Welcome to my new blog home! Don’t I look lovely here? All tanned and thin in my white lace panties. Go figure. I never knew how much difference good lighting could make ;)
To christen my blog in some way I thought I’d play a bit of blog tag. The rules are simple. I am going to tag five people (Arafin, Dee, Lubyanka, Nigel, and Tom) and pose an age old question. They in turn will answer, then tag three-five people to answer the same question. Those people will carry on the process.
Now. For the question. Drum roll please…….
A magic genie appears before you (feel free to describe him/her if you wish ;) and offers you three wishes. There are two stipulations – you may not wish for more wishes and the wishes may not be used for altruistic purposes. What would you wish for?
(Please don’t climb on the “I should be allowed to use my wishes for altruistic purposes” train. This is just for fun so indulge!)
No related posts.
Can I wish that you’d stop moving your damned blog around? I can’t manage the feeds fast enough!
Seriously, I managed to find the feed for your articles; do you have an RSS feed for your Comments? I generally read the blogs with a (wait for it… wait for it…) blog reader, instead of going directly. Blogger and Wordpress make them easy to find.
BTW, this is a nice template. Do you know what software you’re using for this?
I move just so I can get attention from you, Tom ;)
The template for this came from: http://topwpthemes.com/
The software is a part of my website hosting company: http://www.godaddy.com
I don’t know yet how to turn on the RSS for comments but I have a guru. I’ll get back to you about that.
The beach is of perfect white sand, the waves of turquoise blue, and the air is as soft and sweet as honeydew. The only sound usually here would be that of gentle wave and sighing wind, but the ten story genie’s voice is rather loud. Charming, but loud. She is something to write home about, this girl. Man, could she ever kick the stuffing outta Hillary! And beautiful! OMG! Long blonde hair, (at least twenty feet), light blue eyes, (about sixteen inches in diameter), luscious full lips, (a kiss from these might prove dangerous), and legs, (well, you get the picture). Perfect body, and she gives a whole new meaning to “big boned woman”.
(I just had to rub that bottle I found, didn’t I?)
She informs me that I have three wishes that must be used only for myself and not for altruistic purposes. The vibration from her speech shakes the sand beneath my feet like popcorn on a stove. I would like to try to talk this genie into some altruistic stuff, but then think better of it. The fate of Gulliver in Brobdingmag comes to mind.
She scrutinizes me with her enormous eyes as might an eagle scrutinize a mouse.
“For my first wish, Your Gorgeous Enormity, I choose to have perfect eyesight in both eyes which will not deteriorate as long as I live.” (I currently have eyesight which Mr. MaGoo would scoff at.)
“For my second wish, Oh Most Irresistible Giantess, I choose perfect health of body for the rest of my days.”
She cocks her head to one side and squints a bit as if trying to hear my flea-like voice. Or is she getting ready to step on me?
I hesitate, then, ….. “For my third and final wish, Your Delectable Hugeness, I choose to be able to travel throughout the galaxy and explore new worlds and meet new peoples.”
Silence. Even the waves and wind seem to hush as the magic within the massive genie builds.
She raises her right hand high above her head, perhaps some three hundred feet towards the heavens, outstretches her index finger like a pillar of diamond resoluteness, and then brings it hurtling downwards straight towards my waiting head.
I gaze up terrified, certain that I am about to be smashed beyond all recognition.
But then, just as that mighty fingertip nears my face, it stops, and from it issues forth a tiny sparkle of brilliant blue light. The light shoots into me in a most electrifying manner and I am filled with a sensation of weightless euphoria.
“There, it is done!”, she smiles. Your three wishes are granted.
I look up as she flies away beyond the clouds high above, free at last from the likes of little humans like me. I walk up off the beach towards my bungalow, amazed and delighted to be able to see everything so clearly, at least with one eye. With my other eye I seem to be able to detect infrared, ultraviolet, and various radio bands. Curious.
I feel like I’m twenty again. Not an ache or pain in my body and my lungs as clear as a bell.
I climb the steps to the little shack and walk to the mirror.
I stare dumbfounded.
The genie has kept her promise alright and granted me my three wishes.
My eyesight it perfect, better in fact than any human’s. My health is without peer. And, as the titanic cube descends towards the beach, no doubt alerted to my presence by the genie, I look at my reflection with a wry smile. I am Borg.
