CSE-- Pg. 74 SATAN'S HAMMER, Ch.18, pg.160 "Goodnight Sweetheart" epilogue

[Thumper_Man's Wife]

Hmmm... you do recall that I have your picture now, don't you? Are you absolutely sure you want to go there? Hmmmm????

Umm...... Eeek....

 

[nebo]

Pathetic.
That's the best word that sums it up, the little trick Ponzi pulled, pathetic.

Ok, I can see posting the final chapter while we were gone, no problems there.
But to then have Oh Mari toss it into the dustbin of old trip reports before we even can read and post on it borders on paranoia!

However:

Hoping to get lucky
Bow-chicka-bow-wow!




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The End

Free at last, free at last!

Nebo’s gone to DisneyWorld.

No longer will I have to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous Nebo wit. The way I see it, since this is the last chapter (Oh, stop that wild applauding and cheering… you still have to suffer through this one! Mwahahaha! You’re mine! All mine!!!)

sorry ‘bout that…

You just may have overlooked something.

As I was saying, since this is the last chapter; I fully expect to post, await the inevitable scorn and derision, and then have the ever so lovely and delightful Oh Mari toss it unceremoniously on the scrap pile… about 3 minutes before Nebo and Smidgy return home.

Oh, I’m practically giddy as a schoolgirl at the thought!

good casting

See? I can post something like that and not fear retaliation. TR life is good.

no doubt, very clever.


Of course if Oh Mari goes on holidaze or something and doesn’t junk it in time, I might be in a spot of bother. But that’s a risk I’m willing to take. Live life on the edge! Playing for all the marbles, ‘cause Lord knows I could use a few, having lost mine when I started this merry-go-round.

I might also consider looking for the missing bricks, straws, defective cylinders, playing cards, and the butter that slid off your pancakes onto the floor.

So everybody ready? Trays in their upright and locked positions? Seat belts fastened? Can a seatbelt be slowened?
“Did you buckle up, sweetheart?” (Yeah, I’m talking to you Nebo)

I got it, thank you for your concern, Honey.




Okay, okay. (tough crowd)


The pkondz clan had just raced halfway across Oahu (I’m not kidding…. Look on a map) only to arrive a tad late to claim their baggage.
that's because you were supposed to claim your luggage for the return trip.

I’ve always liked that expression. “Claim your baggage” or “Baggage claim”. It’s like you’re back in the Wild West and there’s Gold in them thar suitcases! If you put one on the ground and jump over it, does that make you a claim jumper? Or just an idiot jumping up and down over people’s suitcases and running from security?

At least now I’ve got a goal in life for my next foray to the airport.

"When your scared their's no chairs
and your fair's in the air,
that's , a foray."
"And you'll cheat for a seat
it's a big pile of sheet,
that's, a foray."

We get to the baggage storage area and it’s closed. I will admit to having a brief moment of concern… until I spotted the phone on the wall by the door. There was even a handy dandy little sign that said to pick up the phone when the luggage keeper cubby was closed.

The luggage keeper is named Cubby? The Mousketeer?


Not the luggage person.


The bag whisperer, bravely retrieves our recalcitrant luggage and we’re ready to go…
umm…

I have no idea where the ‘hospitality room’ is. I ask our hero.
“Did you make a reservation?”
“Ummm…. No?”
Not very hospitable of them, is it?
And please don't use the word "hospital " around me.

Of course you do. How utterly stupid of me. When I checked out that morning, I asked about the hospitality room. I confirmed that these rooms are for people like us, who might need a place to change. And I also made sure that we could leave our luggage at the hotel until we were ready to use it.
Yep, I see your problem: you were supposed to leave your baggage with them, not your luggage.

How silly of me to not actually say, “And by the way, even though I’ve said that we want to use it… I’m officially requesting the pleasure of its company.”

I can see Delilah wanting to spend time with the Samsonite, but,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Stupid of me, really.

Riiiiiiight





Which reminds me. Is this a Canadian thing? To me, a restroom is a polite way of saying washroom… which isn’t usually a room where you wash, but is a polite way of saying bathroom… which isn’t usually a room with a bath, but you get my point. And bathroom is really just a way of not being vulgar and saying ‘toilet’.

I snicker a little bit just typing that. I really have no idea why.

Toilet.

<snort>

Don't you ever call it a john?

