Just a little bogged down in work. LOL! What have you been up tp Mizz Kimmers?

y'all

How about howler starts this one?

The moon was bright and in its full Bloom.

gosh, this is a Lunar Eclipse forming. It's supposed to be exact about 4am, maybe I'll stay up all night to watch it.

The strange if not bizarre happenings Like artic Owls migrateing to the southern climbs.
And plastic,Fake human Repug candidates winning Florida primaries.




(Hey Kimmers Where are you now!?)

to bring reason to mankind and especially the GOP.

How methodically she twisted her neck feathers, how laser-like her piercing gaze..

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and as she sat at it she began to weave. She began to weave pictures of the story of an snowy owl flying over the isle of Crete looking for an unusually pure black- black as ebony- sheep. A sheep whose wool glistened in the moonlight almost ........

Black obsidian mixed in with the ebony! The sheep had red glowing eyes and the presense of a much older and primal soul with an insect hive like mind set.

it would only need to swoop down and grab a beak's worth and fly off with it back back back......

There, it fit perfectly. Mama owl was about to raise a very special few owlets; one's with very special abilities...
They were called "Howler Owls" or "Howls" for short. They had very strange colorings and markings.

smaller.

And an unfortunate penchant for passing the Most god Awful smelly gas.

They seemed to grow...

From what?

The dander in the Ebony Sheep's wool.

Cmon!

held their little winglets up to their face as a shield against these Dandy Farts!

They gasped and gasped, they did!

One of them, the leader, noticed that their very odiferous(sp?) brother DID have a warning system though!

Thankfully, so thankfully, the stinky one turned a vomit-worthy shade of baby-shit green just BEFORE the air became so "God-Awful Rank!"

That was when they were able to move across the interior of the nest..scooting about like a chang gang to free themselves from the stench, if only for a few seconds.

I can't see!!!!1 I'm laughing so hard!!!!1 The tears are blurring my sight!!!!! Kimmers You are KILLIN mE!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

and thought to themselves, wait, is this the set of Harry Potter????

"Where's my Agent!"... cried the stinky one...the others were clear across creation.



( Thanks Howler!)

Fresh air. Stinky looked around and saw he was all ALONE..............

Pulitzer Worthy Kimmerspixelated!

Like the uplifted hand blocking Michelangelo's work on the Fountain of Trevi, it shield all from malodorous wafts of Howl prey

Artistc wind breakers!!!!! HHHHHHOOOOOWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLL!

and artistic wingspans, and visions of Tevi, Stinky The Owl, got an idea,
and it was a DANDY!

to her clutch to allow them to physically grow, but now she needed to supply to them the means for them to progress. The desire and the ability to fly.......

So with a gleam in the wide and unblinking eyes,

she flew towards The Caspian Sea looking all along the way for

The caspain sea gave way to land and..............

dragonfly just emerged from it's final molt (on a black glistening with quartz boulder), all glossy and scarlet wings still soft- still unable to fly-

Beyond a shadow of a doubt that this was the sign she had been waiting for !!!!

Hey I like that Rick! Dandy farts!!!!!

disintegrate quickly. lol

Well at least we got it out of our system early1!! LOL!

Now that she was away from the nest, she could breathe again! But it was for certain, and with great trembling fear that she began to realize that in fact, the Artic Snowy Owls were migrating with a definite purpose, and a most divine one at that. Although she felt hopeful, she was also chilled, as if seeing a ghost or ghosts for the first time. She also realized that it was her beloved, Stinky, that seemed to have an interesting connection. He neither stank or turned colors before those white snowies came on the scene. She wished to find her friend, Stella, the Oracle. She'd know. She always knew what was really happening in the world of unseen possibly cosmic happenings.

She stopped to rest on a most delightfully convenient oak tree limb and wondered if she remembered how to call on Stella, if she had the correct pitch to summon.

To screech her heart out a vision of Athena the goddess appears and .........

south-westward... and turning her head in that direction she sees Stella..

"Yayuhhhhhh? CAN I HEPP YA? EHHHHH? Wassagoing on y'all?, Ehhhhhhhhh?"

how Stella blew most everyone away with that thick Texas accent!

indeed Stella was pointing Southwestward towards Texas.

head over dat dere mountain range, the one where the cloud is now shaped like a rockin chair with one bad arm, I think dat'll
take ya right were youza needin to go! But you better start da high-tailin it! A storm's a brewin!

Texan/Maine accent! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

But she was laughing so hard, she almost forgot her quest!

And really, it was so GOOD to see Stella! She looked a little different. Just what had changed about her appearance?..

What she had changed is that she stopped dying her hair and lost 50 pounds!

Nevertheless,

"Where's my ball!? Who's seen my crystal ball?!"

And its irridesant wings started to expand and change shape into a round and clear crystal ball which happened to light on Stellas out streached hand.

And there was a vision:...words making letters..a,p,p,l,e...

"What? Are you hungry? Shoot, I can see an apple orchard from here.. I'll be back soon!"

"No, wait," Stella said, "...apples..you need to feed Stinky Apples instead of baaannes!"

