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What can I say to top that??? WHAT CAN I SAY TO TOP THAT??? repeated all our aminals at a Lymenet late night Occupy!
Tell us how you would party in London!!! TELL US HOW YOU WOULD PARTY IN LONDON!!! Robin123, the chronicler of the London 2012 Olymp-tics, repeating the aminals' response loudly enough for Yankee Lymetoo to hear...
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So. what's left to report on Day 14 of our Nitely Bitely Critters news as our Olymp-ticks draw soon to a close?
Perhaps the big news of the day was the Olymp-ticks soccer game - and this was not your usual soccer game, folks - this one was distinguished by various team species rather than by nationalities.
Take, for instance, the English sheepdogs - the ball for them was a woolly sheep toy, which they all relentless drove down the field for several successful goals, so they qualified to move on to the quarterfinals.
The mastiffs, on the other hand, were more interested in loudly growling as they caught the ball in their jowls, vigorously shaking it, so they did not advance.
The lionesses, given a ball shaped like a lion cub, carefully and determinedly carried it in their mouth until they dropped it inside the goal area, so they advanced.
English terriers had a jolly time of it, pouncing on the ball, rolling around with it, joyfully tossing it to and fro amongst their team. It took a while for them all to get it to the goal area, but they did, and advanced.
Foxhounds smelled it as a chase - they were on it so fast that they had to be tossed several balls in order to advance them to the goal area, which they did, so they advanced.
The possums, well, in a word, no. They emulated the ball sitting there on the field. "We can be balls too!" squealed the little ones as they curled up in the shape of a ball. No advancement for the possums, who we're not even sure understood what they were supposed to do.
The gophers - ha - they deserve a lot of credit for their strategy - they went UNDER the field, digging quick tunnels, and sending the ball through and UP into the goal area. They definitely advanced, and got a special commendation for their skillfulness.
The seals, now, they were naturals, and tossed the ball down the field and into the net, and advanced. They were favored to win the tournament.
The bears were hungry and ate the ball. No advancement for them.
The elephants too easily stomped on the ball. Can't work too easily with a flattened item, so they did not advance.
London's cats, well, they did wonderfully well with their ball, as it had a mouse tail on it - they loved that - they batted it down the field and easily chased it inside the goal where they settled down to continue to chew on it, so they advanced.
Irish pointers went straight to the goal area mark every time, and were also favored to win the contest.
The mice didn't fare so well with their little ball, since they tried to take it back to their nests repeatedly, so they did not advance.
Hawks pounced on their ball, picked it up in their beak and flew it into the goal area and dropped it. Heavily favored to win the tournament.
Kangaroos managed to bounce the ball into a kangaroo's pouch, hop down the field with it, and bump it into the goal area, so they advanced.
The chipmunks were real cute with their little balls - into their cheeks the balls went, they ran down the field with them and deposited them in the goal area, so they advanced.
So, the quarterfinals included the sheepdogs, lionesses, English terriers, foxhounds, gophers, seals, cats, Irish pointers, hawks, kangaroos and chipmunks.
Any species forgotten here? Oh, yes, the pythons, who quickly swallowed the ball, regurgitated it, repeated that process, and finally regurgitated the ball into the goal area. A bit cumbersome, but they made it, so they qualified.
So add in the pythons. 12 species in the quarterfinals. And how did they fare?
Well, it mattered who was matched up with who. No one consented to play with the lionesses or the pythons, so they were given honorable mentions for having played.
The hawks were matched up with the chipmunks, of all species, who promptly ran away. Hawks advanced.
Cats weren't too keen about playing with the Irish pointers and they scattered, leaving the pointers to advance.
The foxhounds, matched with the gophers, were actually outwitted by the same gopher winning strategy, so the gophers advanced.
The kangaroos simply jumped faster than the English terriers, who were just too playful on the field, so the roos advanced.
The sheepdog-seal match was an exciting one, as both could keep the ball in play. The aminal crowd roared as they watched the quick action, back and forth, back and forth, down the field! Finally, it was the seals that simply were able to bounce the ball out of the reach of the sheepdogs and score. So the seals advanced.