We pile everything back into the suitcases. I empty my carry-on (I'll carry your books, I'll carry a torch, I'll carry a tune, I'll carry on, carry over, carry forward, Cary Grant, cash and carry, carry me back to Old Virginia, I'll even hari-kari if you show me how, but I will not carry a gun! ) and it’s just big enough for the sculpture… that’s wrapped in bubble wrap… that’s in a box.


)

While Ruby’s snoozing, I watch ‘The Iron Lady’. Meryl Streep won the Academy Award for best Actress in it.

You watched the Iron Lady on the Aluminum Tube?



Ah, it’s good to be back… when can we go again?








I’d like to thank all the readers for contributing to this TR. Without you, well… it would’ve been pretty crappy. You guys provided me with some chuckles and what more could a guy ask for? I’m still singing ‘Secret Ponzi Man’ in my head! (Darn you T-Man!!)

I have to give an extra special thanks (and provide the rest of you with someone to blame) to Nebo for pushing me into writing this in the first place.

Also thanks to bankr63, Thumper Man and Thumper Man’s Wife, Backstage Gal, buzz1121, cp'ersmom, Sandy Mouse, jakeybake, queenbetsey and nowellsl for posting back on Nebo’s TR or PMing me, letting me know I wouldn’t be abandoned over here. That may not be a comprehensive list… that’s all I remember for sure. If you got left out, feel free to flame.

Thanks too, to everyone who posted, you know who you are…
If you lurked, drop a line in and say hi. Always nice to meet new folks.


I had no idea which way this was going to go when I started it. I did know that I didn’t want a cookie cutter TR, but darn it! that’s what happened anyway.

Oh, well.



And now, the part of the TR that you’ve all being dying to read!


THE END

Ok, now this "end" is much better, cuz now I'm a part of it!
And I sincerely thank YOU for taking the time to do this report, believe me, I know how much goes into it, and you did a remarkable job, especially considering it's basically your first report.

 

[shan23877]

Well played Nebo, well played.

 

[mmeb144]

Way to find a way, Nebo. I really wanted to see your comments on Ponzi's report, but alas, you were away having "fun" at WDW. Thank you for posting them here for us to enjoy.

 

[jedijill]

Well played Nebo, well played.

Jill in CO

 

[Thumper_Man]

Well played Nebo, well played.

 

[buzz1121]

Pkondz, I hate to do it.......but, Buzz resorts to five year old voice and finger pointing........I told you Nebo wasn't going to let your TR ending without him slide!

Now we have a true merging of the TRs, which sadly, come too late for those of us who constantly felt as though we were in the 5th dimension trying to keep the TR conversations separate.

Buzz leaves as she now has a Nebo/Pkondz induced headache.

 

[pkondz]

pkondz is very, very tired. Apparently so tired that he's referring to himself in the third person.

I've got three TRs I have to respond to (yes I mean you T-people and Shanalicious)... and I just can't right now.

Tomorrow...

night.

 

[Sandy Mouse]

"When your scared their's no chairs
and your fair's in the air,
that's , a foray."
"And you'll cheat for a seat
it's a big pile of sheet,
that's, a foray."

Nebo is in the house.
Great breakdown. I especially like the new ditty... catchy.

 

[laura74]

Ha ha! Way to go, Nebo! He got you, Ponzi.

 

[buzz1121]

pkondz is very, very tired. Apparently so tired that he's referring to himself in the third person.

Oh no! The headache is spreading! Now I'm not the only person referring to myself in the third person. Aye de mi!

 

[cp'ersmom]

Nice work Nebo, now get to work and tell us about your trip!

 

[monymony3471]

I'm Baaa-aaack!

Smidgy thought I was dead.

No, not exaggerating, nor am I embellishing,
"Steve, I thought you were dead."
Her words, verbatim.

I probably would have agreed with her thought,
but the dead aren't capable of thinking, are they?

So glad you didn't die, cause then I wouldn't have met you in REAL life!

But now I'm way ahead of myself here.
Here's what I'd like to do with this report;
Not give it!

Please, you wouldn't want to DISappoint your friends!

But I've become close with many, many of you "invisible freinds", and I know word has gotten out something happened,

What choo looking at? I was concerned and asked for them to PRAY for you! That voicemail scared me!

so I'm just going to suck it up and do my best at describing this "lovely" trip, and if you think I'm sounding facetious, YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT, BABY!

