R. Eric
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Athens Peter and I were very careful to listen for what time we were to be having our evening meal. Whether it was just because of his neurosis didn’t matter. He was an artist and they all had quirks. He would get our diligence about the punctual part. We would eat at eight o’clock sharp. I told you he cooked for everyone on the Duchess. He was cooking all of the time. He wasn’t idle if we didn’t get served. There were four crewmen on the labor portion of the Duchess. There was the Cap
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Athens Getting back to the Duchess was simple. I asked Mikell if we could have the same arrangement tomorrow, or rather, later tonight. It was almost three in the morning when we got back. We left word for Henri when we went to bed. Peter was quiet and I knew something was working on his mind. It was on my mind now, so I just said it. “You aren’t competing with a ghost, Peter.” I said quietly coming up behind him as we undressed. Peter shrugged, but didn’t look at me. That meant h
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You knew what I meant. Could see it in your mind. I had had all that in mind. Fascinating, isn't it?
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He had broken into the Nazi laboratory to get the penicilin. A there would have been pencils and paper there. He took a few pencils and some paper. I was called down about the drug's trial before giving it to humans. One, if Americans and Brittish knew about penicilin, so did many other countries. We see doctors that want to heal, not hurt. Two, those Nazis didn't see Jews, Gypsies or us as human, so no harm was being done, I did leave a lot for the reader to workout for themsleves. Like the cstles in Cinderfellas. The castles you see would not be the one I see. You're smart. You tell me.
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Yer not just whistlin' Dixie! I wrote about some introductions of Southern Sweet Tea a time or two in my writings. All funny. My late husband's was the best.
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It makes it challenging.
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Is there any other kind? Yes, It was Southern Sweet Iced Tea. The sugar has solidified be difficult to fix. He can do it, next year.
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Athens Big was just a bar with a black rectangular counter in shape and sort of dark. Black walls. Anyone and everyone could speak together or in private with someone special. It could be a bar anywhere in the world. The bar area was closer to the door so as guys came in could order as they got more comfortable. The impression I had was these dozen men weren’t just men in general to get a drink, but friends that got together every Friday and Saturday night for years. Here. That left an
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Athens “You don't know the satisfaction when I hear words like that.” Henri smiled, but his voice said he was very serious. “I'm richly rewarded when I do what you say I have with you.” Smartass. That's me. Remember me saying that? “Okay, we'll text Olek and tell him you're bill has been comped.” Henri's grin grew. “Well, don't go crazy with what I said.” We chuckled. “You're worth every dime.” Peter encouraged. “I prefer francs.” He bowed slightly. “No runnin
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I do understand. (I got tired last night and went to bed.) You all had a glimpse in how my mind works. Scary, ain't it? I will go in a direction and then radically change to another with no warning. I did that with the languages, I was going down one path and saw the other, the exceptions to what I had said. No hostility. No anger. Just me thinking out loud and writing them down.
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Which is what I said! I mentioned them by name I know Romance Languages, and I don't mean romantic. Now, you're inventing things there that aren't there. Pull it over and show me your Artistic Licence?
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Athens Athens! The beginning of civilization, philosophy, heros and theater. Myths. Modern and ancient mixed together. Yea! I hoped we'd spend a couple of days there. This was going to be farther away than we'd gone the past week. Captain Agius told us wherever and whenever we should, he would do. Peter knew I wanted to go there, so now was the “when” and Athens was the “where.” We also messaged Henri about coming in late, or early depending your perspective. We didn't want h
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No wonder that name flowed so well. Here's another BTW. I was bothered so much about me being wrong, I misspelled phobia in ENGLISH when I commented on your comment.
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He shrugged and waved. “It is my peur.” He used a French word looking at us. “You understand phobie?” That word in French was so similar to the English word, I knew he meant phobie. Lost my WiFi again. Isn't this just how I wrote it? Original text.
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Corfu We sat at the table again. When someone was cooking and did it well you could always smell the wonderful aromatic blend of the various things that were made. Since we were in Greece, I can use the analogy of sensing of it enticing me like a olfactory siren would sing to sailors in mythology where they would just lure them. These sailors were helpless not to be lured. We weren't being lured to our deaths, but it did make my hunger increase. We knew Henri would make something wonde
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Yes, I've gone to a couple of toga parties during Greek Week at some fraternities. Artistic license, remember? I cut his sheet up to come above his muscular legs, but not above the waist. His hairy chest and guns (His arms?) showing as he tossed lightening bolts.
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At last! My WiFi went out Again! I was going to send my condolences on your terrible handicap. Or comment on your lack of good taste. I LOVE milk. A tall, cold glass of that white beverage...I crave it. There's one on my desk now. As a stand alone beverage it's great. With Chocolate Cake, Brownies or Chocolate Cookies it's a must. So, here's to you as I drink the one I have now.
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I've had them. They are very good. I made a point with my Daniel to eat my way around the world. I'm sure I missed some country's cuisine, but I think of one now.
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Corfu It was so peaceful by that tiny island. No traffic by Humans talking or driving cars. There was no chaos here. It was silent. We weren't that far from Corfu and getting there would only take a couple of hours. We even left the windows open to get the fragrant breeze. The yacht was big, so there was only the slightest of rocks. It was as if we were gently rocked to sleep. The silence was almost too loud, if you can understand that. My ears were straining to hear something. Anythin
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It's very possible. I can send them to you.
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Yeah, we have a tendency to be creatures that stay in front of a computer for hours, even days, without a lot of light and never go outside. That makes us pale and cranky. "PUT OUT THAT LIGHT!" We're very sensitive.
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There, Mr. Smartypants. (This, my comment is so gay!)
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I write what my inner voice dictates. What I hear in my head on the sub-vocal level. I read and reread to see if it flows. Not putting me on their level, but E. E. Cummings, James Joyce, Cormac McCarthy, Jose Saramago and a few others. Especially E. E. Cummings. They didn't use proper sentence structure either. I often use the wrong word or just forget how to spell something. I do check that. Some get through. I'm not a great writer, but I have these scenarios in my head. I share them and they are read. It was Prince Harry's fault. He caused me to ask "what if."
