free thinkers with tales of wierd people

The Free Thinkers Social went all night until morning. It was lovely fun and certainly amusing.  When I arrived, instead of bothering with such things as doors, it made far more sense to just lcimb the balcony, so I did to a chorus of "Jhayne!!" from inside. I was surprised. I hadn't expected to know anyone, but Alex and Nereid were there as well as Derrick. After Wag the Dog, people started leaving, but I've really missed such things. As everyone wafted away into the dawn, Adrian and I caught a ride with Evan(?) which then got sidetracked into playing Scrabble as the sun came up at the top of a hill in a National Park. Adrian won by a single point, the smiling shining devil he. Breakfast was suggested and in our futile quest to find somewhere to go, we came upon a moth of gray & violet doom. It was very very angry and at least two inches wingspan. I now understand why some people are frightened of such flufy harmless things.

After a short rest, we were awoken by Michelles welcome surprise arrival. The heat was destructive to soul and body. Thankfully, Ruth had invited us swimming in the evening and so off we went. *swim swim* There were pool noodles, and new people. *splash*

I would be writing with a bit more eloquence, but afterwards we played Munchkin at Denny's and I stupidly ordered food, so now I'm not doing too well.

1000 words is always a nice touch

The entire Silmarillion of J. R. R. Tolkien in one thousand words. 

by camwyn

FEANOR AND SONS: We're gettin' our shinies back. And YOU CAN'T HAVE 'EM, Valar!

MELKOR/MORGOTH: No you're not. *stabbity fiery burny death*

BEREN: Ooo! Pretty elf lady!

THINGOL: You can have her if you ... BRING ME A SHINY!

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implants that know you

http://www.diepunyhumans.com/archives/000216.html

Being recognized has never been easier for VIP patrons of the Baja Beach Club in Barcelona, Spain.

Like a scene out of a science-fiction movie, all it takes is a syringe-injected microchip implant for the beautiful men and women of the nightclub scene to breeze past a "reader" that recognizes their identity, credit balance and even automatically opens doors to exclusive areas of the club for them.

They can buy drinks and food with a wave of their hand and don't need to worry about losing a credit card or wallet.

"By simply passing by our reader, the Baja Beach Club will know who you are and what your credit balance is," Conrad K. Chase explains. Chase is director of the Baja Beach Club in Barcelona. "From the moment of their implantation they will also have free entry and access to the VIP area..."