So, here’s the plan. Everyone who wants to participate, please leave a comment or however many you want to leave. When I feel that the thread is dead, I’m going to print out a paper copy of the article and thread. These are going to be put into a plastic bottle, something like a two liter pop bottle and the top will be sealed, perhaps with some kind of epoxy around the lid to try to ensure that water won’t get in. I’m also planning on enclosing a handwritten letter with some personal information, such as our address, email addresses and phone numbers. I’ll explain why the article and thread are included in the bottle.
The first day thereafter that has a good south wind, Kevin and I will either take the bottle with the messages out beyond our cove in the kayaks, or we’ll toss it off the end of the pier by the lighthouse into Lake Erie. Yes, it may only get as far as Canada. It may end up in Pennsylvania, New York, or Michigan. It could also end up in the next town. Perhaps it may also go a lot further.
I’m hoping for a lot of participation. No, this isn’t a way to whore points, although that will be a nice benefit. What I’m trying to do is communicate in one of the most old-fashioned ways known to man and get a message to a single, unknown individual from our world-wide community. Hopefully, this message in a bottle will include greetings from across our entire country, Canada, the UK, Australia, Russia and Europe to name just a few. You get the idea?
So, say “hi” to the Bottle Finder People from wherever your niche in the world may be. If you don’t feel comfortable revealing your actual whereabouts, that’s fine, too. Just say “Hi, Bottle Finder People!”
Of course, if we’re still alive and Gather is still around, I’ll report back if we ever hear from the Bottle Finder People.
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Hi, Bottle Finder People from Ina Townsend Young in Huron, Ohio, USA
Here is a hello from Northern Nevada!
My name is Marsha. I live in the wild and wonderful state of West Virginia. We are having a heat wave, and the temp has been in the high 90's for several days. Hope you're enjoying your treasure from the deep!!
Have a wonderful day!
We'll be right back with the swimsuit portion of this competition right after these words from our sponsors...
Greetings from the soon to be ocean front city of Baton Rouge.
Wendy ~ Ahahahahahaha! See if I give you my NEW phone number!
flit aka Lauralee from Victoria Harbour ON
Just pray towards Dorchester, Mass.
charles ~ I hope we don't have to explain this to them.
Let me rephrase that... she lives in Illinois, just like Sue!
Whew!
I forgot to tell you I am a millionaire. If, after you find our message, you call,
email or use the Pony Express to get in touch with Ina, our project director, I promise you a HUGE reward.
(Note to Ina ~ that should take care of a quick response!... Now I gotta go talk to my banker asleep on the couch watching TV)
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I'd comment more, but me and Kevin just ate some bad shrimp and things aren't looking too pleasant for our bathroom right now.
Oh - and greetings from the Hollow Bell Forest, located in the hostile and utterly secluded fever swamps of central Alabama. Few enter here, and far fewer ever leave. Have a nice day. Or whatever.
GO TIGERS!
(Clemson, that is)
An island lost at sea, oh
Another lonely day
With no one here but me, oh....
Well, this is a Message in a Bottle, and I'm on an island called Alameda in San Francisco Bay. Okay, it's not quite deserted--in fact I've just had Joanne, another gather member, here. But it may get deserted in the future, I can assure you, if they close that middle school.
Little ole me from Houston Texas. If you didn't get your wish, then the jeanie must have escaped before you found the bottle!
Ruth
So long....and Thanks for All the Fish!!
Which might be a good thing too, if you recall the theory according to which if anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something more bizarrely inexplicable.
(But then there's the other theory that this has already happened. )
Hey, I wanna know....if Sting finds this, do we all get a bonus???
Well aren't you lucky. If you join Gather.com after finding this bottle, you'll have something to talk about with all of us--right away. We hope to see you around!
Wish You Were Here!
I hope the act of opening and reading makes an impression of how people from various parts of the world can connect and make a difference in each other's lives.
Ina, leave it to you to come up with this fun idea!
Hello Dear Bottle Opener from the lovely state of Michigan... Where we are surrounded by huge lakes. Although we are not really an island, we are called a peninsula. Some live in the Upper Peninsula and are called Yoopers... and the rest of us live under the bridge in the Lower Peninsula and we are called Trolls! We have such a wonderful and happy time together here.
Please be so kind as to let us know who you are and where you're from at your earliest opportunity. If you can stop laughing long enough!!!!
Sharon R. from the middle of the Lower Peninsula of Michigan.
As you can see, this is one odd group of people. You are very honored, indeed, to be the one to find and open this bottle. You must start thinking soon about what you want your three wishes to be.
I will be going to work now, and leaving you to the mercy of this verbose bunch for a few more hours.
Ina
The question is an illusion. There are no answers or questions. There is only service to cats.
(Well, it WAS beautiful, 'til the bridge fell into the Mississippi.)
I am Zeldapie, and I channel lovely beautiies -- Louise Brooks, Bette Davis, Ava Gardner, Tuesday Weld -- but only the Post Tarts know what I really look like - tee hee! Here's an open invitation to come to Minneapolis and St. Paul -- we Post Tarts will show you around!
This is Frick! The Discount Musical Prankster. I used to be the Disco Musical Prankster, then I added a few more letters to my moniker. Alcohol was involved.
Greetings and felicitations to you, finder of the bottle. You may have already won $10,0000!! Ed McMahon is on his way with a giant check for you!
Tell me, Frank...
What is in this bottle?
Beautiies = beauties.
I hate finding my typos.
*Waves over the miles to Melinda.
Hey hey, Melinda!
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It's right next to that Starbucks™ on Exit 67 off Route 80 eastbound...
I don't get what a Ford Automobile has to do with it, but what the heck...
Don't run with scissors
And don't spit into the wind...
I'm happy to see everyone having so much fun on the thread! I hope the Bottle Finder People aren't too scared off. Or straight laced. Or children.
Yes, DevilWoman. Lake Erie. I believe you're from that land between the breasts, aren't you?
Believe it or not, mike, I didn't. That series is the only thing he's ever written that I just can't deal with. Too obscure or something. I could never get into it, but I do have the whole thing in hardcover in my collection.
And it's 42.
That series is the only one I found sloggish. It's on the shelf in the den. Maybe when I retire...
"YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH....." The high point of the show.
julian, I just laughed hysterically. I have to go out now and meet the new boss.
(And to those who are not inclined to play with us kids here on the water--- you're missing a lot of fun!)
Thank you, Duckie! I was wondering how so many new people found me! I am so appreciative!
The Gathering world is infinite.
mike ~ We're thinking of outfitting it with bobbers.
;)
Run, Bottle Finder People! Run quickly and maybe mike e. won't be able to find you!
No, we don't all wear kilts, some of us are women
Yes, I have tried haggis and like it very much
Yes, the sun does sometimes shine in Scotland
No, I don't know Billy Connolly or Sean Connery
If you decide to join Gather, don't pay attention to the wacky people listed above. They are always forgetting their medication. That's why some people here are psych nurses.
Also, despite the fact that we're all mad here, please don't give this bottle to anyone from Homeland Security. If I end up in Guantanamo, no one will feed my cat.