[Bordermarch] News and some more excitement!

David Lathrop dblathrop at yahoo.com
Thu Sep 24 11:00:36 PDT 2009


OMG  Santiago where do you pull these from??  Never mind I don't want to know.

Your Baroness




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From: "Lathrop, Dave" <David.Lathrop at valero.com>
To: Barony Bordermarch <bordermarch at lists.ansteorra.org>
Sent: Wednesday, September 23, 2009 7:18:59 AM
Subject: Re: [Bordermarch] News and some more excitement!

Speaking of fetishes, did you know that the little thing that slides partially over the whistle-hole on a straight flute is called--you guessed it--a fetish!
It keeps the air directed towards the wedge that splits the air blown into the flute.
The basic principle behind and flute or whistle is based on the premise that the air flow must be split by a wedge in a straight flute, or in the case of a transverse flute, the air is split by the edge of the hole in the top of the flute; kind of like blowing air over the top of a bottle.
Some of the air is directed under the wedge into the flute itself to produce a primary tone. The holes are added to the flute to enable that primary tone to be altered.
Some of the air is directed over the top of the wedge to produce another sound.
Much time has been spent as to how humans first developed a flute. It is thought that perhaps a hollow branch was witnessed to produce a whistling noise when the wind blew just right.
A flute or whistle can be made from just about anything, even a simple peanut can be turned into a whistle or peanut flute once one understands the principle behind the whole thing.

It would be a interesting to see who could make a flute or whistle from some of the common items available to the pre-15th century person.
A chicken bone, a stick or reed, a dried out vegetable like a carrot, hardened leather, stone, metal, clam shell, glass, clay, some kind of legume, wood; I think that's all that was available back then.
If you can think of something else that could be used to make a really cool flute or whistle, let me know.

I do not have a shoe fetish! I own but one pair of rotted out sneakers that I cherish, and a pair of deck shoes that just happened to be in a yellow box when I purchased them.

When one mentions shoe fetishes, one must also speak the name of the beautiful Lady Cataline Dragomir. She cannot deny her love of all things shoey!

HE Santiago

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From: bordermarch-bounces+dave.lathrop=valero.com at lists.ansteorra.org [mailto:bordermarch-bounces+dave.lathrop=valero.com at lists.ansteorra.org] On Behalf Of David Lathrop
Sent: Tuesday, September 22, 2009 9:30 PM
To: Barony Bordermarch
Subject: Re: [Bordermarch] News and some more excitement!

His secret is out he has a shoe fetish!

Elisabeth




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From: Jayna Calhoun <jaynalynn64 at yahoo.com>
To: Barony Bordermarch <bordermarch at lists.ansteorra.org>
Sent: Tuesday, September 22, 2009 8:49:27 AM
Subject: Re: [Bordermarch] News and some more excitement!

Your Excellency Santiago I'm afraid the reason you tripped was not because the bottom of the shoes were tacky, but because you were wearing women's shoes.   Perhaps this is why your lovely Lady was crying?
 
Your humble servant,
Cataline Dragomir

--- On Mon, 9/21/09, Lathrop, Dave <David.Lathrop at valero.com> wrote:


From: Lathrop, Dave <David.Lathrop at valero.com>
Subject: [Bordermarch] News and some more excitement!
To: "Barony Bordermarch" <bordermarch at lists.ansteorra.org>
Date: Monday, September 21, 2009, 10:36 AM




Oh-oh oh OHHH!
Populace is this Thursday at Gander Mountain, which is located on the corner of Dowlen and this side of the Eastex Freeway.
Officer's meeting will precede the regular populace meeting by about half an hour, that means you officers should be there about a half hour early!
Maybe we'll turn this meeting into a pre-event meeting so we can catch up what's happening for BAM.

We had some food left over from last weekend's Defender of the Fort; we'll bring it to share with our friends. We had some grapes, but Lord Sasha ate most of them at the event.

Not this weekend, but next weekend is Three Queens in Tyler. We'll be going with plenty of bling and some good eats. We'll probably day-trip the event since it's only about three hours from the house. Of course we'll get lost, but that's to be expected.
We'd like to see Bordermarch make a statement at Three Queens with lots of Bordermarchers present. Let us know if you think you might like to join us for the event.

This has nothing to do with the above missive, but it is important.
De-udder-day HE Elisabeth and I were walking into Gander Mountain so's I could purchase an archery target. I need the target because my spy, The Seventh Hand of Kebol's Assassin's Guild, recently informed me that M'lord Carlos the Dominator, my arch nemesis, has passed from Kindergarten to the second stage of his assassin training. No doubt his focus is entirely centered upon my destruction only because momma Lady Colecte has made him eat some tainted vegetable like spinach from her "Garden of Death!"
I now fear that all of the quality time once spent with my dear Lady Elisabeth will be forfeit. I shall have to spend grueling hours on the archery range in preparation for the upcoming shoot-off between M'lord Carlos and myself.

My spy also sent word that M'lord Carlos was being taught a mantra by his momma, Lady Colecte.
M'lord Carlos was overheard repeating this mantra over and over again while spooning down a bowl of homemade pea soup:

Santiago is a dog-o who don't like baby deer!
Santiago is a dog-o with big belly full of beer!
Momma knows the dog-o, and help her little boy
Momma feed the dog-o big poison root Bok-Choy!

Santiago is a dog-o, he hide like sewer rat!
Santiago is a dog-o, can't hide cause dog-o fat!
Momma knows the dog-o, and help her little boy
Momma feed the dog-o big poison root Bok-Choy!

Santiago is a dog-o who calls Carlos little boy
Santiago is a dog-o cause he a little boy!
Momma knows the dog-o, and help her little boy
Momma feed the dog-o big poison root Bok-Choy!


While HE Elisabeth and I were walking into Gander Mountain, holding hands like a couple of young lovers, my foot caught on one of those asphalt speed traps in the parking lot. Of course I tripped and stumbled all over the place, looking not unlike a drunken fool!
Thank God I was holding Elisabeth's hand, she was my rock, and my anchor. Her steady grip never wavered while I was teetering on the edge death's precipice. The glue that binds our love for each other must have given her the strength to guide my spasmodic gyrations back into a state of normality.
When I was finally stabilized I felt safe enough to release Elisabeth's hand and wipe the sweat from my brow. I looked down at the asphalt speed bump that I just tripped over and realized it was only an inch tall!
I think it was the combination of the heat making the asphalt sticky and the Yellow Box shoes I was wearing. The soles of my Yellow Box shoes have an extra tacky grip that must have stuck to the melted asphalt.
I think Elisabeth was crying because tears were streaming down her cheeks. She never took credit for saving me from another fall, she just sobbed and sobbed.

HE Santiago





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