Return to "Gone with the Captists"

Diamonelle's photo shoot was almost as long as "Gone with the Captists."
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When we left "Gone with the Captists," Hobbes Jr. had just laughed at Annie for accepting his suggestion of naming her store "Caveat Emptorium."
Can their marriage be saved? Stay tuned.

Weirsdo Roundup: Pansi Trials

Diamonelle poses with Franc and Violet in an irrelevant publicity shot for Franc's summer collection.

Pansi never has a moment's peace in the Netherworld. To view her complaints about undead Barbies, Halloween festivities, and cats, click on the links provided. And if anyone wants to tell us, we'd be interested in how the Fall Festival turned out.

Weirsdo Roundtrip: From the Top

This is the last picture of Diamonelle in the pool. But don't worry, we have many other irrelevant shots of her.

We had fun going to Atlanta last night and seeing the FROM THE TOP taping at Emory. Moony led the Emory Youth Symphony very well and played a beautiful solo. Also, one of Mall Diva's acquaintances from Tanglewood played a solo on the bass, and another was in the orchestra cello section. The second violinist of the Harlem Quartet, a FROM THE TOP alum, played a gorgeous Brahms sonata movement. You can hear it all on NPR the week of Dec. 7.
In related news, we wish Hard Solo well in his preparation for the Montreal International Competition.

Weirsdo Roundup: Christopher Miracle

Diamonelle can walk on water, even though she has no feet. And you, Liquid Bling?

Christopher has recently appeared to Lambkin, Lammy's daughter, in the Light. He tried to give Lambkin directions to her family, but the language barrier was insuperable.

Weirsdo Roundup: Brown Bear Brownie Confidential

Diamonelle has never turned to Brown Bear Brownie for aid or comfort of any sort.

To my fellow spiritual guides:
In this issue of my newsletter, I want to focus on the virtues of reverse psychology. It is a great tool, but some of my colleagues are reluctant to use it or encourage their patients to, because they equate it with lying, deception, and manipulation.
To all of which I say a big "So what?"
I can't tell you the number of times I have told females to pretend to be enthusiastic toward maniacal scientists who were stalking them, and it always goes the same way: the scientists lose their heads, turn into monsters, and basically just fall into a deep well. Then the females can go back to their normal lives of teaching, getting high with guys who have sandwich heads, losing their daughters in the Light and going after them, or what have you.
On the other side of the coin, I have often told attractive female patients what a bad idea it is to pursue an intimate relationship with their therapists. This ennobles me in their eyes, but at the same time it plants a little seed, and by the time the seed grows into a mighty oak, so to speak, and the acorns are ready to pick, so to speak, believe it or not the bimbos actually feel guilty for corrupting MY professional ethics--which of course only makes the sex that much hotter!
So if you're a timid therapist with "scruples," by all means stick to your weenie ways, but don't expect amazing results, and please don't come to MY couch to whine about how you're not getting any!*

Your Spiritual Counselor,
Brown Bear Brownie

*Should you find yourself making an appointment, remember to chalk it up to another successful deployment of reverse psychology!

Hobbes Jr. Finds Trick a Treat

Just wait till I give that furry flea sack a piece of my mind!
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And Hobbes Junior had roared at Annie's rage.

Buyer Bewarorium

translated the real meaning.