Comments on: A DISTANT SOIL: The Ascendant Chapter 3 Page 11

By: Colleen Doran

Colleen Doran — Fri, 06 Jan 2017 06:38:33 +0000

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By: Bill Myers

Bill Myers — Sun, 27 Dec 2009 11:39:58 +0000

Oh, I can’t believe I forgot — I hope you all had a wonderful holiday, and best wishes to all for a healthy and prosperous new year. 🙂

By: Bill Myers

Bill Myers — Sat, 26 Dec 2009 18:07:33 +0000

Scribbler, Allan’s “slay bells” don’t ring out at a killing, they’re lethal weapons in and of themselves. Allan is quite the badass.

Arlnee, your Christmas dinner is a near mirror-image of ours. My girlfriend and I created our own Christmas tradition of roast beast, smashed potatoes, peas with pearl onions, and Yorkshire pudding.

As for presents, I got a Garmin, two nice shirts, some dress socks, and a gift card with just enough money to buy me the pieces for a workbench to put in my new house. Most important, however, was the gift of spending time with my girlfriend and family. Trite, but true.

By: Colleen

Colleen — Fri, 25 Dec 2009 19:21:23 +0000

Whee! I got cashmere socks and bunny slippers!

By: Miki

Miki — Fri, 25 Dec 2009 18:15:01 +0000

Merry Christmas, everyone!

By: scribblerworks

scribblerworks — Fri, 25 Dec 2009 17:42:38 +0000

Allan… you have bells that ring out at a killing? Weird.
😀

(Oh, come on. How can I not jump on a fun typo like that — “slay” for “sleigh”? Hee!)

Yes… my Christmas spirit is a bit wacky. After all, my choice for a holiday movie today is *Sherlock Holmes*.

Have a wonderful day, all!

By: Arlnee

Arlnee — Fri, 25 Dec 2009 01:23:21 +0000

My Christmas started early when Roger Ebert printed my letter asking about his take on the “Last Airbender” casting fail. And agreed with me.

Twelve thumbs up all around!

Right now I’m cooking roast beast and potatoes and green beans. I’m debating giving the Yorkshire pudding a shot this year even though I’m the only one who eats it. Hm. THen we’re going to drive through the holiday light display down in the park, which is done at night with the headlights off and a cup of cocoa in your hand as you creep along. It’s awesome.

Happy everything, everyone.

By: Allan

Allan — Thu, 24 Dec 2009 23:19:37 +0000

Well, it’s twenty minutes past eleven on Christmas Eve here in the distant soil of merrie olde England, and the countdown to Christmas is well and truly underway. The fairy lights on the tree illuminate the gifts artistically arranged beneath, and, in festive mood, I type this missive on my favourite blog while I wait patiently to hear slay bells in the snow. Except, er, there’s no snow.

Anyway — best wishes to one and all. I hope you have the Christmas you desire.