Erin B.

Advanced age? Come on, Dan was born only two years before Moses.

Not boring and depressed, but safe and responsible...most of the time.

What do you think Dan, between the two of us, we can get everyone home? Crossing the Atlantic Ocean might be a little tricky though.

I don't drink either (except when wine is being served with dinner) and I CAN legally drive. I'll be the designated driver. Everyone can pile into my Element, which only has four seats.

Watching anybody slowly dying is hard enough. I had to go through it three times already. Both my dad's parents when I was ten and sixteen respectively and my mom's dad last year. My dad's dad died of cancer and my dad's mom had a stroke and never recovered. My mom's dad had been killing himself ever since I could remember with cigarettes and booze. Though it was hard to watch them die, especially my dad's mom (we were very close), I had to remember that they were all going to a better place and that they're suffering was finally over. I remember the good times and only the good times, and as long as I remember those who have passed on, I can pick up the pieces and move on with my life as they would have wanted me to. Suave, I know times are tough for you right now, but you can't think those thoughts. Nor should you neglect that letter. Call them, maybe you can work something out. Call your folks, maybe they can give some advice on how to handle this. I'm going through my own financial difficulty right now and I talked to my dad and we worked out a solution. Ignoring the problem won't solve it. So pull yourself up and try working on a solution instead of dwelling on the problem.

I haven't read much Marvel, so the clearest parallel I saw was to "The Most Dangerous Game", which I also read freshman year of high school and again in college when we discussed irony. My professor also compared Zarloff to Dracula, because the way Connell described Zarloff's appearance was very similar to how Stoker described Dracula's appearance. But there may have been other reasons for the comparison.

I had hoped that someone would bring it up, but I guess it is up to me. Did anyone ever read a short story called "The Most Dangerous Game" by Richard Connell. If you haven't here is a brief summary: A big game hunter named Rainsford is washed overboard in a storm and ends up on an island. There he meets a man called General Zarloff. Zarloff is always a big game hunter, but he has gotten bored with the average big game and has upgraded to hunting man. (Anybody picking up on what I am alluding to?) Zarloff makes Rainsford a wager: if Rainsford can avoid Zarloff for three days, Rainsford goes free. If not, well, it doesn't take much imagination. The plot of Bloodsport was clearly lifted off the pages of "The Most Dangerous Game". The Stalker=Zarloff, Terry=Rainsford. The reasoning: -Terry has Batman "hunts" the streets of Gotham looking for bad guys and throws them into jail. -The Stalker has come to the conclusion that the game he used to hunt is not enough of a challenge since he got his enhancements. Ergo he has moved to hunting man (re: Batman). Reason I brought this up in the first place: in one of my English classes the subject of literature's impact on the TV and movies was brought up and Bloodsport was one of the TV episodes discussed. Anyway, I felt the need to bring it up.

Maybe we should join forces and stage a massive lazy, jaded, indifferent, self-destructive coup, then divide the world amongst ourselves. Dibs on Europe!

My side is rather indifferent.

If Dubs's side is the winning side, I fear for humanity.

On what side of reality is Dubs considered normal?

By all means.

I'm very proud to be one of you. My friends think I'm such a prude about things. They just don't understand. I had one friend tell me that I'm such a nun. If that's the case, I'm a very dirty nun. It is quite nice to let lose and express my inner miscreant.

Degenerate is such a harsh word. I prefer miscreant. And that's Miss Creant to you lot.

You're now just figuring this out? Have you been living under a rock for the last few years?

I know what you mean. If it make you feel better, I haven't been on a date in five years. What does Pepe always say? Le sigh. Maybe I should start wearing my black bra under my white Captain America shirt again. .... On second thought, maybe not.

It's always done on purpose. It catches many a wandering eye. Trust me.

Then by all means look. The bra was invented for a reason.

You guys realize that tight fitted shirts with slogans are just a vast conspiracy by females so that you will look at our breast and therefore give us an excuse to yell at you (whether you have been caught by your girlfriend ogling at another woman's breasts or a complete stranger catching you checking out her breasts). You do know this right?

I just took my first name and my last initial like James did. Over the years, I have found that eventually people I communicate with over the internet invariable find out at least my first name, despite the screen name I use. So when I signed up for the forums, I decided to cut out to the chase and use my real name. Besides I am quite proud of my name. It gives people a clear indication of my heritage (as if my red hair was not clear enough). On the subject of parents giving names, my parents did not give me my name. The nurse in the delivery room did. My parents could not agree on a name up until the day I arrived and the moment the nurse saw the red fuzz on my head, she exclaimed "She's an Erin". My parents liked it and it stuck, but no one will know my middle name, unless you ask me nice and bribe me well.

Don't forget that there were other kinds of pirates besides buccaneers. There were the corsairs of the Mediterranean and the Eastern pirates of China and Japan, not to mention the lady pirates.

Smutty names are okay by me. I've got a wench named Ann Saucy (she's a cook and she's a saucy wench).

Ahoy mates, I am currently working on a rip-roaring, barnacle-busting, swashbuckling sea adventure and I find myself in need of some pirates. So I said to myself "Hey my mates at Earth-2 might be able to help me out". What I need are some pirate names. And what do you get in return? Well a dedication in my book (if I ever finish and publish it) and "your name" in print. Restrictions: The book takes place in the Golden Age of Piracy (think Captain Morgan, Captain Kidd, Blackbeard, etc.), so no space pirate names. We're talking cannons, pistols, and cutlass here. Otherwise, go on account (that's pirate slang for signing up) and set sail for places unknown. Hope you have fair winds and following seas, Erin B.

I'm speechless, just speechless.

Nope, can't see them either. The mountains kind of block the view.