The Ramblings of Violet

*blog opens with a cloud of dust*

I've been away awhile...*cough* To recap, I sold off my Stormhold property and spent several months traveling. I did stop here and there in the Steamlands, but made the decision that I was not ready to settle in any one place just yet and continued my currently nomadic existence.

In other news, Phineas, is yet again missing. (probably not a surprise to anyone)  He seemed to go back to his old routine of going to pubs and passing out in strangers begonias, once he was returned by Uncle Theo after his New York misadventure, according to Aunt Juniper.  Then one morning, he simply did not turn up for the mid-morning (at this point) meal.  Or the next.

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You Are 4: The Individualist

You are sensitive and intuitive, with others and yourself. You are creative and dreamy... plus dramatic and unpredictable. You're emotionally honest, real, and easily hurt. Totally expressive, others always know exactly how you feel. At Your Best: You are inspired, artistic, and introspective. You know what you're thinking, and you can communicate it well. At Your Worst: You are melancholy, alienated, and withdrawn. Your Fixation: Envy Your Primary Fear: To have no identity Your Primary Desire: To find yourself Other Number 4's: Alanis Morisette, Johnny Depp, J.D. Salinger, Jim Morrison, and Anne Rice.

I'm really hoping the next temporary assignment does not include the common cold. *sneezes*

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What Is Your Battle Cry?

Rampaging along the freeway, clutching a meaty axe, cometh Violet Schnabel! And she gives a low bellow: "Brace yourself, oh human speck of dust! I sow darkness and discord like the world's mightiest bad-ass!!"

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The following conservation reveals the disturbing plans of one Phineas Matova:


[21:28] Violet Schnabel: Phineas?

[21:35] Phineas Matova: Violet!

[21:35] Phineas Matova: Cousin

[21:36] Phineas Matova: From the bottom of my heart, I thank you for the linden for a new pair of boots
[21:36] Phineas Matova: I was sorely lacking in footwear..

[21:37] Violet Schnabel: might I ask what happened to..all of your other shoes?

[21:37] Phineas Matova: um...

[21:37] Phineas Matova: well, I may or may not have lost them ....

[21:37] Violet Schnabel: Didn't Auntie get you a new pair after you lost ...the pair before that??

[21:37] Violet Schnabel: Oh dear..

[21:38] Violet Schnabel: She'll be....cross

[21:38] Phineas Matova: shhhh..

[21:38] Phineas Matova: don't tell her.

[21:38] Phineas Matova: ok,now cousin

[21:38] Violet Schnabel sighs

[21:38] Phineas Matova: I have a new idea!

[21:38] Phineas Matova: a way I can get rich!!!

[21:38] Violet Schnabel: oh goody...

[21:38] Violet Schnabel: another one

[21:40] Violet Schnabel: so what does this..scheme entail...dare I ask..

[21:40] Phineas Matova: It involves a small investment on your part, but the rewards will be .....astronomical!

[21:41] Violet Schnabel: an ....investment? Oh good lord, you haven't gone in with those door to door sales people again?

[21:42] Phineas Matova: This is a brilliant, can't fail, idea!

[21:43] Violet Schnabel exhales slowly..."that's what you said about the angora goat farm....and the steam powered robot butler.. oh..with that unfortunate glitch that necessitated calling in the militia..that was a bit frightening...and the numerous pyramid schemes...all, brillant, can't fail ideas.."

[21:43] Phineas Matova: all great ideas, just I am a man ahead of my time!!

[21:43] Phineas Matova: but this will be the bobby dazzler!

[21:43] Violet Schnabel: the what?

[21:44] Phineas Matova rolls eyes.

[21:44] Violet Schnabel glares.

[21:44] Phineas Matova: Sheesh!

[21:44] Phineas Matova: a litle faith would be nice...

[21:45] Violet Schnabel: I'm sorry a...bobby dazzler? This sounds vauge at best and ...possibly illegal??

[21:45] Phineas Matova: you are not as wold traveled as I, I take umbrage Cousin!

[21:47] Violet Schnabel sighs...."fine...fine...you're the world...traveler...man about ...the village...or something..

[21:48] Phineas Matova: Yes,

[21:48] Phineas Matova: here is my big idea!

[21:48] Violet Schnabel: oh ...this should be good...

[21:48] Phineas Matova: I dress as the purveyor of love- CUPID!!! and dispencse kisses for a price!

[21:48] Phineas Matova: To ladies only, of course!

[21:49] Violet Schnabel: ooh...you'll be beating the ladies off with a stick...I gather..*snickers* um...yes ...a splendid idea *attempts to stifle laughter*

[21:49] Phineas Matova smiles

[21:49] Phineas Matova: all I need is the capital investment for.. the appropriate atire!

[21:50] Violet Schnabel: what...*giggles* lady ...could resist...the...*cough* charms of Phineas Matova??? Let me get my *snicker* purse.

[21:50] Phineas Matova: EXACTLY!!!

[21:50] Phineas Matova: I am so happy you approve Cousin!

[21:51] Phineas Matova: Hugs!

