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<entry><title>September 27, 2010 (personal)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper/writeups/September+27%252C+2010"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper/writeups/September+27%252C+2010</id><author><name>Wiccanpiper</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper</uri></author><published>2010-09-28T03:50:29Z</published><updated>2010-09-28T03:50:29Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last night, I dreamed of California ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So, settle back and indulge me in a bit of rambling â¦ a few nights ago, I was enjoying reading &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Izubachi&quot;&gt;Eric&lt;/a&gt;âs many Facebook postings about his adventures in California.  I got a bit nostalgic, being reminded of when I did much the same thing over 30 years ago.  I arrived in the Bay Area, a green kid from &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Morgantown%252C+Kentucky&quot;&gt;Kentucky&lt;/a&gt;, all of 18 years old and just out of high school.  I hadnât been any farther west than ... well ... western Kentucky, and California in 1975 was like another planet.  Friends told me, much later, I often had this look of perpetual wonder on my face.

&lt;p&gt;I had adventures ... oh yes, and plenty of them.  I couldnât get enough of everything &lt;a href=&quot;/title/California&quot;&gt;California&lt;/a&gt; had to offer. When I look back now, all that seems as if it happened to another person, or I read about it somewhere.  I have to remind myself that I did live that life.

&lt;p&gt;Fast forward to 2005, and Iâm on one of my semi-regular visits back to the old&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>Children of the Corny 6: INTO THE WOODS! (event)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper/writeups/Children+of+the+Corny+6%253A+INTO+THE+WOODS%2521"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper/writeups/Children+of+the+Corny+6%253A+INTO+THE+WOODS%2521</id><author><name>Wiccanpiper</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper</uri></author><published>2010-05-23T23:30:14Z</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:30:14Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;big&gt;Well, here we go again!  Autumnâs on the way and that means only one thing: time for another E2 Nodermeet out here on the prairies of Illinois!  This is your official invitation to . . . &lt;big&gt; &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Children of the Corny &lt;big&gt;6&lt;/big&gt;:   INTO THE WOODS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 3 - 6, 2010 &amp;#8226; Heyworth, Illinois&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;small&gt;Into the woods the noders go&lt;br&gt;
What will they do?  Nobody knows! &lt;br&gt;
Into the woods the noders go to have a geeky week-end&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;small&gt;Into the woods the noders go&lt;br&gt;
To talk and drink/but mostly drink&lt;br&gt;
Into the woods the noders go where no one else can find them!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;small&gt;Perhaps a game/of Carcassonne? &lt;br&gt;
Before you know it, the weekendâs gone!&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;small&gt;A node is just words&lt;br&gt;
We vote up or down . . .&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
 
&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>Editor Log: November 2009 (log)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper/writeups/Editor+Log%253A+November+2009"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper/writeups/Editor+Log%253A+November+2009</id><author><name>Wiccanpiper</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper</uri></author><published>2009-12-01T03:58:47Z</published><updated>2009-12-01T03:58:47Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Well, &quot;they&quot; say a 10-year &lt;a href=&quot;/title/anniversary&quot;&gt;anniversary&lt;/a&gt; is a good time to look back, to see where youâve been and try to see where youâre going.  Tom and I celebrated our 10th year together last year by â¦ well â¦ me trying to remember the exact date and not succeeding!  We laughed, enjoyed some happy memories of the years, but mostly congratulated ourselves on having made it that far.  Many couples and organizations donât, and sometimes if they do, they find theyâve become something quite different than what they were. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;I think E2 can do all those congratulatory things, and bask in the glow of still being what it set out to be: a place for writers to write.  Has it changed?  Of course â thereâs a thriving &lt;a href=&quot;/title/community&quot;&gt;community&lt;/a&gt; now, and the noder population has settled down into a fairly committed group of talented writers that still welcomes new users.  E2 still provides that place for writers and would-be writers, a place to learn to write and write well. &lt;/p&gt;

