The Guardian for this meeting was Mick. The comments are by Agatha Macbeth.

Bruce Mowbray: 's current display-name is "Bruce".
Mickorod Renard: hi Brucie
Bruce Mowbray: Hi, Mick!
Tura Brezoianu: hi Mick, Bruce
Mickorod Renard: Hi Tura
Bruce Mowbray: Hi, Tura!
--BELL--1.00
Bleu Oleander: 's current display-name is "Bleu".
Bleu Oleander: hi Mick
Bruce Mowbray: Hi, Bleu!
Tura Brezoianu: hi Bleu
Bruce Mowbray: I will probably not make more audio recordings of the poem -- unless people specifically want me to do that.
Bruce Mowbray: I'm lagging far behind our schedule, I'm afraid.
Bleu Oleander: hi Tura
Mickorod Renard: Hi Bleu
Bleu Oleander: hi Storm
Bruce Mowbray: Hi, Storm!
Bleu Oleander: hi Bruce
Storm Nordwind: Hello everyone :)
Mickorod Renard: you have done so well with that Bruce, thankyou
Mickorod Renard: Hi Storm
Bruce Mowbray: yw. The computer does most of the work.
Mickorod Renard: :)
Bruce Mowbray: Hi, aggers!
Agatha Macbeth: Greetings
Bleu Oleander: hey Aggers
Agatha Macbeth waveth
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Mickorod Renard: Hi Ags
Agatha Macbeth: Yo Mick
Agatha Macbeth: Did I miss anything?
Mickorod Renard: soz, distracted with phone
Bruce Mowbray: nope, you have not missed anything, ags.
Mickorod Renard: g.daughter did her first tennis tournament at weekend
Agatha Macbeth: Sehr gut
Agatha Macbeth: Oh nice
Bruce Mowbray: YAYYY!
Bruce Mowbray: 
Agatha Macbeth: Soon be Wimbledon
Bruce Mowbray: FOR SURE!
Mickorod Renard: he he ..lost all games but she still loved it
Agatha Macbeth: That's good
Bruce Mowbray: That's whats important GOOD FOR HER!
Mickorod Renard: she sort of forgot all technique with nerves
Bleu Oleander: brb need to re-log
Agatha Macbeth: Aww
Mickorod Renard: kk
Bruce Mowbray: Yepps, I've done that.
Bruce Mowbray: (both the nerve thing and the relog thing)
Mickorod Renard: well Bruce, I watched the video, did anyone else?
Agatha Macbeth: Nervous relog?
Bruce Mowbray: Good!
Mickorod Renard: :)
Bruce Mowbray: I thought that Bleu's follow-up question was very good: To whom do we matter?
Mickorod Renard: if folks have not seen it it could be watched during session, 7 minutes
Agatha Macbeth: Good question
Bleu Oleander: 's current display-name is still "Bleu".
Agatha Macbeth: WB Bleuji
Bleu Oleander: ty :)
Mickorod Renard: I couldnt understand the lady speaker
Bruce Mowbray: and to whom does the hoopoe advocate that we matter . . . and the subsequent corollaries to that question.
Bruce Mowbray: wb, Bleu.
Tura Brezoianu: I watched it My answer is that I matter to me.
Bruce Mowbray: Ahhh!
Bruce Mowbray: Great, Tura!
Storm Nordwind watching it now
Mickorod Renard: very thought provoking..I have serious questions to myself on that
Bruce Mowbray nods, agrees.
Bruce Mowbray: I want to watch the whole series....
Mickorod Renard: I have come to a point where I devote myself to others..but is that for me too
Mickorod Renard: I get alot of pleasure(as well as frustration) caring for the kids and stuff
Mickorod Renard: bt also it was a sacrifice I chose and felt a relief when I did so
Bruce Mowbray regards Mick's relationships with his grandkids as a sort of "paramita" - a way of perfection.
Agatha Macbeth: Operating within acceptable paramita
Mickorod Renard: not just for the kids, others too..but yes, I have felt some strange perfection effect
Bruce Mowbray: actually, a Dharma Gate . . . if I dare say it (!)
Agatha Macbeth: Say it Brucie!
Bruce Mowbray: Definitely an "acceptable" paramita.
Agatha Macbeth: Be bold
Mickorod Renard: but I feel like a chrysallis at the mo
Agatha Macbeth: A chrysalis Micko?
Storm Nordwind: Good record label
Bruce Mowbray listens carefully.
