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blather_roll_call_2011
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yoink
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FIRST this is going to make someone mad my mom says i live in the future anyway
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100804
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o n m
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present
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100804
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Doar
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Always here, but never present, the doar..
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100805
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yoink
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bleep blip blop
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110120
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auburn
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also always here. rarely present.
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110120
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Toxic_Kisses
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Ditto. I don't play well with others normally any way, however that point is exceptionally exacerbated dew to personal circumstances. I feel angry at every one in general and no one in particular so I've made it my personal responsibility to quarantine myself from blather for the most part. Be glad I like yall enough not to stay around and rip random blatherskites into nothing more then pathetic blubbering shreds. yea happy belated x-miss and what not.
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110121
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z
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yo
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110121
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birdmad
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eep
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110121
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lostgirl
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is hanging about....
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110121
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unhinged
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ten years and counting
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110121
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gja
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is here
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110122
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thorn
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i'm here mostly
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110122
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Ouro
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boros
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110122
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rhin
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11 years in March.
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110122
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workinprogress.
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hmm
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110123
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perfectly_chaotic
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i am at a lack of cleverly crafted words at present.
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110123
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camille
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here
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110123
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IGG
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here. 7 years now, and changing my name for the most part. yet to find one that fits. but still here.
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110123
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n o m e e
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10 years in march? i should throw a party. come to vancouver everyone.
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110123
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n o m e e
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or maybe i'll take a blather_road_trip and visit some of you
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110123
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Lemon_Soda
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I doubt I'll ever leave this page alone.
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110124
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jane
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also here. 11 years in may.
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110125
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oren
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Hanging_in_there.
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110126
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110131
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stork daddy
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i guess i am still here.
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110201
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twenty-four
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since yummychuckle and squint before the numbers, which have been so terribly useful in anthologizing.
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110226
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i
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left
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110226
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past
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flittering here and there, but mostly in the spaces between
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110227
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shpaaaaaaaaaaaa
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shpaaaaaaaaaaaa
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110228
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u24
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I want to rush into the screen and hug you all, old friends.
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110315
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IGG
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ahhh u24! where are you these days? i got you a drink at cafe_blather. it's getting pretty cool though :)
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110315
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Bespeckled
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Present. /pralines&cream
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110323
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spoken
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still here blathering away
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110323
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Q
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here and waiting but here
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110324
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silentbob
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a little bit around
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110324
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Soma
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has no more words, but plenty of ears.
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110325
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Doar
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i don't like the whole date/time/year format that blather has. it has always seemed like something backward to me. but there are things you learn to live with. oh well, such is the variance of life. it changes while you keep expecting life to change for you, like sitting at a red light at a major intersection, expecting it to be the same as it was 2 years earlier, but not this past week. 2 minutes longer than it should have took to be able to turn; drumming my fingers on the steering wheel, getting more impatient. And I realized I'm a sheep waiting for a shepard to come and direct me to the other field, and I got angry for no reason, expecting that the light should change when I wanted it to, because my destination was more important than waiting. Wow, this conditioning doesn't sit well me. I've become focused upon getting somewhere and travelling in a time frame I've set up in my mind that nothing else should interfere with the schedule. To the point where I'm slamming my hand on the horn to wake up the sleeping old man/woman in front of me. Why? They have every right to be going in the same direction and travelling on the same roads. I have to stop myself at these times and just breathe, self reflect and tell myself that this isn't worth getting mad at a stranger for being themselves.
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110325
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emmi
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here and there, everywhere
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110325
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daf
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Ain't it a twist being alive, people? Sucking it up like grains of salt. Diving into the experiential bear hug..all soft fur and sharp claws, hot breath and cold ground. Mmm mmm mmm. (Not the soup is good food kind. The your-big-black-Pearl-Bailey-looking-mother-smiling-and-shaking her-head-in-feigned-disapproval kind.) There was a road I took once past an old mill with nondescript features, but it's own dreary charm. I stopped too long there, becoming tangled in the gears, a tooth in them until I was broken. You know, I have feared breaking since I was first made to believe that I was whole. But walking into the baleful maw of mortality sets you free and ever has..plunges you into the awareness that you're critically incomplete and proffers up a map to the pieces. We are children among children among children, lost in our imaginations upon the playground of time..making up roles and playing them out within the agreed upon framework of our common mind. I, a child myself, saw a little girl far from the others who were clustered like grapes. (I'd tried for a very long time to bunch up with them, but they are so tightly packed together as if to be the same grape and there seems no room for my shape in there. Besides, I've got a stem like a shrew and it probably wouldn't reach anyhow.) She was lovely, this girl..with a shy dignity about her which bows only for the dawn where she gapes in wonder, and for the dusk which nightly slips its way between her sighs. There is a well in the middle of town. It seems empty though it is full. And though the bucket drops and rises over and over again, the townspeople are dying of thirst because no one's yet thought to examine the bucket. Stranger still, to the passerby, was the sight of their dust-tanned tongues waggling about thirst, regardless of the fact that their town is underwater. Ten years ago, on February, 16th, I turned over every stone I could find, searching for the rhyme to orange, but found blue instead. love from your brother, -
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110326
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emmi
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that's beautiful, daf. what are we doing here, drowning but still thirsty, whole but still aching?
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110326
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ClairE
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Hi.
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110331
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epitome of incomprehensibility
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Present! But late, as usual.
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110401
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ever dumbening fantasy blather league
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take a ride on my suck stick
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110402
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e_o_i
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No, no, I want to take a ride on your disco stick. Fear not, I'm only quoting. :)
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110402
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ergo
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Calling all croissants!
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110402
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phil
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beautawful
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110515
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falling_alone
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yeah. old habits are call me back. you can gauge my happiness by my increase in inner monologues. i'm finding comfort in familiarity. but really. do we still need the fucking captchas.
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110516
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somedaysam
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Infrequently. aka someday*sam (I think, but I don't recognise those words), redthewitch75...redthewitch...? Also, the email has changed.
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110615
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Poetic Onslaught
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Still here, just returned actually... just been lurking! Poetic Onslaught/Nirvanic Blind
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110616
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thy
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hi everyone! *waves* its so good to see all of you! what a wonderful job you have all done keeping this place alive! unhinged, so awesome to see your still here, you made me feel missd! rhin, oh shit, just seein your name brings back crazy memories! silentbob, bobby! good to see ya man! daf, bro! *fist pounds chest* birdman, didnt see you were already the blather_zombie in the blather_graveyard, lets eat some blather_brains! doar, anybody i dont recognize, or have forgotten, or, have left out its great to see you all here! so many names i dont really know, but blatherskites.. im_so_excited *smiles*
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110625
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thy
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oh, yea, and uh, here.
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110625
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lady_jane
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Here.
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110708
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blown cherry
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*raised hand*
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110709
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doar
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all of you are goddamn bent for a hell of your own imaginings... A single thought and voice. And I read.... ....damn me for my own thoughts.
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110710
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karltheweed
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here and there
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110710
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josie
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ohjesus..
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110810
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not god
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here?
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110811
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In_Bloom
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I come about.
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110925
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Doar
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Hey, there's nachos!
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110926
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Doar
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Hey, there's nachos.
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110926
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ofsuch
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still taking roll this late in the year?
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111014
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j
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it's an all-year thing.
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111014
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Doar
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until a new year rolls over and burps in it's sleep, blather will always be....
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111014
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karyn
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Here!
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120102
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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