Last night, the Sons of Numenor kinship hosted a birthday party in Rivendell for dear old Bilbo Baggins! There was music (I cheered especially loudly for the Eriador Music Society, as they're one of my favorite bands-that-isn't-BBB!), and dancing, and fireworks. Oh, were there ever so many fireworks! 1,400 individual rockets, all sent up into the sky one after another, pop-pop-pop!
I wonder if anyone will ever set off 1,400 fireworks for my birthday!
Clearly, Aegthil is afraid of heights - check out that look of utter fear on his face!
That's right, folks, Bluebonnett Merrydo is officially a star! Inspired by my recent foray into the wild world of music videos with the women of Life of Riley, Beorbrand and Aegthil decided that they simply had to take advantage of my status as rising star, and thus, the idea of a video for Bluebonnett's Blues was born!
Folks, being an extra in a music video is nothing like being the featured star! Instead of simply dancing my little hobbit tushie off, I had to sing, dance, play my cowbell, do acrobatic flips, slap a dwarf, and even outrun a crowd of adoring fans! The end result, however was worth all the extra effort, and seems to have ratcheted my quest for stardom up a few notches - I've even started receiving my very own fan mail! [Scribe's note: I tried telling her that letters addressed to "Occupant" shouldn't count on the fan mail tally, but Blue just stuck her fingers in her ears and started going 'La la la la la - can't heeeeeeeaaaaaaar you!' Cheeky hobbit.]
Anyway, for your viewing pleasure, it pleases me to present...the Bluebonnett Blues!
The hobbit you just called fat? He's skipping Second Breakfast. The dwarf woman you called ugly? She spends hours braiding her beard so you can differentiate her from a dwarf man. The Uruk-Hai you just killed? He's been abused by Saruman. See that Gollum creature with the gangly limbs & large eyes? For 500 years the Ring poisoned his mind. That Elf you just made fun of for crying? He just lost his best friend to a Balrog.
Think before you speak!
[Scribe's note: So, now Blue has me posting facebook forwards? *sigh* Oh, well, it's her blog!]
Apparently, bears don't really like it when you try to politely suggest that they might need a breath mint. As a point of fact, they really don't like it a lot. But honestly, was it necessary to try and bite my head off, just for suggesting it? No, I don't believe it was. That's okay, though, because I didn't have any breath mints to give him - but I did have my trusty cowbell, and even trustier sword of snappy comebacks, so I fixed this bear's breath problem.
As in, he now has no breath, stinky or otherwise. Huzzah!