Agatha Macbeth wonders what will emerge
Agatha Macbeth: Indeed Stormy
Mickorod Renard: yes, should I abandone everyone and go on a last ditch fest in thailand and spend everything i have on sex and drugs?
Storm Nordwind: Again?
Bruce Mowbray: well, that would be an interesting paths.
Agatha Macbeth: Why would you want to do that?
--BELL--1.15
Mickorod Renard: yeh, childhood coming out again
Bleu Oleander: just get a sex bot
Mickorod Renard: he he
Bruce Mowbray: no red sports car?
Mickorod Renard: a bot is an idea..noone else will have me
Agatha Macbeth: Awww
Mickorod Renard: :)
Bleu Oleander: seems a trend
Bruce Mowbray: you could become a celibate hermit . . . like some of those Sufis in the poem.
Storm Nordwind has finished the video
Agatha Macbeth: We will always have you!
Mickorod Renard: what I mean is, as pasrt of this question..how much is the matters to me worth?
Bruce Mowbray: excellent question.
Agatha Macbeth: Good question
Storm Nordwind: Worth to whom?
Agatha Macbeth: (Snap-ish)
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Bleu Oleander: what matters TO me is a different question than do I matter?
Bruce Mowbray: please say more, Bleu.
Agatha Macbeth: I'd say yes Bleu
Mickorod Renard: its a tricky one
Mickorod Renard: listens
Bleu Oleander: I think the video was addressing 'do I matter?'
Bruce Mowbray: also listens.
Bleu Oleander: matter to whom?
Agatha Macbeth: The tricky part of this is always working out who 'I' is
Bleu Oleander: religions have addressed this
Tura Brezoianu: "matter" is a two-place relation: X matters to Y. There isn't any mattering without a Y to matter to.
Bruce Mowbray: to Whom, then.
Bleu Oleander: most try to teach that we matter to 'God'
Agatha Macbeth: Mind over matter
Bruce Mowbray: that's a different matter, aggers.
Agatha Macbeth: Hm
Bruce Mowbray: listens again.
Storm Nordwind: We can matter to each other. Or to ourselves. Why would we need anything more than that?
Bleu Oleander: I think the video clip was asking, if no 'God' then who do I matter to?
Agatha Macbeth: Ah
Bruce Mowbray: I agree. that was the question of the video.
Bleu Oleander: I'm not sure how wide the circle is for people for whom I matter ... I'm reasonably certain that I matter for some members of my family and some of my friends. beyond that I'm not certain ... and I matter for myself ... quite a few people matter to me.
Agatha Macbeth: Well we established that much at least
Storm Nordwind: For a Humanist, people matter. God is not required.
Bleu Oleander: yes
Bruce Mowbray: for a naturalist, nature matters. Cosmos matters
Mickorod Renard: sometimes , the reason becomes questionable..for eg when the object becomes unreliable..or troublesome..having a perfect object to acount to circumnavigates that
Tura Brezoianu: There's also the question of what matters. There's stuff that matters to me and stuff that matters to you, but (and this I think was what the video was getting at in mentioning secular communities) how can we arrive at an agreement on what matters to us all?
Agatha Macbeth: And the opposite of a humanistis a Godist?
Storm Nordwind: A perfect object requires perfect faith, or else it's as imperfect as anything else.
Bruce Mowbray: perhsaps a theist, aggers. . . another word for Godist.
Agatha Macbeth: Thanks
Bruce Mowbray: 9opposite of a-theist)
Agatha Macbeth: These definitions eh
Mickorod Renard: again, i have refred loosly to the basic structure of rules we live to as being like white lines in the centre of the road..as guids
Bruce Mowbray: (opposite....)
Storm Nordwind: Actually no. It is possible to have Christian Humanists. But I was referring to Secular Humanists.
Agatha Macbeth nods to Stormy
Bruce Mowbray nods. loves the analogy with lines in the center of the road
Mickorod Renard: well, I would never think I could be perfect as I am human, Storm
Bruce Mowbray: perhaps being human is a perfection in itself . . . And maybe each of the birds way of being a bird is its own perfection.
Bruce Mowbray: we are what we are
Mickorod Renard: maybe, as the story unroles..ie the simorg stuff..we are part of a perfection?
Bruce Mowbray: I've just received an email from Aphrodite
Storm Nordwind: But are you searching for perfection as something absolute? Perhaps it is only relative?