I move just so I can get attention from you, Tom ;)
If I only had a dollar for every time I heard that. Except they usually say they move because they get attention from me…
BTW, nice picture of Sue Pants up in the header. When did she get a piercing?
I’ll get to the wishes thing as soon as I finish a few other projects, including an overdue comment on the “just friends” post.
Arafin – you are amazing! I loved your Genie story :) You’re too funny.
I’ll get to the wishes thing as soon as I finish a few other projects, including an overdue comment on the “just friends” post.
I was wondering at your silence on that one. I look forward to reading your thoughts.
“Don’t I look lovely here? All tanned and thin in my white lace panties. Go figure. I never knew how much difference good lighting could make ;)”
You look MAHVELOUS! The whole place lights up with you in it.
Sue pants got a piercing?
That girl is way too sexy!
Wishes:
1) That the house was sorted out enough to be able to pursue the adoption again
2) That we got approved to adopt and were given a mixed sex sibling group, one 0-2 and one 0-4
3) That we had enough money to live comfortably and not worry about things like dare we put the heating on etc
Tanned and thin? What about those of us who think a few curves are very lovely indeed? Either way, it is lovely to see you as always. You are a lovely woman.
I know you were teasing about the above photo being you because you are fiercely protective of your privacy. Even though we haven’t seen you, we don’t need to in order to know that you are one of the sexiest, most attractive women ever.
My sister is very pretty but for some reason she has no self-confidence. She dresses in a way to discourage attention and she never looks men in the eye except relatives. I often wish I could introduce her to you because I think she could learn a lot from you. Have you ever thought of writing a more vanilla blog for women?
You guys are too funny. I will cop to one piercing and 2 tats. It helps offset my sensible soccer mom haircut:)
BW, I hope all your wishes come true very soon.
Mark – thank you so much. Plenty of curves here – no worries :)
Davis – I think about writing a lot of different things, but unfortunately there is only so much time during the day. I do hope your sister finds her confidence. If she is as nice as you, she’s a wonderful person.
In my usual way that I have of usually waying about the place, I’d like to dispute the existence of altruism. I don’t know a single person who does anything which has zero benefit to them. Even if a person thinks they’re doing something solely for somebody else’s benefit, that does not exclude the possibility of a feel-good or good-will benefit for the person doing it.
World peace would benefit me, benefitting somebody else would benefit me in a feel-good way as well as in creating or maintaining goodwill between myself and the other person, so I cannot think of a single wish which would actually qualify as altruistic. Therefore, I consider all possible wishes fair game.
Also, I don’t feel comfortable tagging anybody else. Although I freely chose to respond to your tag, I would rather not have anybody else feel under pressure to respond or not based on me tagging them.
With one exception…
Lady Julia - Tag, you’re it! :)
So, having got all that out of the road…
Hello magic genie, nice to meet you. Thank you for offering me three wishes. Hey, have you done something new with your hair? You look great!
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Why thank you, yes, I have eaten today. Have you?
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Ok, right, genies don’t eat. Fair enough. If I said I thought that was a shame, would that cancel your wish offer? :p
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Don’t I know it! Please don’t get me started on parents-in-law! I feel your pain.
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Well, the only thing I can recommend is to try to stay out of their company.
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Not at all, it was my pleasure. :)
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Ah yes, the wishes? Right, thank you, I’d almost forgotten, hang on a sec…
I wish I were able to have completely clear, organised, specific knowledge of exactly what I need to do and how to do it in order to achieve all of my past, current, and future goals.
I wish I could comfortably live long enough to fulfill my every potential, goal, and dream.
I wish that everybody (and I do mean everybody) considered all transgressing behaviour (including the tiniest transgressions and those which they may personally dispute as transgressing) to be as vitally important as their most severe examples of transgressions.
Julia…you look lovely with your sexy spirit no matter where you are! ~~Dee
Thank you, Dee. Right back at you :)
Lubyanka,
My three wishes…
1. I wish I could undo a hurt that I caused.
2….
You know, it’s more difficult than I thought it would be…. I guess I’ll go with really far out there wishes since I’m wishing.
2. I wish I could close my eyes and think myself specific places and *poof*! There I would be.
3. I wish I when I visualized fantasies they would come true for as long as I wanted in the way that I wanted.