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Zelle compliments the mage on his musical accompaniment and learns his name is Sargent Howard - 'Sarge' for short. Naturally, the two of them want to examine each other's instruments. Sarge is astounded to find no controls on Zelle's harp that could account for its versatility of sound. Meanwhile, ...

Just finished re-reading for the I-really-don't-know-how-many-timeth and was (again) delightfully entertained. Well composed, artfully crafted and completely satisfactory, it was a wild ride with tight moments and great humor, deep insight and some lovely vignettes- your work is quite impressive. Th...

"Well- THAT's an unusual qualification for a pastry," Tina exclaimed, " ... hmm- the Old Sgt. here is partial to the apple fritters, and unless I miss my guess before he comes here, he USUALLY has just finished..." "Uh, YEA- " Greg interrupted, "... uh, th' fritter...

Somewhat stunned by this pronouncement, Greg finally commented- "Whal now... Ah do believe thass the FURS tahm ennybody's made THAT comment 'bout mah music..."

"Whal now," the old Sgt commented, "that there is 'bout as fine an ax as Ah've evah seen! Just a minute here... " he muttered as he listened to the melody long enough to catch the direction and progression- then he summoned his own wide-neck classical soft string guitar. To Zelle...

The old Sgt. waved his hand and suddenly the wall adjacent to Tina's coffee operation gained an extra 250 square feet- a lit Webber pot BBQ appeared with a table full of meats, vegetables and condiments. Two large pans of cornbread graced one end along with a large bowl of potato salad, an ice tub o...

"Freeflier, Wolf-who-Watches, welcome 'bord," Greg addressed the newcomers, "- Zelle, this p'ticular corner o' this p'ticular world, yew kin expect a whole lotta crazy but nuthin' harmful. We's all fans 'n' followers of a p'ticular storyteller who's currently busy with his next ... pr...

"Ma'am," the Old Sg. drawled, " I rekkon y'd call this th' 'Meetin' Hall'- now, as few gittin' back t' wherever home is, Ah s'pose y'd jus 'magin yer dest'nation and there y' are." He turned to Tina and asked, "Tina- y' rekkon th' Lady maht need sum r'freshment?" Tina ...

"Ma'am," the Old Sg. drawled, " I rekkon y'd call this th' 'Meetin' Hall'- now, as few gittin' back t' wherever home is, Ah s'pose y'd jus 'magin yer dest'nation and there y' are." He turned to Tina and asked, "Tina- y' rekkon th' Lady maht need sum r'freshment?" Tina e...

The difficulty lay in the fact that the Brillig keeps moving this time of year, as the Southern migration season approaches... . oh, what the Hell.. . The old Sgt. found himself once again in the dusty, ill-lit room for the never-ending twelve-step non-program of Wapsiholics anonymous. "???... ...

Opus the Poet wrote: ↑Tue Sep 13, 2022 11:14 am Well the title says it all, pretty much. How do we get to the meeting room at Tina's Mucho Mocha?

The Coffeehouse or the "Wapsiholics anonymous" room?

I had totally forgotten this remarkable piece of work- to the point of nail-biting at several critical points. VERT well-done!

"Indeed- now here, things are a bit... fuzzy ," Al commented while holding a sheaf of papers that Greg recognized as official Bureau reports, "Much of the original material is heavily redacted. Could you tell us why?" "Probably because it's fairly embarrassing." Greg ve...

Back from vacation, and loving this new installment! (Can't help but wonder how much of this is true... I seem to recall one of Al's stories beginning with something to the effect of "the following is all true, except for the parts that are not.") [Nitpick] "I am not surprised the y ...

jwhouk wrote: ↑Wed Aug 24, 2022 8:44 pm By the way:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARGE!

Thank you kindly, good Sir!

Linda Mullen heard the gunshots- so did her daughters. Steve had warned them all, "If you hear gunshots, do NOT come out to investigate- I will have it under control." So, she waited for her husband to return and explain what happened. And waited. And waited... Several guests dialed 911- a...

Warrl wrote: ↑Fri Aug 05, 2022 4:27 pm We knew Sarge is a hard-headed fellow...

At 180 meters, that is about what you would expect energy wise from a 9 mm. Conversely, what happened to Steve is about what you would expect from a .44 magnum at that range- mind you, PLACEMENT of either shot is a 'one in a million' bullseye...

The opening strains of the familiar song floated over the district, attesting to the native quiet of the land. Then came the lyrics- "He is now to be among you, at the calling of your hearts- rest assured this troubadour is acting on his part- the union of your spirits here has caused him to re...

Georgette noticed the fellow that Sarge, Al and Glytch were clustered around- an something about that fellow caught her attention. "Hey, cupcake," she asked Monica, "who is that feral fellow that Al, Greg and Glytch are chatting with?" Monica looked over at the crowd in question-...

Inside the boudoir of the Howard 'estate', Annie was trying to make heads or tails of the outside commotion. Brandi pulled out her phone and dialed Glytch. "Dearest, what's.... HUH?!? on WHOSE authority?!? ... that slimedog! ... is there adequate secur... huh... I see... WHAT?!? ...no way... 'w...