Plus you will find the next sign from the universe as to what to do next.

Stella closed her eyes and paused, lifting one foot....I am feelin a mighty powerful energetic implosion within the force. ..And I'm pickin up a whole lot more than just diet-terry directions for your smelly boy!

Just then several falling stars seemed to graze the full and amber moon.

Stella smiled, "Did you see dat?"

"Yeah", Stinky's Mom said, realizing that Stella still had her eyes closed.

There was an immediate thought of mouse swooping and such,as she was powerfully hungry, but she couldn't leave Stella's side..not when it seemed like a message of importance was about to come from Stella's..
heart!

A very tiny sound was heard that said, "Luke, follow the force!"

You need to know the best and worst parts of you!

"You crazy!"

"As a matter of fact, I am a little crazy"....HEHEHEHH...."Okay take a deep breath...LISTEN!"

You have to know and understand your inherited Strengths and weakness's! The virtues you have been born with are your weakness's the Frailties and vices which are your lot in life are where you're true strenghs are.

Stinky's Mom received Stella's genius message, and nearly fell off the perch. It was as if a wall of electricity had tickled her all at once, which..made her remember the time... she in fact got blasted from Hank Pishpaws farm electric lines. Ooh, buddy that was a night, let me tell you!

stopped. ...or maybe it was just a meditative stillness for certain, but it alarmed Stinky's Mom!

"Stella! Stella!"

...nothing

What to do? What to Do? She had summoned Stella to find out the meaning of The Snowy Owls, and now she needed to summon someone else, to revive Stella!

Or maybe she was just Pining??

Oh MY God, What to Do!?

Stella wobbled in her perch, she could not control her tiny oracle body!

Stinky's mom thought......Stinky's weakness is his strength I wonder if Stinky's gases could revive the ole oracle.

Maybe the Gas is stinky's Virtue Which would make it his weakness , and Stinkey could use his voice (The decidedly weaker half) Which would make it his true strength and Sing Stella back.

inside Stinky's Mom's head, much like a beebee in a boxcar, until she made the decision to use a bit of both, which really actually produced a third option. Sometimes one must make concessions.

Flying back to the nest she spied her wonderful Babes, including the aromatic boy she'd come to clutch.

"Mom?"

"Hello, Stinky!" she gasped!

The others crowded in.

"I need to take one of you with me. It's important."

"Pick me, pick me!"

" Oh, I'm sorry, sweetums! I need to take Stinky. He's got something that will be useful to help a friend in need."

And off they flew.

Secretly, the others were glad. At least now they could breathe!

Just inside the outer branch where Stella still remained in her trance, Stinky, much like a toddler, waddled in a little closer.

" That's it.. over here.."

" What's wrong with her. Is this your friend?"

" Yes, baby.. Listen carefully..Now I've heard you sing, and I've heard you, you know.."

"Heehee!"

"But I need you to use your little talents together to help my poor Stella!"

Stinky got a strange look on his face and scratched his head with his wing..

" Do you mean you want me to.."

" Yes, go ahead.. just as loud as you can..it's alright."
" Okay", Stinky said shyly.

"..Da da da da dump poot poot poot poot Da da da dump poot poot poot poot,"

Over and over again, until Stella fell into a trance of a waltzer. Waltz, waltz, waltz!

"Oh" Stella lit up, very much alive and well, " What is..."

just like everyone else Stella would be gasping for air, all the while screwing up her beak in the kind of panic of disgust, and frankly laughing her little oracle butt off.

She DID keep waltzing , while Stinky gazed in complete awe, but Stella began to scratch and scratch and scratch! Something..Something was underneath her wing!

Stinky's Mom flew over next to her boy and put her wing on his shoulder.

Stella picked at her underwing, when out came

A TINY CHINESE ELF!

Yes, it was a tiny chinese elf!

And the ears, very Spock-ish.. Oddly, Green didn't pierce my vision. But that doesn't mean he or she can't be green. It's your story, too...maestro!

it was open to the middle of the book, which was well worn. The whole book was blank, except in the beginning there was
a stamp that read, "This book belongs to: ____________". The letters were so vague and faded, it was impossible to read, all he could make out was "A _ _ T _ E _".

He wondered what that meant and who it really belonged to?!

He'd squint this way and that, with no luck at all......all the while Stella wondered, WTF, but Stinky, ever handy, bomb-boy..sashayed over and snatched the moist book from the elf, and began to read aloud...

why everyone was so angry at me. I had done the same thing many times before..."

I'd never seen such anger..and at the same weird juncture.." Stinky noticed that juncture was misspelled.(.it was junktyer)

"I just don't give a shit anymore!" "I can't take it!" Then she pulled out a Colt-45 and headed downtown...

quipped Stella, taking a seat on the branch, the crowded branch, as she gleefully dangled her legs. Stinky's mouth dropped open..

" I thought we were going to find out about the Snowy Owls?"

" Owls Schmowls! Take a load off sister!"

Sounds like Chiron!?

My weaknesses are in my smaller toes.