We have some new faces here at CIC, so today it's time for a character "Meet and Greet."
Bring some of your favorite food to share, check your weapons at the door, come on in and introduce yourself. There are lots of comfy places to sit, a big fireplace to gather around, and even a piano if anyone feels like playing a song or two. You can be yourself here, everyone is welcome!
Let's start off by sharing your name, where you live and what you spend most of your time doing. Oh, and what did you bring to eat?
Saturday, April 2, 2011
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Well, I feel a little silly being the first one to speak up. Like I'm at an AA meeting or something, but here goes...
My name is Olivia Harper. I grew up in New Orleans, attended school in Austin, and now live on South Padre Island with my husband, two teenaged kids, and a well-meaning beagle. Although I do a lot of different things, I guess I spend most of my time painting, beading, running my bead shop and art gallery, and teaching art classes. And I try to swim in the gulf at least once a day.
For the "meet and greet," I brought some homemade shrimp tacos and lemon poppyseed muffins, though I wouldn't advise eating them at the same time.
Oh, and I actually play the piano pretty well, so if you don't mind, I'll just be over there...
No worries, Liv. You just broke the ice for the rest of us.
I guess, officially, I'm known as Dr. Michael Harper. Among family and friends, though, I'm known as "Dad," "sweetie," and "Mike" - though I'm partial to "Michael."
Generally, though, I'll answer to pretty much anything. (he says with some trepidation)
By day, I'm a pediatrician. By night, I write books about childhood. And I, too, like swimming almost every day. Nothing like living on a beach, beside a body of water that's pretty warm year-round.
Unlike Liv, I don't, in fact, play the piano well (though I do play a mean harmonica), so if you don't mind, I'd rather just listen to my wife.
Okay, well if my folks can do it, then so can I...
Hi, everyone. I'm Samantha Harper. I'm 14, and I live with my parents on lovely South Padre - a little island near the southern tip of Texas, not far from the Mexican border. It's always windy here - like, really windy - and almost always warm, or at least comfortable. Although we've traveled to lots of places as a family, I've never lived anywhere else. So, I'm not sure how I'd handle NOT living on an island. There's something so laid-back and liberating about it.
Come visit us! I'll happily show you around.
Daryl Harper here. 17. Still live with my family on SPI. Not much else to report at the moment. Hung out on the beach with my buds last night, and we were up pretty late. In fact, I just woke up.
No kidding, sport. Heard you come in.
Sometimes, I wonder if we're too lax as parents.
Hey, I told you where I was gonna be, didn't I?
Ow, my head.
Well, that's true, you did. And, after all, you seem to be paying for it now. Perhaps that's punishment enough.
Thank goodness I always have some Advil in my purse.
See, Mom? That wasn't so hard. We introduced ourselves just fine. Even Daryl.
*smirks*
Yeah, great. Now, where's everybody else?
My name is Abigail. At my current point, I am sixteen or seventeen. My family was killed when I was twelve, and my foster mother died shortly after. I've been living with my foster father Micah for four years, and he's taught me many things.
I have asthma and anemia--at least that's what my author says, we call it chanak.
I also play the flute
I'm Kestrel, and I'm Galadriel's Screnzy character. I'm a humoid avian, and I'm trying to escape from a circus in the 1870s
Welcome, Abigail and Kestrel! Nice to have you here.
Feel free to take a muffin - or a shrimp taco.
Michael made some fresh lemonade, too.
I think the kids opted out of the food request, I'm afraid.
Anyway, I've been playing the piano for a little while. I'm in a Cat Stevens kinda mood, it seems, but if you have any requests, let me know.
Shows how much you know, Mom. I brought kumquats. So there.
Oh, I'm sorry, honey. Well, I sit corrected.
But Mom's right about me. I got nothin' but a hangover.
Course, in my defense, I literally woke up minutes before we left for the meet and greet. Believe me, I coulda kept sleeping.
Aden fath, everyone. My name is Marenya, and if you've been reading my improvised story let me just say now that is NOT the way it is in the book.
At all. Perhaps just a little.
I am a hawin, which is like a woman, but a Hanorja. We are something in between humans and elves, but not related to either. I spend most of my time at my uncle's castle, doing anything needed to keep the household running, but I especially love sewing and embroidering garments, and gardening. I grow many healing herbs.
I brought my favorite dish, cloud pie, which is a concoction of whipped eggs, cheese and potatos.
Oh, and I don't play any instruments but my cousin Pelwyn plays the harp exquisitely.
Welcome, Marenya! Thanks for the cloud pie - it's delicious!
And as for Pelwyn, why don't you invite her to join us? A harp would sound great with the piano.
Hi. Uhm, I'm Amy Thompson.
I brought potato salad, deviled eggs and lemon merangue pie.
Ha; don't mind my girlfriend. She's a little shy at social events.