Agatha Macbeth: Ooh
Agatha Macbeth: How is she?
Mickorod Renard: time out for report on Aph?
Bruce Mowbray: she says that dentists do matter . . . referring to Eliza's dental appointment today.
Storm Nordwind plays Words With Friends with Aphrodite every day, even while she's away.
Bruce Mowbray: just those three words " Dentists do matter"
Mickorod Renard: ah, they do,,when u need them
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Agatha Macbeth: Well so do lawyers come to that
Agatha Macbeth: Doesn't mean you have to like them
Mickorod Renard: and thats the point, no matter who we are we have a place in this life
Bruce Mowbray: so perhaps "mattering" is a matter of playing a role . . . and dentists play a role when they are needed, as to lawyers and garbage collectors. Is that when they matter?
Agatha Macbeth: Right
Bruce Mowbray: I'm sensing a cavity in this discussion.
Mickorod Renard: we should matter about them all the time, but we are selfish and forget
Storm Nordwind: Care to fill it?
Storm Nordwind: Or we could drill down a bit?
Bleu Oleander: or just pull it out
Mickorod Renard: we have a cavity in our concerns each day
Bruce Mowbray: is the hoopoe saying that what matters to him should matters to every bird/
Agatha Macbeth: Seems like it
Storm Nordwind: Macavity's not there!
Bruce Mowbray: nods, agrees.
Tura Brezoianu: he's saying it's the only thing that matters
Agatha Macbeth: He's showing them their errors I think
Mickorod Renard: I thought he was saying that primarily most concerns are nothing of great matter
Bleu Oleander: what's the only thing that matters?
Bruce Mowbray: I have always had a lot of trouble with "only" things --- and ways of viewing the world.
Bruce Mowbray: what else is possible?
Storm Nordwind: PLenty
--BELL--1.30
Bruce Mowbray: is there another way we could look at it?
Tura Brezoianu: the Path is everything, all else, even a king's throne, is nothing
Bruce Mowbray: how deep can we go?
Agatha Macbeth grins at Storm
Bleu Oleander: but there are many paths?
Mickorod Renard: can u say more Tura?
Agatha Macbeth: 'How deep does the rabbit hole go?'
Bruce Mowbray: listens for more from Tura
Tura Brezoianu: that's what the hoopoe says many times
Bruce Mowbray: so the Path is what it's all about?
Mickorod Renard: is the path a disaplin?
Tura Brezoianu: a bit too monomaniacal for me
Bruce Mowbray: :) loves monomaniacal!
Agatha Macbeth ponders stereomaniacal
Mickorod Renard: love is at the centre of this somewhere
Bruce Mowbray: is any path singular? doesn't one see things and encounter things along the way?
Tura Brezoianu: I'd rather keep options open.
Agatha Macbeth: If you keep your eyes open Brucie, yes
Bruce Mowbray: ahhh!
Agatha Macbeth: Some just focus on the goal tho
Storm Nordwind: The cynic might say "the path" could just be a poetical device to give the poet for the poet's sermons.
Mickorod Renard: most of the birds are starting off from a diferent viewpoint
Storm Nordwind: *To give the poet opportunity
Bruce Mowbray: different viewpoints are valuable, aren't they?
Bruce Mowbray: I can't imagine a path so singular that it never engaged a different viewpoint.
Mickorod Renard: or was he using a poem form toas a medium for something else?
Storm Nordwind: like?
Mickorod Renard: I meant, he may not have been a poet
Mickorod Renard: just thought it was a good medium
Storm Nordwind: He's a storyteller, for sure, and he's using a number of standard storyteller's devices.
Bruce Mowbray: When I walk through any large city, I encountered derelicts begging on the sidewalks. Do they matter?
Agatha Macbeth: They do to them
Bruce Mowbray: that is an example of a different viewpoint.
Mickorod Renard: but he must have had an objective..and may not have been solely muslim
Bruce Mowbray: how do they see me? Do I matter to them? Does it even matter that I matter to them?
Bruce Mowbray: I think his objective, Mick, is the mystical vision . . .
Bruce Mowbray: and I think that is too much to expect.
Mickorod Renard: yes, back on track..maybe what mattered to him when he wrote it, was he hoping to give us something or turn us into something?
Bruce Mowbray: I do not think it can be conveyed through language, political or otherwise. one needs to be ready and vulnerable ( available, open)
Bruce Mowbray: poetical - or political. . . my Dragon misunderstood what I said.
