checking_on_lemon_soda Protoithik CHECKING LEMON SODA I was worried your words might have fallen ill, or perhaps become delinquent, because of some secret reason I refuse to share. How might I ascertain whether his writings retain a healthy extance, wondered I. Then it came to me, as in a dream: I shall check his words, and mark them accordingly, such that tranquility might visit upon my heart once more. And ah, it has been a success, for now I can sleep, Quo dormitorum, erat pacem, like the heavenly down in Somnus' fluffy pillows. 081110 ... Lemon_Soda Really? Thanks! 081111 ... LEMON SODA RESPONDING CHECK 100929 ... IMNOTSAFEIMNOTSAFEWERENOTSAFENOOHGODWERENOTSAFE IMNOTSAFEIMNOTSAFEWERENOTSAFENOOHGODWERENOTSAFE 101005 ... Doar and the spamheads or neotards have found blather once again. sigh....it seems a never ending battle to beat back the neophytes and recent discoverers. A trend maybe, of people that need to fill the time by going crazy on website. But hey, I'm not against crazy, in an intelligent way, just random and needless posting for the saki of gaining attention. . Sigh.....peeps and the mindset. If you want attention, learn to gain it by intelligent means. Learn your mind, and then speak it. My two senses. . 101005 ... hubbahubba Lemon Soda is an idiot. 101005 ... IGG yawn. they'll calm down. but not before they've exhausted everyone. 101006 ... Lemon_Soda I consider it flattery. There are many blatherskites here who write regularly and yet I was chosen because what I wrote obviously affected someone deeply. Really, its quite an achievement to spur action with nothing but words. Thanks for the ego boost. ;) 101007 ... Doar Cheque . 150110 ... meta meta 150112 ... igg testing, one two, one two. is this thing on? 150129 ... Lemon_Soda Still about. Still loving you all. Just not much to say. 180724 ... unhinged . (but of course i can't shut up, never run out of things to say and quote) 180724 ... Lemon_Soda ;) 180725 ... Doar saying hello to LS 'mike, check the bloody breakers again will you?'. He knew that that damn kid couldn't hear him, but he always said it under his breath as soon as his son was out of sight. Leonard was pissed again. It was dark in this damn basement. How many times did he have to tell the kid to just watch the panel for a spark or trip on the breakers.... "Okay", he said to himself. I'll get up off this damn bad knee and hobble my decrepit ass over to the south wing. Just a quick check and when I get there, that damn kid and his rock n'roll music are being turfed. Damn his knee hurt, and trying to bend it was going to make the little needles he felt every day with every motion, seem deeper when he started. "Shit, what was happening with that kid?". But that damn kid kept playing that damn song. And now it kept playing in his head. . 200518 what's it to you? who go blather from