Saturday, January 07, 2006

1001 Points of Light

Story #26 A tale of progress from Iran.

To hear the story, click on Scheherezade. (Right)










To read the story, click on Ali Baba. (Left)





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34 comments:

karma said...

great story. i always suspected Aral was gay ;))

Walela is a wise one. i always listen to talking dogs. it's one of my endearing virtues

Sar said...

This is a fantastic story, Doug! You are too clever for your own good, but just right for ours. AP3 rules and you made a story that suits her and cracked me up.

I like Walela's new idea. I think it will be fun to see how you craft these clever stories about our blogger buddies, but it will still be nice to hear stories about you too. The question is - will they be woven stories as well? I thought it sounded like you had an exceptionally interesting life. Hmm. ;)

Sar said...

Btw, I've always prounced it "airal" so it was interesting to hear it said "arral". I wonder how everyone else pronounces it.

Tom & Icy said...

Virtue - a parody of morality. Good luck Walela! Woof!
We love AP3, one of the most creative minds in blogdom.

actonbell said...

Wonderful story--bravo! In the very beginning, I actually thought you were relaying a story she gave you, lol. You surprised me with this crafty idea:)
She'll love it!
jogyrbdv--I'm not making that up

Doug said...

Thanks Karma, did her wife give it away?

Aw, thanks, Sar. The plan as I've received it is that stories about me will still be true stories but I'm supposed to do fiction about all of you most of the time. Otherwise, Walela takes away all my toys. Arral was a last minute executive decision.

Great definition, Icy! Good girl! And you're a great judge of bloggers.

Thanks, Actonbell and I hope so. I also hope you noticed that you can opt out of this and that you choose not to. Obviously, the big one that got away when I was fishing for guests is high on my list of stories to tell.

Miz BoheMia said...

I was perplexed at first but Walela explained it all so beautifully. The bohemian is no longer confused...

So we're all fair game huh? Let the games begin!

As for the story, I bow before you oh wise one!

mireille said...

This is very neat. And I *love* the way AP3 looks in those see-through harem pants! *cute!* It's like I Dream of Jeannie but a concubine of more intellectual substance! xoxo

AP3 said...

DOUG! HEY! YOU'RE MAKING FUN OF ME! (Okay, so I'm an easy target...)

Thank you for that hilarious, incredibly creative ROAST! LOL

I enjoyed it very much.

I would've been here sooner, but I just got back from a meeting at my church, trying to get them to use renewable electricity. Then I came home, did my kundalini yoga, and ate hummus. Then I sat down to read blogs.

The funny thing is, the above paragraph is True! I'm a parody of myself.

AP3 said...

Oh, and I hope you don't stop telling your own stories completely -- I enjoy them very much!

Tan Lucy Pez said...

LOL! You had me goin' dawg! She really WAS in undercover work for the Navy, so for the first two or three seconds...

Great creative story. Perfect. And LOL on AP3's comment too. She walks the walk.

I can't think why anyone would opt out of your story telling. Sounds like wonderful fun.

dddragon said...

Was this before or after Shahryar met Scheherazad?

LOVE the story, and I'm looking forward to more!

dddragon said...

Virtue: The patience needed to wait for the weekend story.

Jamie Dawn said...

If anyone chooses to opt out of being used and abused, I think you should not do the virtuous thing and exclude them from your verbal shenanigans. They should be made an example of.

LOVE the story! Truth is, Aral (I thought it was pronounced Air-al too) has the smarts to make that story true.

Logophile said...

Too funny.
One should always listen to their dog.
Love the story, and the comments above.
Weekends promise to be even MORE interesting around here.

Doug said...

Yes, Miz B. Bohemians are always fair game anyway.

Isn't she cute, Mireille?

Ah, Aral, so glad you like it. I knew you wouldn't take offense until I put the post up. I've been nervously awaiting your arrival ever since. And yes, I'll keep telling my own stories hopefully with a refreshed interest in the topic.

Hard to tell with polygamous cultures, Dddragon. And I appreciate your indulgence.

That's a good point, Jamie Dawn. Maybe I'll post about the opt-opters under their real name if I can figure it out.

Thanks, logophile, and yes, the dogs call the shots. Even the ones who aren't technically pointers.

Doug said...

Oh, TLP, 1001 apologies. Right, I was hoping for surprise in two stages.

Sponge Girl said...

Ooh, now where does this little idea come from?

If you do decide to elaborate on the noodle incident (I still can't believe it was you!), I deny everything. Besides, I was young, and I'd never seen a man in chaps before.

tlm said...

