I like your stylings, Dread Poet Jethro. I would give much to be so creative.
However, I'm confused by all the debate regarding the pronunciation of <i>Thyme</i>. I've always spoken my name as a series of discordant clicks and shouts. I've been told it's disconcerting, yes, but no one's ever actually bothered to stick around to argue pronunciation with me...
Avatar wrote:Welcome to the Watch Thyme.

The 'Tank is really not that bad. Well, probably not as bad as your kin anyway.

It couldn't possibly be as bad as my kin. My immediate family quickly begins strongly resembling an open-caged zoo anytime anyone mentions religion, politics... or really, anything more serious than the dinner menu.
Speaking of menus, thank you for the invitation to The Galley, Menolly. I am sure I will read, but I'm a terrible cook, and not really a connoisseur of anything interesting. I do have favorite cereals, though, and I saw a topic for that!!!
Lord Foul wrote:Thyme, haven't seen you mention the Gap Cycle in your post, you might need to read that to know who you're listening to.
Not like I'm trying to drive you away from the Tank - rather to pique your interest through providing questionable information for you to check for yourself.
This coming from Lord Foul himself??
I read the Gap books, a veeeeeeeeeery long time ago. Names I have mostly forgotten, and even the plot is fuzzy for the most part. I remember enjoying them, but I have never felt the need for a reread. Might be time.
I am sure I will ultimately end up in the Tank. I am too curious, argumentative, and long-winded not to.
I will endeavor to read for a while before opening my yap too wide over there, however. Thanks again to everyone for all the welcomes!
Uh, and I am glad my hastily-chosen name is a source of... um... discussion.
“A paranoid is someone who knows a little of what's going on. A psychotic is a guy who's just found out what's going on." ― William S. Burroughs
"I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections and the truth of imagination--what the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth--whether it existed before or not." - John Keats