Bruce Mowbray: I think it might have been a Freudian slip on the dragons part.
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Mickorod Renard: was what he has written and trying to convey something that matters to us today?
Bruce Mowbray: since so much discourse today is political.
Bruce Mowbray: sure matters to me!
Storm Nordwind: I have to say I did kind of enjoy part of the reading this week, namely the first part about death, from the phoenix to Socrates. In my humble opinion the best writing so far, simply because death is inarguable, incontrovertible and inescapable for everyone.
Bruce Mowbray: yes, Storm, the further into the poem one gets the more there is a preoccupation with death
Bruce Mowbray: but does death even matter?
Storm Nordwind: Which is fine because one does not have to be a believer to understand it. Death matters to everyone.
Bruce Mowbray: hmmmm.
Tura Brezoianu: Death matters to me: I'd rather not die.
Bruce Mowbray: when it is time for me to die, I want to be able to die.
Mickorod Renard: when I have spoken to muslims in the past, they have said how they live is important for their death
Bruce Mowbray: karma?
Mickorod Renard: accountable at the end
Tura Brezoianu remembers Woody Allen on the subject: "I don't want to achieve immortality through my works. I want to achieve immortality by not dying."
Storm Nordwind: Who does death not matter to? It does even for a nihilist, is my guess/
Agatha Macbeth: Ha
Bruce Mowbray: Death matters in both positive and negative ways....
Bruce Mowbray: that's why I have a living will.
Mickorod Renard: well, I meant that they feel they should not feel guilt at the end, in the fashion generally thought of
Bleu Oleander: as far as I can tell, I'll always be living ... I won't know I'm dead when I'm dead ... an immortality of sorts :)
Mickorod Renard: of course some folk even adolf hitler wouldnt feel guilt
Bruce Mowbray: I love that, Bleu.
Bleu Oleander: :)
Tura Brezoianu: Aristotle said "Death is the most terrible of all things; for it is the end, and nothing is thought to be any longer either good or bad for the dead."
Bruce Mowbray: I have a fond desire - call it a fantasy if you will - to "return" to the elements from which I came.
Agatha Macbeth: Do the dead matter then?
Bleu Oleander: memories of the dead matter
--BELL--1.45
Bruce Mowbray: we are a configuration of those elements.... And yes the dead matter because they give us a valuable perspective on life itself.
Bleu Oleander: the dead are, well, just dead
Agatha Macbeth: They may be grateful :P
Bruce Mowbray: Holy Garcia!
Mickorod Renard: I generally get the feeling that our groupconsists of compassionate caring people, we may feel more liberated from guilt or deep questioning feelings than some
Agatha Macbeth: Yeh!
Bruce Mowbray agrees with Mick, and is grateful for that.
Bruce Mowbray: it matters.
Bruce Mowbray: but I have deep questioning feelings.
Mickorod Renard: I do have dark thoughts tho..he he
Bruce Mowbray: for sure, need too, and that's wonderful.
Agatha Macbeth: You're a deep questioning person Brucie
Bruce Mowbray: me too*
Agatha Macbeth pulls your antlers
Bruce Mowbray: well that's one of my aspects . . . ouch!
Mickorod Renard: so, should how we are matter above what we do for others?
Bruce Mowbray: you know, some ancient people felt that antlers were a means of communicating with the gods.
Bruce Mowbray: do the two need to oppose each other, Mick. Can't we be both?
Mickorod Renard: or do to others even?
Agatha Macbeth: Wonder if Rudolf knows?
Storm Nordwind: By the way, reading about the phoenix reminded me of something others may like to read. I recommend "Sunbird," a short story by Neil Gaiman, published in "Fragile things" (Neil Gaiman, 2006) and originally in "Noisy Outlaws, Unfriendly Blobs, and Some Other Things That Aren't As Scary" (a benefit for program 826 NYC). Not too long and quite fun! :)
Bruce Mowbray: can you give us a link, Storm?
Agatha Macbeth: Sounds good
Mickorod Renard: he he , thanks Storm
Storm Nordwind: I only have the paperback
Bruce Mowbray: kk.
Storm Nordwind: Amazon is your friend
Agatha Macbeth: Sometimes
Mickorod Renard: queues up to borrow Storms book
Storm Nordwind: haha - the postage would be more than the book!
Mickorod Renard: :)
Mickorod Renard: how did u mean BBruce, re together?
Bruce Mowbray: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/6698557-sunbird
Mickorod Renard: I mean, did they need to oppose?
