A (Nor Cal Kilt) Night at the Opera

[The F-H.C.A.G.]

...snip... Are all Celtic goddesses blood-thirsty? or, Did the F-H.C.A.G. lose her descriptor to (or pick up the torch from) the Lady MacBeth?

Don't worry! I haven't lost my descriptor. Where would most of the world's powerful ones be without their Lady MacBeths?

Has anyone considered that Hank may have outlived his usefulness? I must go and whisper in my dear husband's ear....

Be well,

[way2fractious]

Don't worry! I haven't lost my descriptor.
....
I must go and whisper in my dear husband's ear....

{shuddering in nervous terror, frantically scanning behind me, tremulously pleading} Please, please, no one call me "Banquo"! (Lord MacBeth's field commander and closest friend, whom MacBeth ordered murdered at his wife's behest).

[Panache]

Don't worry w2f! Colin was the guy with me when the witches told me that I would rule XMTS but that Colin's sons would rule after me...

Yes my dear Flame-Haired Celtic Amazon Goddess?

You wish to whisper something in my ear?

HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM............


Cheers

Jamie

[davedove]

Don't worry w2f! Colin was the guy with me when the witches told me that I would rule XMTS but that Colin's sons would rule after me...

Yes my dear Flame-Haired Celtic Amazon Goddess?

You wish to whisper something in my ear?

HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM............


Cheers

Jamie

Sounds like a coup in the making. Gee, I can a see a story here somewhere.

[Panache]

Sounds like a coup in the making. Gee, I can a see a story here somewhere.

Can you imagine an X Marks version of Macbeth?

MACBETH

So foul and fair a day I have not seen. Great was the fight that my pleats hath rumpled thoroughly and unsightly is the stain of blood that defaces my front apron! Thankful that I changed into my five yarder and spared my tank and it's military box pleats from the rigors of battle.

BANQUO

How far is't call'd to Forres? Hopeful you can expunge the unsightly stain and have thy pleats rendered crisp yet again. For the Macbeth tartan is proud and should be with dignity that befits it. I too am glad that I went with my boxpleat kilt that provided ease of moment through the day's actions. To my horror it has become holed with a spear's point and I must see to it's mending.

(enter witches)

What are these?
So wither'd and so wild in their attire with pleats that course left and right , to sett, to stripe, and to no stripe on the same kilt?
That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth,
And yet are on't? Live you? or are you aught
That man may question? You seem to understand me,
By each at once her chappy finger tapping on
Upon her sporran...

Macbeth

By my gaze those would be leather Night Stalker sporrans

Banquo

Tis True

you should be women,
And yet you wear kilts for the apron opens on the right side...






Cheers

Jamie

[davedove]

You know, MacBeth is one of the bard's plays that I haven't read yet. Now I probably won't be able to without thinking of this.

Of course, I can now see members posting their own XMarks versions of the plays.