The semifinals saw the hawks too distracted by all the mice and chipmunks in the arena, and had to be disbarred from the tournament.
The gophers once again defeated their adversaries, the Irish pointers, who once again, could not find their opponents until the gophers popped up in the goal area.
The seal-kangaroo contest was also lively, since both were strong in their abilities to get the ball down the field. In the end, it came down to the seals' ability to actually, well, play the game - they could bounce the ball around - they were naturals. So they triumphed.
So our Olymp-ticks aminals soccer match final saw a play-off between the seals and the gophers. It was a game of now you see it, now you don't. And when you didn't see it, those gophers were busy tunnelling the ball down the field and up into the goal area. Even if the defending seal tried to sit on a known hole, the gophers dug another one quickly.
The gold medal for the aminals' soccer game went to the gophers, who each stood beside a hole they had dug - "Aren't they cute?" aminal spectators exclaimed, as each gopher was awarded its gold medal, which they promptly buried in the field such that no one knew where they were. The soccer field from then on became known as Go-Pher the Gold Field.
The seals were awarded silver medals. Natural soccer players, they were expected to bring the medals back with them and inspire a whole new generation of young seal soccer players.
And bronze medals went to the kangaroos, who had skillfully hopped over any Irish setter in their path during their play-off. They named their bronze medals Joeys, saying that they brought great jo(e)y to them all.
And that, females and males of all species, wraps up our late night aminals soccer match, as we soon close out these historic aminal games.
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Well, with the Olymp-ticks coming to a close tomorrow, the aminals decided the thing to do was to have an Exhibition tonite, or Exhi-bit-ion, as the ticks termed it.
Our ticks started it off with a gymnas-ticks show, with Who Dat showing off his diving powers - he leapt off a high perch in the arena, did a total of, not 3 somersaults, not 6, not 10, not 20, but 26 somersaults, folks, before he landed on field turf - that's a world tick somersault record!!!
And tick questing - oh my - so many aminals leapt out into the field, and ticks were to quest and attach to as many as possible. Our ticks were so quick and attached to moving target aminals in record time!
Tick suck speeds were also amazing - upon attachment, the world record of 10 seconds was broken tonite, with a 6-second new world record!
Then the field became filled with a drop of zillions of bars, and...out came the monkeys, who dazzled with their drops and leaps and spins and spectacular landings!
Then it was the flying squirrels' turn - flying through the air, briefly landing on another bar before taking off again for mid-air flips. They called themselves the Gabbies, in honor of American gymnast Gabby Douglass, nicknamed "the flying squirrel."
Then the gazelles, who had arrived late to the games, and were simply ready to show off their sprint and running speeds - it was hard to keep up with them as they raced around the track a gazellion times...
We didn't really cover the basketball tournament this time around, as basketball playing was covered in our earlier March madness report, but in honor of the US women's basketball team winning their 5th gold today, the Exhi-bit-ion decided to have some hoops playing.
But in aminal style, folks - we're talking all kinds of critters climbing up the pole to the hoop and jumping in it, themselves - the squirrels, the chipmunks, the monkeys, even a spider or two took its turn -
And of course, the Royal family was present, as they had been through much of the games. The aminals loved having taking their pictures with the Royals - Kate, William, Harry, the Queen, her husband and also the Queen's granddaughter who participated in the equestrian contests - her horse was royally feted by the other horses -
And all were waiting for the evening's chief event, which was the entrance into the stadium of the bat who had caught the queen's jewel as it fell out of her hat as she skydived into the stadium with 007 on the opening night of the games -
The bat had been located, finally, by a mole, no less, who found the bat asleep in a hole in the ground near the stadium.
Upon being informed by the mole of the queen's search for the missing bat, the bat consented to swoop in for its ceremony honoring its amazing initial jewel catch,
which, by the way, had then dropped out of its clutches into the beak of a passing hawk, who left the Olymp-ticks after the drama of the aminals' sprint event.