Storm Nordwind: ragile Things has 25-30 stories in it by Gaiman
Bleu Oleander: btw, Mick, I just saw the cover story on the new issue of New York magazine ... 'Are we ready for robot sex?' hehe
Storm Nordwind: *Fragile
Bruce Mowbray: well, you said how we matter to ourselves or what matters to us and seemed to oppose it to caring for others - I don't feel they need to be opposed
Mickorod Renard: I saw a tv program on it Bleu
Bruce Mowbray: in fact I don't think that any of my personality traits or aspects of character need to be opposed to each other -- it is all right to contain multitudes
Agatha Macbeth: 'My name is Legion for we are many'
Bruce Mowbray: I have a copy of that magazine at hand, Bleu. interesting article
Tura Brezoianu: There's a poem about that, "Abou ben Adhem"
Bleu Oleander: yes, we've had a few salons on it
Tura Brezoianu: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poe...abou-ben-adhem
Agatha Macbeth loves a good salon
Mickorod Renard: poem about robot sex?
Bleu Oleander: :)
Agatha Macbeth: Eh?
Storm Nordwind: Ah yes, Leigh Hunt (almost a namesake)
Tura Brezoianu: I have to type fas to keep up. :) Mick's question a hair earlier
Agatha Macbeth: Not Gene
Mickorod Renard: : Tura
Bruce Mowbray: that is a humanist-oriented (service to my fellow person) poem . . . a good friend wanted me to read it at his funeral.
Agatha Macbeth gets confused with -ists and -iams
Mickorod Renard: wow, the hour is nearly up and we havnt scratched the surface
Agatha Macbeth: There's a surface?
Bruce Mowbray: there's something underneath the surface?
Storm Nordwind: Bruce's feet are in it
Bruce Mowbray: Ha ha!
Agatha Macbeth: Maybe that's what we didn't scratch then
Bruce Mowbray: Does the surface itch?
Agatha Macbeth: Good job we meet twice a week
Tura Brezoianu: can't scratch water. Not sure where this metaphor is going...
Mickorod Renard: I find I live in a caring compassionate world herein rl, but its thin..as thin as own interests..
Agatha Macbeth: The second might might sort out what the hell we're talking about in the first
Storm Nordwind: Totally understand Mick
Mickorod Renard: and I am guilty as anyone else of being selfish
Agatha Macbeth: You Mick?
Agatha Macbeth: Can't believe that
Mickorod Renard: yes, even me
Mickorod Renard: he he
Agatha Macbeth: Nobody who read Rupert is selfish
Storm Nordwind swoons
Bruce Mowbray: can you imagine a cosmos that did not include your selfishness, Mick?. I would not want to live in that one
Storm Nordwind applauds
Mickorod Renard: I think too..if you have lil grand kids,,yoou are going to be protectionist
Agatha Macbeth: Can you imagine one that didn't include Rupert either?
Agatha Macbeth: Pas pour moi
Bruce Mowbray: Yikes!
Mickorod Renard: yes Bruce, I know what you mean, and this is a fine life we have..and it hurts when I see the suffering
Bruce Mowbray: one definition of perfection is "wholeness" - completeness.
Bruce Mowbray: yes, I agree. and hurting is part of it.
Agatha Macbeth: Think we're back to love again
Bruce Mowbray: yes we are.
--BELL--2.00
Bruce Mowbray: and that matters.
Bruce Mowbray: time for me to be scraping up supper.
Agatha Macbeth: Have a good scrape Brucie
Bruce Mowbray: thank you everyone.
Bleu Oleander: bye Bruce
Storm Nordwind waves
Tura Brezoianu: goodnight Bruce
Agatha Macbeth: Say hi to the squirrels for me
Mickorod Renard: bye Bruce
Bruce Mowbray: I shall definitely say hi to the squirrels for you, aggers!
Mickorod Renard: was halfway writing something
Mickorod Renard: I can't belive that hour has gone so fat
Mickorod Renard: fast even
Bleu Oleander: thanks Mick and all ... take care
Agatha Macbeth: Time flies when you're engaged in deep convos
Agatha Macbeth: TC Bleuji x
Mickorod Renard: thankyou Bleu
Storm Nordwind: Bye Bleu :)
Bleu Oleander: bye bye
Mickorod Renard: I find it sooo tricky sometimes, its so irrational to belive in God
Mickorod Renard: or that sort of thing
Agatha Macbeth: Wonder if it's irrational for God to beilieve in you too?