&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>Old Southern Slang (personal)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper/writeups/Old+Southern+Slang"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper/writeups/Old+Southern+Slang</id><author><name>Wiccanpiper</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper</uri></author><published>2009-10-08T23:56:08Z</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:56:08Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Well, I had no idea this node existed on E2, but Iâve had a lot of fun reading the writeups.  I was born in the eastern part of Kentucky and grew up in the west, in a &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Morgantown%252C+Kentucky&quot;&gt;small town&lt;/a&gt; near the old &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Confederate+States+of+America&quot;&gt;Confederate&lt;/a&gt; capitol of Kentucky, &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Bowling+Green%252C+Kentucky&quot;&gt;Bowling Green&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Consequently, Iâve heard, and used, many of the sayings and slang in these writeups.  However, I remember some that my late mother said frequently, that I donât see anywhere here.  Now, Mamaâs people originated in England, &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Somerset&quot;&gt;Somerset&lt;/a&gt; to be exact, but they emigrated to America in the late 1500s and morphed into pure Kentucky stock.  Iâm not at all certain of the origin of these sayings, but I have heard some of them from others with whom I grew up.  Imagine most of these said in a slightly indignant tone of voice â¦ &lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;âYouâll shit if you eat regular, too!â&lt;/em&gt; -- This oneâs a little hard to explain.  Letâs say I had this conversation with Mama: &amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>August 16, 2009 (idea)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper/writeups/August+16%252C+2009"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper/writeups/August+16%252C+2009</id><author><name>Wiccanpiper</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper</uri></author><published>2009-08-16T17:33:35Z</published><updated>2009-08-16T17:33:35Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Well, silly me, I must be some kind of a &lt;a href=&quot;/title/dolt&quot;&gt;dolt&lt;/a&gt;.  You see, when Barack Obama was elected, I thought perhaps weâd emerged from our &lt;a href=&quot;/title/George+W.+Bush&quot;&gt;long nightmare&lt;/a&gt;, and that reason and civility might return to the public discourse.  I hoped I might be able to cease apologizing for being an American, and that my country and government and fellow citizens might no longer be the laughing stock of the known universe. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;What was I thinking?  For example, the recent debates over health care reform have proven me wrong, so wrong.  That alone would be enough to dash my hopes, but thereâs something else (and Iâm not referring to âDonât Cry for Me, Argentinaâ Gov. Mark Sanford).  &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Iâm talking about the so-called âBirther Movementâ.  You know, the wingnuts that are convinced that President Obama wasnât born in the United States, but in Kenya, and is therefore disqualified from the Presidency.  At last count, 53% of voters in&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>Children of the Corny 5: 5'll get you 10! (event)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper/writeups/Children+of+the+Corny+5%253A+5%2527ll+get+you+10%2521"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper/writeups/Children+of+the+Corny+5%253A+5%2527ll+get+you+10%2521</id><author><name>Wiccanpiper</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/Wiccanpiper</uri></author><published>2009-08-09T04:19:54Z</published><updated>2009-08-09T04:19:54Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Much like E2âs beloved , we also seem to have a &lt;a href=&quot;/title/HOT+DAMN+6%2521+Westward+HO&quot;&gt;blind spot&lt;/a&gt; when it comes to &lt;a href=&quot;/title/E2+Gatherings&quot;&gt;nodermeets&lt;/a&gt;.  So come join us again in beautiful downtown &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Heyworth%252C+Illinois&quot;&gt;Heyworth&lt;/a&gt; for . . . &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Children of the Corny &lt;big&gt;5&lt;/big&gt;: 5âll get you 10!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;See, even though the dates arenât exactly correct, weâre celebrating the &lt;strong&gt;5th&lt;/strong&gt; anniversary of our &lt;a href=&quot;/title/the+horror+of+Gay+Marriage%2521&quot;&gt;marriage&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Toronto&quot;&gt;Toronto&lt;/a&gt; (2003) and the &lt;strong&gt;10th&lt;/strong&gt; anniversary of moving into our house here (1999). &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;Not only that -- let's work in &lt;strong&gt;E2's Tenth Anniversary&lt;/strong&gt; as well! &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 

&lt;p&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;And more -- October 17th is the 20th anniversary of the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Loma+Prieta+Earthquake&quot;&gt;Loma Prieta Earthquake&lt;/a&gt;, which I remember well! &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 

&lt;p&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;So ... we want to celebrate&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&amp;hellip;</content>
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