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November 10th. Shouldnt Our Maj Queen Tinuviel, Eru' Bless Her Nose, be in Scotshobbitland, on her search for buckie by now?

Maybe we haven't heard from her becuase she has found some

40 years ago yesterday.

http://www.foxnews.com/science/2015/11/10/legend-lives-on-40-years-later-sinking-edmund-fitzgerald-great-lakes-mystery.html

That song always gives me a lump in my throat, and sometimes watery eyes. Damn you, Gordon.

It is a fantastic and moving song.  Hearing it on the radio when it's dark out makes it even moreso.  I didn't know it was the anniversary though, thanks for posting that bungo.

'Anyway, the main difficulty after introductions was avoiding that dynamic that can happen with groups of strangers where most people's first instinct is to agree with whoever is talking.
This really keeps the group from accomplishing much of anything. Only the most basic and obvious choices are made, and all it takes to wrap up discussion is one person saying "everything is covered" or that they have no objections to anything.
It's a strange thing, how groups can work like that. If we compared the small group to how the human brain works, then awkward unproductive meetings are like someone trying to buy a new car or shop at a bookstore while recovering from nitrous oxide. You're just kind of dumbed-down, honestly. Your brain is so busy trying to work out your relation to these other people that you aren't able to contribute the good ideas you have and listen to other people instead. You give up some of your individuality, including your individual preference, in an ultimately unsatisfying trade for group identity that doesn't work out in the long run.'
-Forest, last fall.

I was looking back through an old thread and wow! I must be tired or something as this is it is coming across as rather profound. 

azriel wrote:

Mine is Bubbles Pointytoes  Not a bad guess, especially the "bubbles" bit................

I'm Perky Superplum.. Whatever that means

Puddin Plum-Pants

Cookie Floppy-feet.

the fuck.

Much rather be Elvis McJingles.

Puddin' Sparkly-toes!!!!!! I hate xmas!!

Nipper Plum-Pants here may want to nick that snow picture as well.

Puddin Angel Pants?

Well there was bound to be one name that fitted!!

imagine being called Squeezy Monkey Buns?

Sunny McJingles! 

A puggle is what you call a baby Echidna. The Echidna and Platypus are the only Australian marsupials that lay eggs, rather than produce live young. The Echidna lays an egg that is then incubated in the pouch, which is like a fold of skin over the abdomen area; it is closed with contracting muscles.