Mickorod Renard: and we are so modern and sophisticated now
Storm Nordwind: Irrational is often equated with 'bad'.
Agatha Macbeth: O rly
Agatha Macbeth: True that Stormy
Mickorod Renard: ah, have I chosen a wrong word
Storm Nordwind: no
Storm Nordwind: good word
Mickorod Renard: I am good at that, even bad at it
Storm Nordwind: that many people have assumptions about
Agatha Macbeth: Maybe we're just figments of God's imagination
Agatha Macbeth: Or a dream like the Aborigines say
Storm Nordwind: It may not matter :)
Agatha Macbeth: I'm sure it doesn't
Mickorod Renard: well, there was that thigy posted in science about us being holographic projections
Agatha Macbeth: I thought we were pixels?
Mickorod Renard: although i think it was meant in a diferent way to how we think
Mickorod Renard: mickorod is
Storm Nordwind: "We are all just part of someone's chair leg" - my father used to say, dreaming of nested universes
Mickorod Renard: wow, cool idea
Agatha Macbeth: One hell of a chair
Mickorod Renard: if comfortable it could be heaven
Storm Nordwind: In your case, your ladyship, it would surely be a throne
Mickorod Renard: he he
Agatha Macbeth: A fwone Stormy?
Storm Nordwind: haha
Agatha Macbeth: Surely not
Mickorod Renard: a black hole could just be a comode type chair
Agatha Macbeth: Tho I still have that tiara you gave me :)
Agatha Macbeth: A prized possession indeed
Storm Nordwind: Good! People were wearing them this morning at Eden's sessions
Agatha Macbeth: OMG
Agatha Macbeth: Shame I can't be there
Storm Nordwind: I'll post the snapshot when Eden posts the log
Agatha Macbeth: Yay
Mickorod Renard: well, I had best drift away, socialize with Morg
Agatha Macbeth: Don't make it sound such a drudge :p
Agatha Macbeth: Light her hair up again
Mickorod Renard: well whatever u do after 42 years lmarriage
Storm Nordwind: And I should get to the kitchen. It's Monday, that means Tarka Dhal
Agatha Macbeth: Oooh yum
Mickorod Renard: ooo, will look that up
Tura Brezoianu: otter and lentils?
Mickorod Renard: I had a good ol steak and ale pie and mash
Agatha Macbeth: Nooo you can't eat otters they're too cute!
Storm Nordwind: Edd Tarka Dhal to be specific. Actually it's rather like an Egg Dhansak. My own recipe. Don't really know what it's called. But you can have the recipe if you want!
Mickorod Renard: teeth are crunchy
Agatha Macbeth loves Storm's recipes
Storm Nordwind: Pull the otter one, Tura
Agatha Macbeth: >.<
Agatha Macbeth: Otter chaos
Agatha Macbeth: There's actually a group with that as a tag
Tura Brezoianu: A chicken tarka is like a chicken tikka, but otter
Agatha Macbeth: Can't remember it now
Mickorod Renard: I had real bad time on Dhal Bat years ago and stay clear,,but one day maybe
Agatha Macbeth: Toilet job?
Mickorod Renard: yeh, about a week on the bog
Agatha Macbeth: My condolences
Storm Nordwind: You'd prefer my Saturday curry Mick. No dhal in that
Agatha Macbeth: Nothing worse
Mickorod Renard: I love curry
Agatha Macbeth: Tim?
Storm Nordwind: Easy to cook too
Mickorod Renard: he he
--BELL--2.15
Mickorod Renard: Dopiaza at the mo
Storm Nordwind: mmmmm
Agatha Macbeth: Is it contageous?
Mickorod Renard: very
Agatha Macbeth: OMG
Storm Nordwind: you get it twice Agatha
Agatha Macbeth: Why twice?
Mickorod Renard: ok,,am off,,thank you all sooo much for a great session
Tura Brezoianu: once on teh way in, once on the way out
Storm Nordwind: (Dopiaza means two onions)
Agatha Macbeth: Ahh
Agatha Macbeth: Right
Agatha Macbeth: I see (I think)
Mickorod Renard: see ya all soon
Storm Nordwind: Tura's explanation is a little more... er... picturesque though
Tura Brezoianu: bye Mick, bye all
Agatha Macbeth: Be careful out there
Agatha Macbeth: Don't pass on the bends