I still hurt, but it's getting better. See the doctor on Friday. I am concerned that I might have damaged my retinas also, next appointment is a month away, so I might try to have that one moved up.

I know that you're all going, "What, what, what what happened", but I'm sorry, I'm not going to just jump into that quite right tonight.
I know, it bites, but it's basically what this whole report is going to be about, and if I'm going to relive it in words, I'm going to sell it in a way that hopefully let's me enjoy writing about it.

So, "Coronado Springs Eternal" will remain in limbo and we are going to just jump right into the latest fiasco.
I'm not going to drag this out long at all, I think this entire report will be completed in about 7 chapters, that's it.

You said 5, but I will take 7!

Yes, I changed the working title again to what I thought was more fitting, melodramatic or not? Well, I guess you had to be there.

I was, but I wasn't.

And thanks to Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle for using a variation of there great title and excellent book, "Lucifer's Hammer". Funny thing was, I found the book two weeks ago in my nightstand and brought it with,,, read it every day so anybody familiar with it might catch some references from time to time that I use that seem fitting to me.

I remember a month ago or so when I first mentioned this trip, and writing a report on it, that I was hoping that for once a nice, easy, boring, relaxing, uneventful trip where I'
d have nothing to write about, and how nice that would be.
And i can't remember who it was that posted it, but basically said something in the line of, "Yeah Nebo, I don't blame you, but I wouldn't count on it if I were you, that's just not the way you roll!"
I chuckled at that when I read it, but I wasn't chuckling when, or after, this happened.

Let's see,,,, I have not even begun to read what you have all po0sted since we were gone, so it's going to take me a bit to catch up, and call outs and "poster recognition" will be limited I'm afraid, so please don't feel slighted, I can most definately promise you that I can't wait to read what you have all posted, like I always do, and hope you will all continue to make me happy in that way.

Oh, and don't worry, I'm not going to make this a maudlin, "Woe is me" trip report, I'll find some laughs even if I have to do the "Who's on first " routine with Ponzi, or sit down with Thumper man and re write new words to a fitting for this trip, song, "They're Coming to Take Me Away! Ha Ha".

What else can I tell you right now?
Well,,no, I didn't get to really spend much time with Jackson, my grandson, or even Todd, my son and his wife Kim, at all. Heck, Diane too, I guess for that matter.

We never got along so well before in our lives!

Heh

Tee Hee works here too!


No, they didn 't desert me, I just told them to stick to the original schedule, don't worry about me, I'll be fine, nothing they can do for me anyway, and to be honest, I can't say for sure how much I was going to really want to keep answering " How you feeling" questions all day when I feel like a Ford Pinto that's been rear-ended.
I am also pretty short on pictures, video too, which is also ironic (moronic?) because I went out an bought a 4 giggler SD card for the camera .

I still have room for 3786 pictures on this memory card, so, who's gonna be first to come over and have their picture taken?

Me! ME! Mr. Horshack!


I guess that's going to be it for now, got to go and change the title first, and then start to catch up on all your posts.

Laura, Mr. Ponzi, and my good buddy, what's her name,

Hardy Har Har Mr. accident waiting to happen!

I'll get to your reports "All in good time, my dear" Ponzi, your about finished right?
Well,, I didn't quite mean it the way it came out.

Oh, I got it now,,,,, Monica, that's it.
By the way, we did get to meet Monica and the Mony Mony family, all twelve of them including her husband Tim
and he was cool dude, too bad he lives so far away, we could find new ways to get in trouble together, I'm sure.
I'll get more into the meeting later on.

(Is she seething yet?)

Too tired to seeth! We were a party of 7, you must be experiencing post partum accident related stress, that's ok, I'll let you have that one.

Okey Dokey,, gonna call it a night cuz I can't sit her and look at this anymore tonight, but can't wait to read all the incredibly clever comments you have said in my staid.
(Dang, can't stop this incessant rhyming that pops up now and then since the accident)

as Smidgy is want to say,,,,,

toodles

neb

I still can't believe this happened to me!

At least he can still type, semi-coherently. But, wait, that's how it was before the accident.

 

[mmeb144]

At least he can still type, semi-coherently. But, wait, that's how it was before the accident.

Mercy! Poor Nebo, all of us dying to know what happened and the one person who knows won't tell.

 

[pkondz]

Pathetic.
That's the best word that sums it up, the little trick Ponzi pulled, pathetic.