[21:51] Violet Schnabel awkwardly hugs...wrinkling her nose "Phineas...when exactly...was...the last ...time you...bathed?

[21:52] Phineas Matova: at your house last night! at..least I thought it was your house...

[21:52] Violet Schnabel: oh dear...

[21:52] Phineas Matova: You live in Kintyre, right?

[21:52] Phineas Matova: Big house?

[21:52] Violet Schnabel: Noooo...

[21:52] Phineas Matova: Oh...

[21:52] Violet Schnabel blinks

[21:53] Violet Schnabel: you didn't!!

[21:54] Violet Schnabel: that's the fifth letter of apology this month!!!

[21:56] Violet Schnabel sighs and trundles off to write a letter of apology

My cousin Phineas and Aunt Juniper joined me today in Stormhold. Whilst Auntie had tossed me out of the kitchen (She claimed my Figgy Pudding had an "odd aftertaste") to prepare the dinner, I got a good look at my cousin's choice of costume for an informal family supper...



[9:41] Phineas Matova: Don't fear Fashion, Cous
[9:41] Phineas Matova: You might want to try it sometime
[9:41] Violet Schnabel: Um...sure
[9:41] Violet Schnabel rolls her eyes
[9:42] Violet Schnabel: oh sweet mother of god, what the....
[9:43] Phineas Matova: hahah
[9:43] Phineas Matova: Lapin made it
[9:43] Phineas Matova: hush you
[9:43] Phineas Matova: She has sadly, passed on
[9:43] Violet Schnabel: what!??
[9:43] Phineas Matova: we must revere the dead
[9:43] Violet Schnabel: She's dead!??
[9:43] Phineas Matova: even when they make a mistake.
[9:43] Phineas Matova: she told me she was dead
[9:43] Violet Schnabel: Oh dear....I had no idea
[9:43] Violet Schnabel: oh
[9:43] Violet Schnabel: ahem
[9:43] Violet Schnabel: I ...see
[9:44] Violet Schnabel: She....TOLD you she was dead?
[9:44] Violet Schnabel: um...sure...*coughs*






*sighs and mutters about her cousin being a nitwit*




My typist would also like to wish everyone a wonderful holiday season and a very happy new year..

Humor me, I have the flu :P Here are the instructions:

The rules: Pur your MP3 player on shuffle and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.

It's called:

Hear the sound of the falling rain

Take away the sensation inside
I've been waiting for this moment
Come to decide that the things that I tried
All the small things

Here comes Johnny Yen again
Thought I ran into you down on the street
My moon, my man's a changeable land
I'm your worn in leather jacket

I believe the love you talk about with me
Oh summer it never leaves your face
I'm impressed, I'm impressed
Nobody likes you

I'd never thought you'd be a junkie
You belong to the gang
Listen, there's music in the air
Summer has come and passed

Ex-friends, ex-lovers and enemies
With friends like you who needs enemies?
What's wrong with me?
You are the hole in my head

I would say that I received this information in a letter, but as Auntie and I are...*sighs*... crossing paths much more frequently, she informed me over tea that she had finally settled Phineas into what would be his new home in Rivet Town.

I had not heard of any...sort of explosions...or any large conflagrations, so I was not sure that he had been settled there.

In any event, I'd advise his neighbors (Just look for a dark haired, inebriated man who is usually dressed like a peacock..) to keep buckets of water handy. Can't be too careful.

Just because he hasn't burned your block down just yet...doesn't mean it isn't a possibility..

My Aunt came over for tea yesterday and whilst heavily buttering a scone, (she claims mine are dry..pfft) she asked me if I remembered Trivet Town.

"Rivet Town?"

"No dear, Trivet Town" She patted my hand and went back to wielding the butter knife. I smiled and nodded. "Yes...I think so." We'd had a brief visit to Rivet Town a few weeks ago, on an outing with my cousin. Most of the visit was trying to hunt him down after he ran off as I was helping Auntie out of the train carriage.

We discovered him several hours later in a drinking establishment and managed to...ferry him back to the train station in a borrowed wheelbarrow, just in time to make the last train out for the evening.

"Since I am going to be spending a great deal of time here in Stormhold, dealing with the new shop and since Phineas seems to be...somewhat improved in behavior ...I have decided to help him get a small flat in Trivet Town."

I swallowed "Is ..that the best idea? Would you be living with him or .."

"Oh no, dear...I shall be busy running the shop and looking after you" She chortled roughly and took a big bite of scone.

"L-looking after me?"

"Why yes dear...you live in a ...forest...never know what could happen. Bears"

"Auntie, there are no...bears"

"Deer attacks...why perhaps even being bit by a rabid squirrel!" She cackled and pinched my nose.

"Squirrel?" I said in a slightly nasal fashion as my nostrils were being pinched together. Auntie nodded and finally released my nose to take another bite. Rubbing my nose, I pondered the implications of Phineas being on his own in Trivet...Rivet town. It just did not seem like a wise idea, given most of his past behavior. Hopefully Rivet Town had a fire marshal and constable.