pant…pant…wow. My old faithful bookmark just took me to a forum filled almost entirely with…whistle related topics!
Surreal.
Have bookmarked the Pub.
pant…pant…wow. My old faithful bookmark just took me to a forum filled almost entirely with…whistle related topics!
Surreal.
Have bookmarked the Pub.
It’s bizarre isn’t it? I’ll get used to it, but being primarily a fluter I’ll probably visit here more often.
Eric
It’s okay, Emm… I’m currently doing deep-breathing techniques to ward off my change-related panic attack…
::it will be okay, it will be okay, it will be okay::
I did the same thing until I realized that I’d walked into the wrong place. Silly me
Considering that about 95% of my posts are either OT or CTL-related, I’ll probably spend a lot of time here!
I’m going to save a lot of time not having to read those pesky ‘OT’ disclaimers.
Thanks Dale.
I go away for a couple of days and come back to find everybody packed up and moved. I tell you it’s deja vu . . . only I was in college and came home to find a “sold” sign on my parents’ empty house. For a moment I started to feel abandoned again. MOMMY . . .
Will O’Ban
Carefully peeks around corner… sniffs the air… tip toes into the room… tentativly pulls up a chair, has a seat and sighs…
This… this might be okay.
Sara (who just needs a few days to properly adjust)
*Zooms in, orders a bottle of Magners at the Bar, joins the group of old friends at communal table.
Smiles at Sunny, consoles Will, grins at FJohn and Brass, gurns at Izzy and Ad, shakes his tic tacs at Jay and Emm.
Pulls out fiddle from case and plays “The Rights of Man”, very badly, with many pauses and backtracks. The high Bs are like fingers on a chalkboard. Puts fiddle away again, to rapturous silence.*
I’m not normally a pub person in real life. Pubs (in England) are still generally smoky, noisy, full of the buzz of electronic gaming machines, or with a big screen sports game on. The noisiest have bouncers on the door in the evenings. Not my scene.
This pub, well, it’s different. They serve any drink you can think of, and even the alcoholic ones don’t get you drunk. The company is excellent, the ambience has an air of… je ne c’est quoi.
I’ll generally be drinking tea while in this pub, with the occasional whisky and coke or cider in the evening.
At last, I can get down to the serious business of having fun with a worldwide bunch of friends who have one common interest.
Life and all that entails (except whistles).
I know it’s the weekend, but I logged on using my cellphone and PDA just to see if there’d been any changes… and lo! There have been!
“Whatever happened to the PSWB?”
“I thought we were the PSWB?”
“Fark off! PSWB? Splitters!”
“Splitters!”
“We’re the PSP!”
Tis good to be here
But not on a cellphone, so adieu til Monday!
Hey! ya’ll can’t hide from me that easily!!
Missy
glad you all found your way to my pub. drinks are on me.
Whew! found it! Thanks Amar! I’ll have one
Cheers,
Kathy
You know, now that I’ve slept on it, I think I’m going to like it here… I can post wacky things-- and even start brand new threads about wacky things-- without feeling like a large mob of angry people bearing whistles were going to come after me. This could do wonders for my self-esteem. Though I really do regret not waiting one day to post that public toilet commentary…dubh was right, it would have made a lovely first post here. ::sigh::
Not one person has said anything about my lovely Magenta head avatar. This makes me a bit sad.
That avatar is so, so, magenta…and heady!
Well, you know what they say…
It’s just a jump to the left
And then a step to the right…
If I don’t merit a “gurn” at least you could offer me a mint!
Abso-bloomin-lootly.
BUT…if someone like, say, Loren shows up, it would be really cool if we all began a studious discussion of whistle aerodynamics…as if that’s all we ever talk about here.
Em wrote:
“BUT…if someone like, say, Loren shows up, it would be really cool if we all began a studious discussion of whistle aerodynamics…as if that’s all we ever talk about here”
Em, I like the way you think!!!
Missy
I just got my momentary disorientation this morning in the snow.
Not quite as startling as accidentally walking into the wrong gender’s bathroom, though.
I’ll take just a half-pint for now and eavesdrop on the surrounding conversations.
M
Okay! Where’s the session? I brought my flute and new whistles! Wanna see them and talk about them. Just let me get them out of the cases!
ACCCCHHHHHH, the air is tooooo clean here, I can see the bar!
MarkB