Oh, I absolutely agree. Sort of along the lines of 'If you can't take it, don't dish it out".

But, oh so effective.

POWER! FEEL MY POWER AND COWER BEFORE ME!!


too much again?

Ok, I can see posting the final chapter while we were gone, no problems there.
But to then have Oh Mari toss it into the dustbin of old trip reports before we even can read and post on it borders on paranoia!

Here's the honest truth. I had it sitting there for a while and I was actually starting to feel really uncomfortable with it still active. There's so many TRs running and mine seemed to be limping along on inertia only. The reporting part was done and while the back and forth was entertaining... it was done. I did wish in retrospect that I'd held off on posting the final chapter until after you were back, but (as you know) when the muse strikes... you write. About 20 seconds after I posted it, I thought, "Oh, crap. It's too soon."

Oh, well. Sorry to disapoint. Live and learn for the next one, if and when.

I am flattered that you're taking the time to comment on your own TR though, so in that spirit...

You just may have overlooked something.

Apparently. Luckily for me, I have little to fear.

See? I can post something like that and not fear retaliation. TR life is good.

no doubt, very clever.

But those who only followed my TR will never know.

Oh, right, nobody followed my TR that isn't here now.


Nevermind.

I might also consider looking for the missing bricks, straws, defective cylinders, playing cards, and the butter that slid off your pancakes onto the floor.

I never ever worry about food hitting the floor.

We have a dog.

The pkondz clan had just raced halfway across Oahu (I’m not kidding…. Look on a map) only to arrive a tad late to claim their baggage.
that's because you were supposed to claim your luggage for the return trip.

Suitcases.

"When your scared their's no chairs
and your fair's in the air,
that's , a foray."
"And you'll cheat for a seat
it's a big pile of sheet,
that's, a foray."

I thought it was a moray? Drawing once too often from the well, Nebo? You?

tsk.

The luggage keeper is named Cubby? The Mousketeer?

Nope, a Chicagoan. From Carpentersville, I believe.

Not very hospitable of them, is it?
And please don't use the word "hospital " around me.

Ah, a little gun shy are we?

It wasn't a gunshot, was it?


Still reaching.

I can see Delilah wanting to spend time with the Samsonite, but,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Why, why, why'd you say that?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8a_T3U1rg2I

Don't you ever call it a john?

Actually.... no.

You watched the Iron Lady on the Aluminum Tube?

I managed to steel a glance.

Ok, now this "end" is much better, cuz now I'm a part of it!
And I sincerely thank YOU for taking the time to do this report, believe me, I know how much goes into it, and you did a remarkable job, especially considering it's basically your first report.

Thanks, Nebo.

Well played Nebo, well played.

Way to find a way, Nebo. I really wanted to see your comments on Ponzi's report, but alas, you were away having "fun" at WDW. Thank you for posting them here for us to enjoy.

Jill in CO

Pkondz, I hate to do it.......but, Buzz resorts to five year old voice and finger pointing........I told you Nebo wasn't going to let your TR ending without him slide!

Now we have a true merging of the TRs, which sadly, come too late for those of us who constantly felt as though we were in the 5th dimension trying to keep the TR conversations separate.

Buzz leaves as she now has a Nebo/Pkondz induced headache.

Ha ha! Way to go, Nebo! He got you, Ponzi.

You all think so... but he fell right into my trap!

 

[nebo]

Mercy! Poor Nebo, all of us dying to know what happened and the one person who knows won't tell.

Marie, the day after Satan's Hammer, I was sitting around the resort by myself bored to death, and scared to death of death, when I remembered we still have a Mony meet coming up, so I figured I ought to give her a head's up on my situation, in case I can't make it and have to cancel at the last minute.

Un fortunately,,, my call drjopped off right after I mentioned the EMTs working on me. And it took a bit before I could call her back and explain further.

I basically gave her one of my classic cliffhangers,,,,,,,,,,,
on the telephone!
AGAIN,,,, I'm sorry about that, Mony.

Ponzi, along time ago when downloading music wasn't punishable by being drawn and quartered,,, I actually downloaded that song, Delilah,,,, it's my fave Tom Jones song for some reason.

And yes, I DO feel like you were setting me up to copy your last chapter,,, you put in and said everyting but "double dog dare you". And I knew you knew that I could at least "copy and paste" but I had to do it anyway, I hate to dissappoing freinds.