Upon the bat's flying, swooping entrance into the arena, the aminals were up cheering on their paws, claws, etc, and the Queen, standing up, pronounced:
"I now recognize this historic London Olymp-ticks event as the London 2012 Olymp-ticks Exhi-bat-ion and award this bat,
which initially caught a jewel I almost lost, a facsimile jewel engraved with 'London 2012 Olymp-ticks' to take back to its perch for a special eternal glow,"
as she raised her hand with the replicated jewel and the bat swooped down and made off with it - everyone cheered.
But the queen had one more trick up her sleeve - she suddenly threw a great number of facsimile jewels high into the air, which were...caught in mid-toss by no less than dozens of bats waiting their chance to show off their species' amazing catch prowess.
"I now pronounce the Queen's Royal Jewels Bat Toss&Catch Exhi-bat-ion a royal success!!"
The Queen then declared the London 2012 Olymp-ticks Exhi-bat-ion ended, as she got into a hot air balloon with the other royals and ascended out of the stadium into the clear night air for her trip back to Buckingham Palace.
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The last nite of our Nitely Bitely Critters report - the closing ceremony at the London 2012 Olymp-ticks went off, with lots of hitches, as ticks got a last chance to hitch onto whomever was nearby.
All the London icons were shown on the Olymp-ticks floor, with both ticks and aminals already feeling nostalgick for all their many London Olymp-ticks adventures -
Bri-ish authors were given recognition again, with Tickspeare's Tempest pronouncements given central stage,
a vigorous rendition of the Bri-ish group, Stomp, then ensued, with aminals like the elephants, and elephant star L Font, starring in the garbage can stomp routine.
All the athletes then entered the arena, but this time, many of our aminals joined them too, especially our medaling aminals,
our Kam-era catching multi-decorated Chicken Phelps (aka Gregory Peck of yesteryore), Misty Seal and Kerri Seal entering while tossing a fish around;
the winner of the horse Mare-thon, Equestagelana, horsing around; Hickory Mouse, the winner of the Big Ben Clock Climb, was spotted entering on a giant slice of cheese;
and who could forget gold-winning sprinter Butthead once again driving his Nas Car around the arena, throwing out cheesebits to the waving athletes -
And then the performers - reunions of aminal groups like the Monkeys and the Byrds, an appearance by Annie Lemur from the YouBri-icks,
The Who (What, How, When, Where and Why also showing up to provide some back-up), the crowd singing along with 1986 footage of Freddy Heavy Metal Mercury,
the stadium singing and whistling along with "Always Look On The Bite Side Of Life," and "Let It Bee", with bees buzzing throughout the arena, and "Imagine All The Ticks," an arachnid sentimental favorite.
And then the passage of the flag to Rio's mayor, with a taste of what was to come in 2016's Rio's Olymp-tics - ticks agreed that such fancy carnivale costumes and floats would be easy to hide in.
So, we hope that our Nitely Bitely Critters report was enough of a wild ride for you, Just Don, and thanks again to Kam for the use of her Dive-Kam equipment,
and to LymeToo for popping in here from time to time, and we hope she gets to go to London at some point to visit all the locations of our aminal Olymp-ticks exploits.
And one more reflection on the meaning of the games - the Olymp-tick flame is central to these games, as we all know, it being carried 1000s of miles from Greece to the site of the Olymp-ticks.
Well, very fittingly, London's original name was actually (and I kid you not!) Lughdunum, meaning place of Lugh. And who was Lugh? He was the old god of fire.
So even today, people, aminals and ticks still gather around a central hearth fire for communitick events, and we look forward to that next happening in Rio in 2016!
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But before Rio happens, we have a very current event continuing the flame tradition - Burning Man is about to occur, in two weeks time, in a Nevada desert setting called Black Rock, known to ticks as Black Tick Rock,
and aminals who are planning to go are already starting to land at local ticknology centers to create their gigantick creations -
the rumor is that instead of a man, that there will be a giant tick installed for the week before its effigy is burned on Labor Day, as the Man is every year.
