Thunder and Firecrackers

Pic from ~ villainouscompany.com ~

Fireworks yowls! My exceptionally lovely Felines... yep, the tame prairie is lit up with firecrackers in about every direction... background lightning is also flashing on and off... and the thunder is making its presence known with an almost steady growl... howls of weirdness out there... it’s been icky muggy out there for most of the day... and it FEELS like things are about to fly apart faster, louder... the end of an age is going out with BANGS not whimpers... with thunder and firecrackers...

Yep, the cessation of the festivities. The rain is here.
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Authoress news and mews ~

Featured at HAPPILY EVER AFTER and Lindsay Townsend’s THE PINK BLOG ~

Sunday, July 4, 2010

He Called It Macaroni
by Linda Banche

Yankee Doodle went to town,
A-Riding on a pony;
Stuck a feather in his cap,
And called it macaroni.
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~ from the Flash Cat...

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 553 ~

Sylva gave into her weariness. Unmoving, she recalled the delicious and ferocious passion between her and Zeke. She might as well savor now for all she was worth. Really, who knew what the future brought? Even if she had peaks into the future via her psychic abilities, those were windows or knowings about events, not a lifetime. Lifetime. Lives were radically different here in some ways. She sensed it, and witnessed in the behavior of the individuals she met. In Zeke. Life was based on longevity... the steady flame of a candle... not the sudden dousing of the candle’s flame.

Zeke gripped the butt of his colt. Something felt off. His spine buzzed as if a rattler coiled around it. “Son.” His father met him outside the view room. “We got a major problem about to explode. The submersible is waiting and ready to go. I’ll explain on the way.” Halting, Zeke felt his inside rattler coil in the pit of his stomach. “BP,” he uttered. A split second later, his dad nodded. “Yup.” They both charged for the submersible’s docking area, their boots ringing on the corridor. Ahead of them, the six frogmen, as they were known, filed aboard.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 552 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies... or the Passionate Ink forum, the FREE READS page ~ passionateink.org/forum ~ OR! Now available on The Romance Studio Forum, JANUARY 2009 through MARCH 2010 flashes ~ theromancestudio.com ~ Click on the FORUMS, then Savanna Kougar ~ the Fantasy Lair ~
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Note: Steve Quayle is a regular guest on Coast to Coast am, and is a known expert in the area of survival. The Kougaress went to his site today looking for something else and found this.

From SteveQuayle.com ~

Criteria for Decision to Move if Possible from affected Gulf Coast Areas:

1) Presence of Military increasing Daily. 2) Massive Reports of Respiratory and other Illnesses--Hospitals filling up rapidly. 3) Hurricanes with sustained winds moving into gulf. 4) Credit Cards being Cancelled regionally. 5) Regional and or National Internet Outages. 6) Highway Barriers going up on Freeway Entry and Exit Ramps overnight. 7) Military Transport Planes Landing in Numbers at Regional and smaller Gulf Coast Airports. 8) Watching the Body Language and actions of the Local Law Enforcement Officers. 9) Bubbling ocean waters increasing as the Methane Hydrate goes from solid state to gaseous state. 10) Massive increase in Lightning Storms and unusual Animal Behavior. 11) Suspension of all Leaves and Vacations of Emergency Personnel. 12) Expanding no Boating and Fishing Zone. 13) Shortages of Fuel and Food and availability of critical supplies increasingly being reported.
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"Educate and inform the whole mass of the people... They are the only sure reliance for the preservation of our liberty."

—Thomas Jefferson
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~ HAPPY LAZY HAZY SUMMER DAYS ~

Wish Upon on a Blue Moon New Year...
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Thunder and Firecracker smooches from the Kougar...