On Tue, 16 Dec 2008 09:57:04 -0500, NP-f31 wrote:
>On 15 Dec 2008 22:50:57 GMT, "quid$ditch" <On-loan-from@hogwarts.com>
>wrote:
>
>>Yep, fellow Fortsters, heralded for a month or so, I have finally
>>arrived & to prove it... this is me.The call, when it came, caught me
>>unawares. I'd been to town to collect a tandoori takeaway & it was bloody
>>gridlock. Fact I was actually banging my head rhythmically in frustration
>>against the steering wheel when The Wiz came through loud & clear on my
>>Bluetooth earpiece.
>>
>>Seems I've hit the Big Time, then. That's Life. Things happen, it's what
>>things do. If the fates had differently conspired, I might just as
>>easily have been re-incarnated as an Orange Pip...were it not, of
>>course, that merit in the end always wins through. As was once memorably
>>observed:-Some are born great, some achieve greatness, & some have
>>greatness thrust upon them. So all you lesser mortals out there, don't
>>give up hope. As a friend of mine was wont to point out, no one can make
>>you feel inferior without your consent....& he stole that from Eleanor
>>Roosevelt...& she too hit the Big Time.
>>
>>Some of you, understandably, may well wonder where I'm coming from....&
>>have I any previous. Well,that WOULD be telling! What with the IWF, the
>>FBI & the CIA all with their complimentary ringside seats in loving
>>attendance here, not to speak of the legions of cross-posting spammers,
>>ignorance & stupidity sadly being high among the World's Renewable
>>Resources..... Still I can reasonably assure the diggers & the delvers
>>that my credentials are impeccable. Good God, I was ink monitor & milk
>>monitor at my school & all my teachers were exceedingly fond of me, so
>>much so that...oh, I'm ignoring my own cautions.... besides forgetting
>>that I'm now more of a rumpled Dumbledore than the frisky young dolphin
>>from that fast-fading hinterland of childhood where we spent each
>>shining hour racing around chirruping like robins in spring.
>>
>>Enough! Life can only be understood backwards, but must be lived
>>forwards. Then farewell The Wiz....Barkis is willing.
>>
>>So Goodbye for now every peoples and I will write again whenever.
>>
>>In the meantime-
>>
>>You just call out my name,
>>And you know wherever I am
>>Ill come running,
>>Winter, spring, summer, or fall,
>>All you have to do is call
>>And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.
>>
>>Your 'umble servant,
>>
>>quid$ditch
>
>My Dearest quid$ditch,
>
>What a pleasure it is to make your acquaintance! If you're a friend of
>The Wiz, then you're a friend of mine. But then I like just about
>everybody, still that puts you in some wonderful company. Since you're
>to be the new Keeper of the Flame, you ought to give yourself a Fort
>Badge!
>
>As far as the pronunciation of your name goes... am I to assume that
>the '$' is silent? Or does it have the harder 'cha-ching' accent? I
>would hate to go around ignorantly mispronouncing your good name.
>Anyway, a have a little welcomign gift for you. May it give you as
>much joy to look into his soulful eyes as it does me.
>
>Have A Beautiful Day!
>
>Doc
>NP-f31
Doc,
If you know what Wiz is talking about, let me know. I don't want a
fucking badge. Thanks, but no thanks.
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