For what it's worth, this is also World Health Day. Do something good for yourself. Speaking of which, this is also No Housework Day, and a Helen Morgendorffer from another universe is our mascot for that. She looks weird as a homemaker, doesn't she? Must be the eyes and her... um... never mind. (Click on any image to enlarge it greatly.)
- An American Girl in Paris, by Quiverwing (COMPLETE!): I waited for Quinn Morgendorffer at Le Ciel De Paris, a comfortable and elegant restaurant on top of the Montparnasse Tower. It has one of the most beautiful panoramic views overlooking Paris, and not surprisingly, it was the place she had especially chosen for our lunch date. Quinn arrived thirty minutes late. She explained she had a meeting at Chanel that morning that concluded later than expected. She had to rush home to change and later struggled to find a taxi in the busy Paris afternoon. “The only rule is don't be boring and dress cute wherever you go. Life is too short to blend in,” she said with a giggle.
- The Dream of the White Darkness, by jtranser (continued): The Shot was detonated. As the plutonium went supercritical in four dimensions, a brilliant blue flash initiated a strange pyrocumulus cloud in the shape of a double Moebius loop propagating through the various realities and associated alternate dimensions, then, just as quickly, disappeared. It was in that moment, as the peculiarly dilatated flash spread across the desert floor, Daria could see the true nature of the planet Earth. Instead of the comforting curved horizon denoting an oblate spheroid with water, rocks and people spinning around its star, she could look down over the edge to see the backs of four enormous elephants holding up the flattened Earth as they stood on the shell of a tortoise whose size dwarfed theirs as he floated in space, his eyes fixed on the burning Mandelbrot set that replaced the sun. [Wow....]
- NEW! Finn Morgendorffer 41: It's Called Boston, by HolyGrail2007 (Part 5): “That’s nice.” All of the men still seemed to have their eyes on Finn, and they didn’t even look at Jane. She knew what was coming, but it was so funny to watch it unfold in front of her.
- NEW! Ring-a-Ling, by Doggieboy (Part 3): “Lovely,” the policewoman said and frowned. “Some pathetic loser, sitting at home in his underwear...or naked, getting his jollies off while scaring women with his equally pathetic fantasies. I’ll just have to make sure the Taser is all charged up when we finally arrest his freaky ass.”