Greywind

You can get a floppy drive with a USB connection.

Flash drives are your friends.

Lowering his phone with a sigh, Warren watched a horse romp across the field. “What did he say?” Warren sighed again. “A lot of nothing. Kate's getting two dresses and I should just enjoy it. Something passed between Kate and Jason when Aaron was born.” “Yeah,” Leah said. “Some of his power to heal her.” “I think there was more to it, but neither one is talking. Kate promised Jason. And Jason...” “Jason isn't going to move in on Kate. You know that.” Warren turned to look at Leah. “I know, but it rankles that they're keeping secrets. And then there's George getting Kate down to her underwear.” Leah laughed. “Warren, Kate knows George. She knows she's safe with him. She used to help him make some of his designs. You know the stereotype of guy clothing designers?” Warren's brow furled. “You mean he's...” “As a tiki-torch,” George said. “Leah what do you think of this green?” “Sorry,” Warren said. “Ooh! Is that for her dress?” “One of the options,” George said, taking the sample in for Kate.

I'd suggest reading Green Lantern from when Kyle Rayner was given the ring. Ron Marz did an excellent hero's journey with him.

One of the best ways to avoid self-editing while you're writing is to do it longhand instead of digital.

Climbing the ladder to the tree fort, Warren pushed the trapdoor open. “Curtains! Love what you've done with the place!” Jen had her knees drawn up, leaning against the wall. Tears had left tracks through dust, dirt, and makeup. “It's not fair. Jason promised.” “Jason kept his promise, Jen. You got your invitation.” He set a drink carrier with one cup and a bag on the floor and pulled himself up the rest of the way. “Dad is the one that said you aren't going.” “It's not fair!” “Hey, I realize you're upset, but it's just the two of us. You don't have to yell to be heard.” “Sorry.” Jen wiped her face with one hand, further smearing the mess her face was becoming. “I got you your favorite. Rosie burger, fries, and a chocolate banana shake.” “Not hungry.” Warren shrugged. “You will be. It's still hot. Want to tell me what Dad is angry about?” “I blew off a couple of chores and went to a concert. It was a last minute thing.” “You live on a farm. You can't go blowing off your chores.” “I don't want this! You're happy to follow Dad in being a farmer. I want to go out and see the world.” Warren sat beside Jen. “I've seen the world. I've seen the good it can offer, Jen. I've seen entirely too much of bad it can offer, too.” He draped his arm over her shoulders and pulled her off the wall to lean against him. “I would much rather you not be in a hurry to go out and see the world. Home is a sanctuary.” “What do you think I should do?” “For starters, get cleaned up and go back to my place. Be the adult you want Dad to see. You may not be going to the ball this year, but George has a responsibility. He accepted Jason's job. That means you need to go over and let him measure you.” Jen nodded. “And in the future, if any more concerts come up, let me know and I can cover your chores so Dad doesn't need to know you didn't do them.” “You can't keep doing for me,” Jen said sitting up. She wiped her face with her shirt. “Can, too. It says so in the Big Brother's Instruction Manual.”

I am leaving. You are about to explode.

Oh, you poor man. My high school years were spent at KI Sawyer in 78-82. Our last winter up there the first snow flew in Sept. The last snow came down in May.

Intel looks good. We got ourselves a space train full of evil Orville Redenbacher.

If you have a large kettle/dutch oven fill it with water and let it boil. That helps heat the area.

Yes. It reads "Help. I'm being held hostage in a Fortune Cookie factory."

...or just buy more END.

Hope she's okay. Have her get checked over.

Artist Rowena Morrill, 76, died February 11, 2021 following years of poor health. Morrill was one of the most prominent artists in the field, with an active career that spanned decades. https://locusmag.com/2021/02/rowena-morrill-1944-2021/

I understand you got yourself a few extra Ba'als.

Well, the wrestlers going along for the ride might have to make ego rolls once they realize what happened to stay on the ride.

