..."they" largely being Cyne & Erika.

10:22 PM 4/13/08 · Wrote this for my Sister, a couple years back, after we finally got news that she had been proposed to.

Dearest little Sister,

If she's not shared this with you as yet, two weeks back I asked Mom when exactly you were going to call and tell us you were getting married...

...I may've used the word hitched but that's hardly as elegant I'm sure you will agree.

As I have little illusions on ever having children, I strangely feel a need to convey upon you some fatherly advice...or something. I'm sure our actual Dad will do the same in his time but I still would like to do this.

*ahem*

You came into this world quite tiny and over the years you have grown but fundamentally remained small. Yet you are a giant in your soul, your accomplishments, and capacity of being a human being. You are the best person I have ever known and most certainly my hero. Sometimes I find it hard to grasp all you have accomplished in such a short time and it is beyond my wildest imaginings, which with my imagination is pretty out there, what you may yet succeed to do in the years to come. You are about to take a really big step but as small as you are I'm sure your stride has grown more than large enough to handle it.

The foundation of marriage isn't what it used to be and who knows if even back in the day it was all that to begin with. However I expect yours to blow away even the heighest of ideals to be found in the most memorable of fairy tales. Should I be invited to the wedding, be bad after all this if I weren't, I can only speculate how it would be to witness.

I do have an educated guess handy.

To see you walk down the aisle and to the place you will take your vows...you will still be that child I met all those years ago. Coming back from there as you and your beloved walk out into your new life, you will finally and truly have become a man...

...oh, didn't I mention? Chances may be slim but I always figured I'd have a son.

It's bad luck to kill your brother before you're married!

love ya lady

It was written on my PDA in a rush, just kinda came to me the moment I got the confirmation. When she was in town I copied and pasted it to a word processor and printed it up for her.

Sis was blown away and happily tearful.

I have my moments.

Not entirely sure why but I've kept it on my PDA ever since. Suspect that when I get a new one I'll transfer it along with some other things.

7:31 PM 7/10/07 · I have, at numerous points in my life, passed notes with pretty girls. Oddly I never actually did this in school but I'm honestly not sure when the first time was. Definitely did it with a few dancers at BaGG, most significantly two. The first being Katleiah Veridian, who surprised me twice with amazing kisses, and the other was Cyne...and while we've been friends for years since that first note, there was initially a lil' bit o' friction because of it.

Randomly on impulse, at a TREX gathering, I passed a note to Erika and she was so blown away by it she not only has it to this day but she had it framed.

I've a way with words now and again.

Today's was not such an example but it did illcit a smile.

Spotted her at the bus stop and she was a peach, I'll give her that. On the bus she sat right across from me, I usually sit sideways to the driven direction, and I couldn't help but overhear her conversation; she was on her cell. I was already quite taken but that chat she was having gave up so much more about her. Could definitely tell that with different circumstance I could really like her.

Don't you say it!

Anyway, on sudden impulse I started looking through my bag for a pen (had blue) and something to write on (only had a flyer for some anime convention) and a quick skim through the chaos that is my brain on any given day. Went for very simple, exceptionally simple, straight and to the point. What I wrote was: you are adorable & you make me smile. have a nice day. What with one of my trademark smilies, the Mark of the Doppleganger, I filled the entire back with just that.

No phone number or email address.

The words were sufficient.

Had intended to give it to her as I got off the bus but it happened she was getting off at the stop before me. Got a raised eyebrow from the proferred note but she took it and proceeded on her way. Caught her reading it with a grin as the bus pulled away.

Truthfully, I might not've handed it to her were it not for the little fact she smiled at me. The chat she was having with whoever was on the other end was along the lines of a haircut she had just gotten. She had requested specifically to get something that made her look less straight. That got my attention and I looked right at her to size up her hairdo. She noticed and smiled back at me.

C'est la vie!

10:50 PM 5/9/06 · I never passed notes in school...which seems kinda funny to me because I really do love doing it. Hell, half the reason I goto convention setup meetings is to pass notes with Carrie and we carry on and giggle like little school girls in the process; there's a scary mental image! The thing of it is that most of our messages are exceedingly goofy. We've got a very demented rapport that works.

However, not all of my note passing is of a silly nature. I used to take them on an initially darker turn as a surprise factor; start in a bad place to make the good part all that much more special. Think one of the first times I did it was with Erika, who I knew through mutual friends amd Rocky Horror and TREX. At some pizza gathering I took a napkin and a pen and wrote her something that I believe started with something along the lines of her coming in there and coming across as a bitch...which is weird in itself as I really don't like using that word. It got better after that, very flattering, and it touched her deeply. I know this because she kept it all these years, we're talking plus a decade here, and she told me she even had it framed. Admittedly, on some level I think I may've had a fair amount of desire for her back then but nothing ever came of it because Fate, bastard that he is, arranged it so I didn't see much of Erika after that note.

She thought I'd up and died.

I wrote another such note, along a geeky bend, in Klingon. Went through a stretch where I'd write up things in some dorky font or other and then give the person it was intended for a code key for it. Did this to Debbie early in our relationship, this being the greatest love of my life to date, and she told me she almost gave up when she saw the despair and doubt I had about how things were going between us. Apparently she had stopped translating 3 different times because it was too much (thing was about 3 pages in a normal font size). Fortunately she eventually finished it and it struck her so that the next time I saw her she through me down and ravaged me (not too unusual as we ravaged each other pretty much every hour of everyday but that was a very special ravaging) and said I made her happier than anyone ever had in her entire life.

Have always loved to end things with a special flourish.

The reason this has been on my mind was because a couple days back I wrote some advice for someone on my friendslist, one of the dancers at BAGG, and a former dancer of that club really liked that advice and she gave quite the commentary on it. Cyne was in the 2nd generation of dancers at that club and it was because of a note we became good friends. With the 1st generation, seeing as it was far too loud in the club to hold a decent conversation, I opted for notes on the back of flyers to chat it up with one of the dancers, the hottest and best they had at the time was Katlieah Veridian. She took to it fast and it was fun. When she left with the 1st wave I tried to continue it with the next and Cyne really kinda struck a chord with me. Sadly, she didn't take the first note very well...it was very brief and complimentary but she thought I was trying to pick her up...which I don't know if that would've been a bad thing but that wasn't what I'd been going for. I wrote her a followup immediately setting her straight on that, she was very pissed, and figured I'd give her some distance from there...when she kinda snuck up on me and passed me a note.

Funny old world.

She mentioned that 1st note in her comment from the other day...and the fact that she still has it which I was completely stunned by. We were good friends right after that night, way back when, and even dated the same girl at the same time; very conspiracy like as we traded notes and strategies about her. I never once flirted with her and I let her vent and tried to help her out with whatever issues came up in her life; I've long been the drama sponge for all of the people I know. Constantly amusing to me is the fact I never seriously flirted with her until she left the state. Not exactly sure where she is now, though I've got a rough idea, but I know she's somewhere close to Atlanta...

...which ironically is where Erika lives. Actually Kristen too but I've never passed notes with her...hours upon hours of mutual sockpuppet play notwithstanding.

In yet another case of Small World Syndrome, having two friends of mine from my neck of the woods who have just happened to be geographically close together on the other side of the country is just too priceless. Come to think of it, there's a slim chance they might know each other. I know that Cyne was aware of Missy and I know that Erika knew her too; both kinda hated her. Hell, maybe this post can help them hookup and they can be buds.

Although, I suspect if Cyne gets a good look at Kristen she's going to want to kidnap her. Best to keep them far apart...my favorite lil sockpuppetteer is hitched after all.