___\/__ HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO ALL AWADERS ! __\/__

A year ago, September The Third Two thousand Ought One, a man of modesty and near perfect manners came to this board.
In time we all came to know and consider this man as "The Milum".

Congratulations Awaders, and if you like, at 7:48 08 PM CST (the time of milum's first log in.) you can turn and face the Great State of Alabama, give a brief salute, and lower your head and mumble a few words in the direction of milum. I feel sure that he would be very much obliged.

A milum-post!

A real milum-stone!

"Sweet Home Alabama,
Where the skies are blue.."

--Lynyrd Skynyrd

a year? its seems like you have always been here! you're a natural fit! glad you're here, hope you stay for many a year!

Full of typical humilumty.

In elementary school, the kids like taking people's names and assigning qualities to each letter in a name.

In celebration of milum's Sept. 3rd anniversay, what follows is along the lines of what the kids do, only with three characteristics per letter with a nod to the importance of the number 3.


To: milum



M is for Moseying, Madhatterish Man of Letters

I is for Ill-diguised, Igneous Id

L is for L ackadaisical, Learned Last laugh

U is for Unexpected, Ubiquitous Ululations

M is for M oonstruck, Magical Mythomaniac

Now note, milum: I joined on September 30th, and I think it would be very nice if you did the same with Wordwind, but with 30 characteristics per letter, you know? With a nod to the 30th.

Bloviating regards,
WordWinded

Thank you all so much, all four of you, for your kind, carefully considered remarks. In this day and time it is a sad sad shame that I was enviornmentally reduced to soliciting your kind remarks. Tonight I feel like a ten dollar streetwalker, plying my trade to elicit the tiniest of compliments.

Earlier I was so proud to be one year pregnant with you wonderful exceptional people, but now, somehow, I feel like a two-dollar slut.

Tonight I feel like a ten dollar streetwalker...but now, somehow, I feel like a two-dollar slut.

My dear Mr M, you were already pretty good value for money - but if you're now becoming 80% cheaper in the time it takes to write a single post, I'd like to place an advance order for a milliard milos to be delivered in a couple of days time. By then I reckon you(s) will be paying me a very considerable sum, and I can retire off the proceeds. [rubs hands gleefully]

Ah, onliest thing is I'd need to support all those milos in the manner to which they're accustomed. Everybody would know on which continent the milotitude was located, as that continent would start sinking into the sea at an alarming rate. It would therefore be impossible for me to keep my purchase quiet and at some point evade my responsibilities.
No country would welcome me & my milos, so I would have to spend all my ill-gotten gains terraforming another planet and purchasing overpriced second-hand rockets to take us there.

Curses. Foiled again.

We give no quarter!

Hey, milum. If'n you think you're a two-dollar slut, then mebbe Faldage will lend you his red dress and feather boa! He's got fishnet stockin's, too.

Do you like sequins? Maybe you and Faldage can form a team, you know? You take the high road and he'll take the low road.... By the way, how's your balance on stilettos?

Broad regards,
WordWise

red dress and feather boa! He's got fishnet stockin's, too.

Thanks to you, Dub Dub', I now have the boa, but the fishnets and red dress, thanks to a few other people, who will remain nameless, are still on hold. Don't go promisin me fer nuthin I cain't make good on.

You must admit, Faldage, Misery loves company....

What are you and milum gonna have for yer theme song? "House of the Risin' Sun"? Or you have somethin' else in mind?

Cain't be the "House of the Rising Sun," Dub-Dub - the only apparel mentioned therein is "Mah Noo Bloo Jeans" sewed by his Mama.

(Or maybe your reference had more to do with the band traditionally associated with that ditty?)