I have started working on the new report,,, new chapter,,, I still have to go through the pics though and get them in Pbucket, but I should be posting on the Satan report by Sunday evening.

At least as far as the "accident" goes,,, I don't think you will be disappointed, I'm not sure what else I can do except to maybe die!

Oh, saw my regular doc today,,, first time I got to tell him about it,,,and of course he wants me to go and have MRI's and X-RAYs and DJIAs all taken but I turned them all down, including the BYOBs.

I also even told him that the injury made me go through my entire monthly supply of vikes in 5 days, in hurt so much,,,,and ,, well,, you know,,,,

He's really lousy at taking a hint. At least that was his act, and I didn't push it, that's something that can hurt in the long run.

Ok, gonna write some more,,, I suppose I can fill in the pics later, right? Ju8st not in the mood for dealing with pics and pbucket, and then getting in trouble for deleting pics that she wanted to keep. nacht

 

[queenbetsey]

"Un fortunately,,, my call drjopped off right after I mentioned the EMTs working on me. And it took a bit before I could call her back and explain further. "

Uh oh that does not sound good. Heck even my hubby hasn't needed EMT help just urgent care, and says to tell you how sorry he is that you spent your vacay in the room in pain... been there done that here at DL. that sucks. no other way to put it, no words of profound wit to take the edge off. Words of wit are your and ponzis department.

"I also even told him that the injury made me go through my entire monthly supply of vikes in 5 days, in hurt so much,,,,and ,, well,, you know,,,,

He's really lousy at taking a hint."
You should have just asked him. I do not beat around the bush anymore I just say "gimme!" ok it is more like please please please. but if I do not out right ask he usually does not get the hint either. Did you explain to him that you are a blogger with and international following? We are all chomping at bit for the next installment? Jeesh does he not know you are THE Nebo?
Feel better, I will now crawl back into my cave and wait....

 

[margymas]

Just got back after attending to various ... things ... only to find bedlam, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse (Death, Famine, War and the Other One), and Nebo needing the professional services of EMT's and more vikes! What's next? Cats sleeping with dogs? Clowns on tricycles jumping through flaming hoops? Seriously - Neeb and Smidge (if I may call you that) - based on my upbringing, there is only one thing to be done under these circumstances. We (your invisible friends who care dearly about you - seriously) need a street address to which we can send casseroles packed in dry ice and we need to establish a schedule at which we can, seriatum, arrive at your home to refresh the bed linen, clean the bathroom(s), keep the kitchen in order and tidy the family room. This is what we do in my family when friends face unexpected illness, near-death, death and taxes (delete the latter - did not intend to mix my metaphors). Oh yeah, we also post vigil at your bedside giving a constant stream of worried looks, furrowed brows and hand-patting. Again, we can schedule this in shifts, if it would be more convenient. Promise us that you will be OK. And promise us that you will ony post when you feel up to it and as a way of forgetting, for a bit, the strife with which you are currently dealing. Seriously, we care about you more than we care about your TR. So attend to the TR only if it helps pass the time. We are with you, sweetie, and sending prayers and good thoughts your way.

 

[queenbetsey]

well said margymas!

 

[shan23877]

Just got back after attending to various ... things ... only to find bedlam, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse (Death, Famine, War and the Other One), and Nebo needing the professional services of EMT's and more vikes! What's next? Cats sleeping with dogs? Clowns on tricycles jumping through flaming hoops? Seriously - Neeb and Smidge (if I may call you that) - based on my upbringing, there is only one thing to be done under these circumstances. We (your invisible friends who care dearly about you - seriously) need a street address to which we can send casseroles packed in dry ice and we need to establish a schedule at which we can, seriatum, arrive at your home to refresh the bed linen, clean the bathroom(s), keep the kitchen in order and tidy the family room. This is what we do in my family when friends face unexpected illness, near-death, death and taxes (delete the latter - did not intend to mix my metaphors). Oh yeah, we also post vigil at your bedside giving a constant stream of worried looks, furrowed brows and hand-patting. Again, we can schedule this in shifts, if it would be more convenient. Promise us that you will be OK. And promise us that you will ony post when you feel up to it and as a way of forgetting, for a bit, the strife with which you are currently dealing. Seriously, we care about you more than we care about your TR. So attend to the TR only if it helps pass the time. We are with you, sweetie, and sending prayers and good thoughts your way.

Well said!