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Trifecta: Death Takes A Holiday – Part 2


Today’s Music: Cutting Crew – I Just Died In Your Arms Tonight
Note On Today’s Music: Hey, if you’re gonna go with a cheesy story, you should have a cheesy song to match…

This is not a link back to Reapers With Issues, or the accompanying limerick.
No, this is a completely different link!

This week, the finely fettled folks at Trifecta picked the third definition of the word Death
(3 capitalized : the destroyer of life represented usually as a skeleton with a scythe).

And to make it even M O R E, this also links up with the gloriously fabulous AccordingToMags (Part 1), and the fabulously glorious OldDogNewTits (Part 3) for parts one and three.
Each stands well alone, all three fit well together. (like a trifecta!)(see what I did there?)(hehehe)

So start there, come here, then finish off the triad, as Death takes a holiday! (Or at least tries to…)

Death Takes A Holiday – Part 2

The tall gaunt figure strode across the beach, pale skin reflecting more than his garish teal and orange shorts. Others pulled back, clearing a path for him and his companions to the beachfront.
One companion followed, carrying a large cooler. He showed no discomfort under his robe, snapping gum excitedly with each step. The other companion lagged, his overweight body sweating profusely in the sun.
“Here” boomed the leader, pointing a bony finger.
“You got it Boss”, said the second, snapping his gum.
The first sighed. “It’s our day off, Nausea. No need to call me Boss.”
“Sorry boss”, said Nausea, settling the cooler.

“I got it!” shouted the third. “’I got the motive which is money, and the body which is dead!’ Bet you don’t know that one”.
The gaunt one smiled, a ghastly display of moldy recessed teeth. “In The Heat Of The Night.” He chuckled, a cavernous echoing sound. “Good try, George.”
George laughed. “I’ll stump you one day.”

The cadaverous fellow grinned, pulling out stacks of wood. He twisted and bent, unfolding them against their hinges to form three beautiful Adirondack chairs, which he and his companions fell into with sighs.
“You make these, boss?” asked Nausea, gum snapping.
”Well, carpentry is a hobby. It relieves stress.”
George said “You should see the stuff he made for my Accounting Office!”
They opened the cooler, enjoying cold drinks, snacks, conversation, until a scream disturbed them.

“Oh god!” shrieked a woman. “Harry! My god, he’s had a heart attack!” she wailed over the prone man beside her.
Nausea squinted at the vague outline of a spirit rising slowly. “No rest for guys like us, huh boss?” he asked, rising. His boss reached out, nudging Nausea into his chair. His other hand rose towards the spirit, clenched, and slammed down.
The spirit jerked back into its vessel. Harry coughed, sputtered, and sat up to stare at the trio.

The gaunt man settled in his chair, popping another beer.
“Death is off today.”

According To Guap


Today’s Music: KISS = I Wanna Rock N Roll All Night
Mel: What should I wear to a distillery?

Brain Tomahawk: Beer Goggles?

El Guapo: A bib

Mel: Thanks! I’m excited for the big 21 this year! Finally. I can drink!!
– Above taken from twitter conversations. At different times.

Have you ever seen such a happy couple?


Today is a big day. A special day. Yes, it’s a birthday-versary!
It’s the *mumblemumble*th anniversary of Melissa’s 21st birthday!

But what do you get the blogger who has everything? One with a successful loving husband who works to fill in gaps in her education and help shore up her geek cred. (Even if his sense of smell is lacking)
What do you get the woman who has two adorably cute children – ones that can play with each other while dressed as superheroes?

She’s a super hero too!


They’re both really very sweet. One of them will remember to say goodnight to the evil giant crab under the bed, while the other sends his Mom the sweetest text messages.

What do you get a woman who is creative enough to regularly enter Trifecta or 100 Word Song? Who is fearless enough to tell you things she is afraid to tell you?

Do you get her a trip to a city? Nah, she’s already done that.

…after that, the city was never the same…

Do you set her up a second blog? Nope, she’s got one of those too
(Before I tell you what you get an incredible blogger, a spectacular wife and mother, and a good friend, I just want to let you know that she does have a dark side as well.)

Obviously, you get her a blog post, and join a bunch of really cool bloggers simultaneously yelling out HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MEL!!!!
It’s a pleasure reading your posts, tweets and emails, and it’s an honor and a pleasure to know you. (And if you’re late getting to this post, I’ll know it was just a phone reception issue.)
Hope you and your family have a fantastic day in your honor, and many many days to come!

What?
You only heard me?
Oh…well how about we yell it out sequentially.
The birthday party continues at all the sites listed below.
Old Dog New Tits
KBar3 & Donna
My Blog Can Beat Up Your Blog
The Joy of Joe
Betty Rants, and the Raggs
Sandipaints
And finally, a delightful tribute from her husband.
Follow the party around the web!
And wish Melissa the happiest birthday ever! (until next year of course. 😉 )

Happy Birthday, ODNT!


Today’s Music: Rick Springrfield – Don’t Talk To Strangers
Note on Today’s Music: Because she really loves this stuff.
Another note: According to Mags did a great post(read as: saner and more coherent than mine) for the birthday girl. You should all check it out here.

I smell cake. Or is it cheese? CHEESECAKE!!!


You started your blog with a simple request,
About something you wanted to get off…on your chest.
You took us to meet the doctors who knew,
told us about a surgeon who made one out of two.
But then, something else came up.

With your usual wit and all of your humor
you told us that you had a tumor.
While you searched for the perfect breast answer,
It turned out that it wasn’t cancer.
And that was a great relief.

Since then, you showed us the meaning of chagrin.
Shared a letter to your bff,
Mr. Alec Baldwin.
Introduced us to Milo the cat,
Wrote some of this and some of that.
And the most embarrassing Disney story ever.

It’s almost a year since you set up online –
What a year, and how!
Told tales of naked mole rats
And you’ve got your own cow!
Which really only leaves me
One more thing to say:
To Old Dog New Tits,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

And many more wonderful years to follow.

While this ode in your honor
doesn’t come with cheese or a hamster,
In closing, there’s a question
for which we’d all like an answer…

saline or silicone?

Happiest of birthdays, Michele, and keep on rockin! I’ll keep following your story wherever you decide to take us!