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It’s FairyChatMom’s Idea. Blame Her
It looks like this is it for me, online-wise. Not forever, just for the next little while. Not the previous while, since, as you know, I’ve been around. That would be why you remember reading some of the drivel I’ve been spewing. But now I’m going to be hip-deep in the middle of the move. (Have I mentioned? I’m moving. Not just me wiggling around in the room, but we (the whole DeDay family, not the Clan DeDay) have a new house and we have to take all our stuff out of this one and put it over in the new one. We’re contractually obligated.) So, since my computer will be, technically, in a box somewhere, I won’t be able to chat back and forth and just be generally sociable with you people. I’ll miss you like crazy, but sometimes you have to put up with a little inconvenience for gains later on. So they say. (Even though “they” tend to be pretentious bastards who should keep their yaps shut now and again.)
They also say “You can’t have your cake and eat it too!” But what they really mean is “You can’t eat your cake and still keep it back for breakfast with a little milk on it. Yum yum! Milky cake for breakfast!” That’s what they meant, but it’s not what everyone says they said. Which just goes to show you. I’m not sure what that shows you, but be glad is not some oogy surgical scar. Unless you like that sort of thing. Then I guess you’d be a little disappointed no one is showing you some oogy surgical scar.
But this isn’t about “they” or Them (which are giant radioactive ants) or cake or milk or surgical scars. This is about me. Or not me, really. It’s about me not being here. Don’t be sad, I’m going to a better place. (It has a two car garage and the yard is flat so it’ will be much easier to mow.) But while I’m gone there’s something you can do. Well, there are lots and lots of things you could do, but this is something specific. Well, it’s generally specific anyway. It’s not like I’m saying “You can only do this one thing and it has to be just like this!” since that’s not really my scene. And it would be stupid. If I was going to be that controlling, I would just do it myself and be done with it. I’m going to throw out an idea and you can make of it what you will. You can write like me. Pretend it’s a contest or something with fabulous prizes. (No prizes, fabulous or otherwise, will be given. It’s just for your own satisfaction. Which is like a prize if you think about it. And have a very low prize threshold.) You just write up something pretending to be me or pretending to be you writing like me. Whatever works for you. Make yourself happy. (But not too happy. Unless you lock your door first.)
Now here’s the thing: I’m not sure when I’ll have the computer back out of the box and (more importantly) hooked back up to the Internet. (Thanks Al! Owe you one!) So you could treat this like a regular Monday Morning Post and just do what you usually do and then next week, around Monday would be good, someone (and you can figure out who in advance or just race to be the first to post) starts a new Monday Morning Post thread next Monday (or so). Then you could all throw in your Rue-style Monday Morning Posts (you know how it works, just whatever you’re up to or whatever comes to your mind) and just see what happens. It’s a free-form kinda thing. (Just remember, no points off for spelling.)
I’ll let you know when I come back, so don’t worry about me. Or wait up. You don’t have to wait up, I might be a while. You could leave a candle burning in your front window. That would be nice. Not a real candle though, just one of those plug-in candle-like thingies. I wouldn’t want you to have a continuous fire hazard in your own home on account of me.
Just remember to use “Jake” a lot in your posts. I think that would be the only rule. I still think with a little perserverence, we can get “Jake” to catch on all across the country. Then next TV season, you’ll hear them using it on Friends. (Since next year is supposed to be the last season, we really have to stay on the ball here people.) Like in the first scene, Chandler could say “Jake” about something he’s happy about and then Monica would give him the ol’ Stink Eye (why he puts up with her, I don’t know) and then Phoebe could be using odd slang throughout the rest of the show. It would be great! So great it would be Jake! (It might even make me cry.)
So that’s the thing. As a Personal Challenge, you should try to whack together a Rue-style Post. Then either use it next week or just slap it in this hijack-fest. If you play your cards right this thread could last until I get back. And if you really play your cards right you won’t have to “go fish” or wind up the “Old Maid”. Now that’s something to think about. Isn’t it?
-Rue.