So I suppose convincing Walela that you are the alpha dog of your household is out of the question, huh?

Minka said...

I read the story last night under the influence *giggle* and just didn´t get it. It makes more sense now. Well done, Doug!*bows* This so could have been AP3 in real life...

Fred said...

Maybe we should send Aral over there. She'd have things fixed up in no time.

Day by Day said...

Wonderful... had me going at first... LOL! Great "story" teller you are... :)~

ariel said...

should this story be taken parabolical?

pia said...

Doug you're way too clever for me; did believe the story for the first second

2006 should be a very interesting year

weirsdo said...

Hi Mr. Pimpy-Dog!!!!!! I love stories you dont hafto read!!!!! And I will go with you for a malted like you ast on Ice Cream's blog, but make mine slimfast please, and THERE BETTER BE TRUTH IN ADVERTIZING!!!!!!!! If there is, I'd even play a game of chest poker with you afterward's!!!!
Anyhoo, back to you're story, Mrs. Weirsdo says you got it from the Arab Nikhts, with a "K"!!!!!! Are you sure there not terrorist's?? I hope you're not letting out secret info here!!!!
But I wanted to tell you that if you do any stories about me, please dont get info from Dirty, Ice Cream's Dad!!!!!
Other wise, tho I'm the LAST person to try and get atention, of coarse I dont mind if SPESHAL freinds wanna let the world in on my hopes and dreams--discretely of coarse!!!!!
Tx for under standing!!!! Kiss kiss!

ariel said...

so how that story with the lion was?...

Doug said...

Geez, A. Spo, are you hitting me up for a producer credit already?

Pretty much, TLM, especially beacuse I need both hands to type.

Monika, I'm dying to know how it sounded under the influence. Thanks.

Fred, you should drop that in the suggestion box.

Thanks, Day-by-day.

Hahaha, Ariel. At least.

Pia, I got up early to put one over on you.

Pansi, I understand. You're a reluctant superstar. I promise to be gentle. If you have any dirt on Weirsdo, will you email me? See you at the soda fountain.

Oh, Ariel, it was nothing, really, just this Lion was going to eat a little girl and I saw it from the tree, so I swung down on a vine and plucked the lion to safety. Anyone would have done it. I love animals.

Minka said...

Sorry, I am still giggling too much to give comprehensible answers.What a night! But I remember that it was very funny and curiously enough it had many spit incidents while reading;)

weirsdo said...

O. K., Mr. Pimpy-Dog!!!! I went down to the Hobbesywood soda founten and wated and wated, but no body like the one on Ice Cream's site showed up!!!! What gives??
I hope you werent with sponge girl or Smart Alic!!!!!

P. S. How long can the e-males on the weirsdo's be????

Doug said...

Oh my, Monika. Well done.

Pansi, you'll never believe this but on the way over, I stopped to buy you some flowers and a van pulled up in front of the liquor store and three trolls jumped out with machine guns and told the shop-keeper "your flowers or your life" and I said "You don't mean me, right? These flowers are for the celebrity, Pansi" and the trolls said "You have a date with Pansi?!?!?!?!" and they attacked me but my only thought was to keep your flowers intact so I covered them with my body to keep the bullets from harming the petals and they grabbed me and carried me off and told me all these sordid things about you but I didn't believe them and finally, five minutes ago, I persuaded them to let me go and as I was leaving they said "Well, I guess you're her four o'clock, but at 4:30 it's my turn." So whattaya say, meet me at four?

The emails can be very long.

Alice: In Wonderland or Not said...

I'm so gullable.

weirsdo said...

Your story is as full of holes as the passer's by woud of been if we aloud cave troll's to have mashine guns!!!!!! I bet you dont realy look atALL like that guy on Dog's Daze!!!!!!!
But it wont be the first time my buty and fame has intimated woud be sooters!!!!!! Me and JESUS forgive you!!!!! See you in Heaven!!!!
Kiss Kiss!!!!!

Doug said...

Gotcha, Alice?

Thank you, Pansi, Kiss Kiss! By the way, tell Weirsdo I don't care how many degrees she has. There's no 'K' In The Arabian Nights.

weirsdo said...

I did NOT tell Pansi that! She got all mixed up, as usual! When I mentioned the provenance of your story to her she assumed I was referring to a Middle Eastern terrorist group, and when I told her there was no k on the beginning, she put it in the middle instead.
And the only dirt she is going to dig up on me is stuff like "They have boooks in the BEDROOM!!!!"