From the loft in the barn, Warren watched the delivery truck turn down his drive. He set his carving tools aside, picked up a rag and wiped his hands off. He headed down the stairs, tucking the rag into his back pocket. “Hey, Don! What ya got? Kate been online shopping again?” The driver chuckled. “Not that I know of. Just a heavy mailer for you from Scott Enterprises.” “Yeah. Been expecting that. Getting to be that time of the year.” Warren signed for the package. “Thanks,” he said taking it. “Have a good day.” Warren read the envelope while the delivery truck turned around. On the way out it passed another truck pulling into the drive. He pulled the tab on the mailer and looked inside. “One, two, three.” He smiled. “I guess this is her year.” The truck pulled to a stop and the driver climbed out. “Mr. Asher?” “Yes. And you are?” “George Sanza.” Warren held out his hand. “Nice to meet you finally. What brings you here?” “Mr. Scott's money and an order for six dresses,” George explained. “One for Leah, two for Kate, one for a Mary Asher.” “That's my mom.” “And two for a Miss Jenevieve Asher.” “That's my sister. Why don't you go on in the house. Kate and Leah are in there. I'll see about getting the other two here for you.” “That would be much appreciated,” George said with a smile. George headed up the steps. Warren heard Kate and Leah welcome him in. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and placed a call. “Hey, Dad. You might want to come over. Bring mom and Jen.”

If a picture paints a thousand words, Then why can't I paint you? The words will never show the you I've come to know. If a face could launch a thousand ships, Then where am I to go? There's no one home but you, You're all that's left me too. And when my love for life is running dry, You come and pour yourself on me. If a man could be two places at one time, I'd be with you. Tomorrow and today, beside you all the way. If the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to die, I'd spend the end with you. And when the world was through, Then one by one the stars would all go out, Then you and I would simply fly away

They did in The Undiscovered Country. They served what amounted to a State Dinner.

King Tut (King Tut) Now when he was a young man, He never thought he'd see People stand in line to see the boy king. (King Tut) How'd you get so funky? (Funky Tut) Did you do the monkey? Born in Arizona, Moved to Babylonia (King Tut). (King Tut) Now, if I'd known They'd line up just to see you, I'd trade in all my money And bought me a museum. (King Tut) Buried with a donkey (Funky Tut) He's my favorite honky! Born in Arizona, Moved to Babylonia (King Tut) Dancin' by the Nile, (Disco Tut) The ladies love his style, (Waltzing Tut) Rockin' for a mile (Rockin' Tut) He ate a crocodile. He gave his life for tourism. Golden idol! He's an Egyptian They're sellin' you. Now, when I die, Don't think I'm a nut, Don't want no fancy funeral, Just one like ole king Tut. (king Tut) He coulda won a Grammy, Buried in his jammies, Born in Arizona, moved to Babylonia, He was born in Arizona, lived in a condo made of stone-a, King Tut

Whoa, whoa, whoa man! Bullets bounce!

Log-Man is an old handle on the board. Bush Shrub Kelp

When you're out there on your own Where your memories can find you Like a circle goes around, you were lost until you found out What it all comes down to One by one, the lonely feelings gone Day by day they slowly fade away Ooh, the look was in her eyes You never know what might be found there She was dancing right in time, and the moves she made so fine Like the music that surrounds her Should I stay or go? I really want to know Would I lose or win? If I try and love again Oh o-o-o-oh, gonna try and love again O-oh o-o-o-oh, I'm gonna try and love again O-oh o-o-o-oh, gonna try and love Right or wrong, what's done is done It's only moments that you borrow But the thoughts will linger on of the lady and her song When the sun comes up tomorrow Well it might take years to see through all these tears Don't let go, when you find it you will know Oh o-o-o-oh, gonna try and love again O-oh o-o-o-oh, gonna try and love again O-oh o-o-o-oh, gonna try and love again O-oh o-o-o-oh, O-oh o-o-o-oh, Sometimes lose, sometimes win Sometimes you need a friend O-oh o-o-o-oh, o-oh o-o-oh Gonna try Gonna try Gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try...

Kyle Rayner when he became Ion was a power gamer. "We need to assemble a team and..." "I already dealt with it."