.
So my mother has been laid to 'rest' in a place she didn't want to be and without me and the children being afforded the courtesy at the very least of being informed. I knew something was up on Saturday when I received a copy of my sisters solicitors letter from mine. I never dreamt they had already done this, just implying they were going to in solicitor speak. Hence the reason I contacted the undertaker.

I never in my life have called anybody evil......but in this case I do and I have been battling this evil for 5 years.

I might have lost this battle on my mum's behalf....but I sure as hell ain't giving up on what has now become out and out war....the gloves are off.

You have all us warriors at your disposal hun.

That was a damn right evil thing to do, and for you to not even have been given opportunity to there, even in protest, is definitely a declaration of war.

Anything I can do let me know.

Cody

Hi guys sorry I have to catch up

Back soon

a reply to: TDawgRex
Good Mornin' TDawg. Glad You survived the Storm. Ummm, those pics look pretty Tornadoey to me! Awesome is Our Mother Nature isn't She?

We had one ride a line through our neighborhood yrs ago that the weather guys said was no tornado. By looking at the line it cut through all the treetops, and downing a Large number of them in the process, it was obvious to us! but hey, those guys are paid to be wrong, so who are We, right? LOL!!

Love the addition BTW!! I'm getting Brain Flow on the Evil angle at the moment. ( Thought I saw an encampment of Strangers some few miles out into the FlatLands Last night/early this morn while looking for Rope!)


Good Mornin to EveryOne Else Here!!!


Obviously Nice to See The River Flowing Guys!!!

originally posted by: TDawgRex

I won't say nuthin' other than...

Do ya feel lucky, Punk?

a reply to: TrueBrit

True, sorry to see the crap some ass has put You in. People that do that kind of B.S. are lookin for the negative feedback of their actions, I have found. Had a step daughter that put Her Ma, CC, and I through 12 yrs of hell. Slandered us constantly to all her friends, and even Our relatives. She was good at what she did and drove CC's own family away. Worked on my side for a time as well. One of my Aunts told me one time, during a call telling her CC and I would Not be attending our Annual X-Mas gathering knowing that the trouble maker would be there, that we should not even show any feedback to the girl. Because that was what she was looking for from us. Makes sense, but was hard to even have to deal with. From a Family member even! I do know how Jane feels in her situation of late. Personally know......

Like TDawg mentioned in his story addition, Demons/Evil take many forms!

Cody leaned nonchalantly in the doorway listening to all the banter.

Pulled up the sleeve of his leather jacket and drank in the magnificence of the rune mark on his forearm, it was the rune
Sig. The rune of victory.

It always rankled Cody that his rune mark was used by the SS in WW2 and thought it a crawl twist of fate.

But there it was glowing a golden light and setting his heart racing.

"OK Celts" he said, "Demons are my business" .

Gbro we need Excaliber

You start with the Wulver's

And watch out for the goblins all.

TDawg stood up in frustration. “Laugh all you want, but I experienced it. Demons can be conniving and cruel and they come in all shapes and forms. They are nothing to be trifled with.”

“There is a storm brewing on the horizon for our community. We’re stupid if we don’t prepare.”

"OMG WTF just happened" stammered Tsu as the blood drained from her face. "Is anyone hurt?"

"No, Tsu, but it was a close call" said Nightstar all the while keeping her eyes on Dawg.

"Dawg thinks we are dealing with demons" she said in a barely audible voice, this time looking directly at Tsu.

Tsu sat down on the rubble, eyes darting from warrior to warrior.

"Really?" she asked "In these parts? This is the land of Rainbows and peace and..."

"It is Tsu" said Dawg with a deadly serious face, "But the are clever these demons, they are known for it. Not only that but they will put you to sleep so that you don't know what's happened until it is too late..."

"I had a dream that this would happen" said Tsu as the bile rose in her throat. "Six months ago, before I even found the Rainbow house. I dreamed of a big ship, we would all be on it but...even in a glass crows nest...I think it was a warning".

Everyone turned to look from Tsu to the doorway behind her...

Next...

Hiya Sheddites!

Good morning/afternoon/evening!

Mwah mwah mwah!

Hope you are all well!

Lol, I had a lot of catching up to do!

Jane. ((((((((((((((Jane))))))))))))))))

Your real life sister sounds like a bich to me. I'm sorry that you have to put up with people like that in your life. We are all here for you though, you can contact us here or otherwise if you need to.

Cody, I'm glad it's all going well with Mrs C! (Note to self; don't call her 'cuddle monster' at the gathering )

True, don't let the plant thieves win, try to get the plant replaced if you can and carry on as normal. I agree with syx, they are probably just looking for a negative reaction.

Dawg, goddamnit, you are supposed to hunker down, then go out driving to look around, not the other way around. Cool pics though, we only get tiny twisters here, nothing like that.

Everyone - I'm loving the Shed stories, keep em coming. Cody, I'm sorry, I posted too late, you should be stood in the doorway just after I post lol, that will teach me to dilly dally haha.

...............all of a sudden Jane came swooping down from behind The Shed.



"Did I hear somebody say battle?" she growled, she had Excalibur in her hand. Her RAINBOW FAMILY gathered around her.
"Where the hell did you get those wings?" asked Cody.
"Don't worry" she said as she handed Cody Excalibur, "I have wings and weapons for you all". She pulled out her wand and with one deft sweep around her family, they were transformed to Angel Warriors resplendent with wings, armour and weapons.

"No demons or evil will set our family asunder. I am ready for the mother of all battles" she cried, "Are you?"
With a resounding chorus of aye's, the Rainbow Angels spread their wings and took to the skies......