I don't bring food, I eat food. I would have brough a bottle of Kessler and some beer, but my Bro Cal wasn't sure this was that sort of event.
Me and Amy and Cal live in Oroville, CA and our story starts in 1978.
I work at my Uncle Del's pizza place, and some with Cal in his construction business. I worship God as faithful Seventh Day Adventist, play hard with my friends, and drink. And try to convince Amy to marry me.
Amy's a sweetheart. She stays home and takes care of me like good woman should. I take her out and we do the town justice. She has some friends that come to her rescue when I get out of control. I'm a nice guy, its just when I'm drinking heavy - well, God abandons me upon occasion, and I'm weak.
Cal and Amy are always there for me though. Guess you can say I'm defined by my friends (lol).
Hello, my name's Calvin Mertz - Cal to my friends, which is just about everybody. I'm an addict.
LOL; it is rather like an NA meeting Liv :) Or group therapy. Those poppyseed muffins are great. You just keep playing whatever comes to your fabulous fingers. Makes the mingling go smoother.
You have a cool family. Samantha's a cutie. Hi Michael, nice to formally meet you :) If you need anything special Abby, Kestrel, let me know.
Mareyna; I'm at your heart's whim . .
Anyway. I work for my Dad at Mertz Construction. I'm the only consistent full time employee, though when times are good we hire out locals. I speak fluent Spanish (though my author doesn't) and have business ties with the hispanic community.
I work in both legitimate and illegal circles, respected and feared both. Goes with the territory. Haven't figured out who I am quite yet, one life comes as easy as the other.
Love the excitement and risk of my cousin Daryl's Organization, but there's nothing like the high of watching a family move into a home I rebuilt for them.
My best buddy Robert won the heart of the only girl worth settling down with, so I'm available for any recreation . .
Oh, and I brought some chips, dips, a vegy tray. Dig in, and if you need me to go out and buy anything, let me know. I'm sure I could use a smoke break. Robert too.
Back off, Cal. Marenya's spoken for.
I'm Aidan. I'm a demidemon, part demon, part human. I have a twin brother Kaelin. He's not around a lot.
And my cousins Marc and Jason, who are my guards and mostly pains in my ass.
Now now, cousin. Who's a pain in who's arse?
No smoking for me, Cal. (At least when Mom and Dad are around.) But I would love a few chips - thanks.
Oh, and Robert, don't feel bad - I didn't bring any food either.
You're the one who dragged us into another world to fight demons. All because you have a crush on Marenya.
It's a little more than a crush, Jay.
And you're having fun. Admit it.
I heard that. And given that your father is a doctor - ahem! - you should know better than to smoke.
So, please don't encourage him, Cal. But, yes, it's very nice to formally meet you. Hello - and welcome to the party!
Oh, brother. The demidemon boys are here! Good thing weapons had to be checked at the door.
No, really, it's good to see you guys. Care for a kumquat?
Thanks, Cal, for the compliments. I've worked hard to get this muffin recipe just right. And I'd be happy to keep on playing - it's relaxing to me.
But where's Pelwyn with her harp?
Hi,good to see you all. I'm just a nineteen year old Goth girl from London who's come to the US to make sure my great aunt leaves her money and stuff to me. But then she died and here I am following her instructions,because I found I really liked her, not cause I want anything anymore.
I can't cook, 'cause I'm on the road, but I picked up some Cornish pasties at a little bakery in Victoria which I passed through yesterday.
I love these muffins, Olivia!
Heyya, Candy.
Um, kumquat? No thanks. Jason's brought a barrel of whiskey though.
And we never go around without our weapons, Sammie. You should know that by now.
Thanks, Candy! Wow. If I'd known these muffins were gonna be such a big hit, I would've made more.
Maybe Ginger will show up with some more treats (hint, hint)...
No worries, Aidan. More kumquats for me. :-)
As for weapons, am I to take your comments to mean that you didn't "check your weapons at the door," as Christine instructed us all to do? Ooh, she's gonna be mad at you!
Not that it would be the first time - haha!
No. We didn't check our weapons. But I can always handcuff Aidan to the wall if he causes any trouble.
Haha. Very funny.
I think we forgot to actually say where we live. I usually live in the regular world and we wage war against Asmodai, a king of Hell. But right now I'm in Belhanor with Marenya, being...very bad. (winks) Right Marenya?
Candy, you're not "just" anything.
I'm Kaelin, Aidan's twin, younger by a few minutes. I'll apologize for anything he does in advance. A smack to the head usually cures him of it.
Right now, I'm a gladiator slave for a demon, Lorcan. That's why I wear this collar. I fight in cage fights to the death every night. Soon, though, I'll be engaging in a very different kind of fight...
Hey, is it too late for Indy and I to join the fun?
We've been on the road all day, and we sure could use a rest.
By the way, we managed to scrape together enough change for a couple of roadside pies, and we're happy to share.
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