The Hive is (realy) Dead! Long Live the Hive Mind!

[Aeson]

Riverwind, not Caramon.

64 x 64 pixels, man. Avatar Icon...I want something that will be recognizable...besides...having a acid ripped face as the bottom the icon may be considered gauche... chuckle

Riverwind. I think I know what I want my drawing to be. You think Goldmoon would find that too creepy?

 

[Angel Tarragon]

Wait, now we're using code phrases?

The torpid whale swims darkly in the moonlight.

The sly cat sneaked along the edge of the fence in pale glow of the moonlight.

 

[hafrogman]

The sly cat sneaked along the edge of the fence in pale glow of the moonlight.

Yeah, I've seen them do that before.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

Yeah, I've seen them do that before.

The wolf howled at the full moon on the night that the little old lady sang to her lover.

 

[Mycanid]

Wait, now we're using code phrases?


The torpid whale swims darkly in the moonlight.

uhh ... last time I checked whales swim through the ocean frogman. :\

 

[Mycanid]

I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
I'm going to Louisiana,
My true love for to see

It rained all night
The day I left
The weather it was dry
The sun so hot,
I froze to death
Susanna, don't you cry

Oh, Susanna,
Oh don't you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee

I had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I thought I saw Susanna
A-coming down the hill

The buckwheat cake
Was in her mouth
The tear was
In her eye
Says I, I'm coming from the south
Susanna, don't you cry

Oh, Susanna,
Oh don't you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee....

The version by Joe Weed is without a doubt my favorite of this one.

 

[Mycanid]

Myc, The eagle has landed.

Wait a minute!

I may have druid levels, but I don't have an eagle animal companion. I have a cat!

Speaking of druid levels, you all will never guess what I have been busying myself with the past few weeks in the evenings.

 

[hafrogman]

uhh ... last time I checked whales swim through the ocean frogman. :\

...

It's a metaphor.




/never met a four he didn't like.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
I'm going to Louisiana,
My true love for to see

It rained all night
The day I left
The weather it was dry
The sun so hot,
I froze to death
Susanna, don't you cry

Oh, Susanna,
Oh don't you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee

I had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I thought I saw Susanna
A-coming down the hill

The buckwheat cake
Was in her mouth
The tear was
In her eye
Says I, I'm coming from the south
Susanna, don't you cry

Oh, Susanna,
Oh don't you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee....

The version by Joe Weed is without a doubt my favorite of this one.

My fave as well. Heck, my fave album is Prairie Lullaby.

 

[Aeson]

Wait a minute!

I may have druid levels, but I don't have an eagle animal companion. I have a cat!

Speaking of druid levels, you all will never guess what I have been busying myself with the past few weeks in the evenings.

The CD arrived. I need to wait until I get home to listen to it. Thank you.