Ticks and aminals appreciate the creativity of humans every year as they arrive by the thousands to set up theme camps, and this year will see some interesting ones set up by our intrepid traveling ticks and aminals,
some fresh from the London Olymp-ticks, the rest from, well, wherever they come from for a week of imaginatick camp events...
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Oh, and we've had one more report come in from the London Olymp-ticks, about a rowing race with an actual team of Bri-ish Lymies -
we're told the race was different than the usual rowing races in that it involved a number of S-curves, making it a bit S-curvy for the participants,
who, upon finishing the race, were feeling dizzy, and declared themselves, "Well, I'm..." and collapsed next to the course.
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Well, our aminals and ticks have had a little time to rest up from all their Olymp-ticks somersaulting and swooping and divebombing
and are now arriving at the Nevada Black Tick Rock site for the annual create-community-for-thousands-in-one-week-then leave-and-leave-no-trace collectick experience.
The Burning Man experience usually creates an effigy of a large man, which then burns at the end of the week, just before Labor Day. Everyone comes and creates theme camps in a grid laid out in a large semi-circle.
Started in 1986, with an effigy burned at Baker Beach in San Francisco, which this writer happened to witness, not realizing creative history was being made,
the tradition continued each year, and had to be moved to a Nevada desert site to accommodate the growing number of people who wanted to participate in the artistic experience. A theme was called for each year's creativity.
This year's theme is fertility, since the idea of Burning Man has spread around the world, with many local theme camps occurring.
Or, in our case, the theme is fertilitick, and instead of a giant man, there is a giant tick that will go up in flames at the end of the week.
Participants are invited to come to Black Tick Rock and create theme camps here this week and describe them to us...
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Ok, you can help with the pyrotechnics on Sunday!
Btw, if you have anything to say about the giant tick now looming over Burning Tick, go ahead...
Yes, isn't it amazing - a city for over 50,000 people and after it's over, "no trace" of it in the desert, or so they say...
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Ok, folks, we have our first Burning Tick theme camp set up at the Black Tick Rock Nevada site tonite, and anyone is welcome to add to it - it is...
A large circle of FIR sauna tents form its outer border. Anyone visiting the camp can start with a session in any of the available tents.
May I say, this camp has a good capacity electric generator for all of its electrical needs.
Scattered throughout the camp are some of the larger equipment, like a walk-in hyperbaric oxygen chamber, a large FIR cedar cabinet that can fit a couple occupants, and a small pool for some gentle stretching. There is still room for some more larger pieces.
There are pumps and towels by every couple sauna tents for folks to water down after sweats.
There is a med tent, a green cross tent, for anyone who would like to try treatments, including stem cell injections, etc, and there are medical staff available to provide such services.
There are two nutritious drink and eats areas. One is in an enclosed tent with soft colors, subdued lighting and gentle music playing.
The other area is open to the elements such that folks can eat and imbibe and watch the ongoing Burning Tick show cavorting around them.
The menu is most enjoyable, if anyone would care to describe it...
Both are open to inclusion of the Lyme tea party, and once in awhile, one of our aminals, the White Rabbit, hops through, exclaiming, "I'm late, I'm late, for a very important fate" before he hops into one of the FIR sauna tents for a little while.
Smaller items are also found in the circle, like lie-down FIR bags and biomats. Visitors are also encouraged to come to the Lyme/co TLC camp with any of their equipment.
There is also an activities area for art therapy with lots of art materials, for music therapy with lots of instruments to play, a movement area for gentle yoga, tai chi, dance movement, etc.
There is also a place for visiting ticks to go, to feast on recent roadkill so they don't have to go biting live camp visitors.
Lizards are given special consideration as well, as they tolerate ticks well, cancelling any infections in them. They spend the time in the Lizard Lounge, which is full of lizard perches made by the good folks in Bolinas, CA, who make them to actually invite lizards to sun in their yards.
So, anyone is invited to add to this camp! Welcome, Lyme/co TLC camp!!!
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Joining you in the fir sauna... and droppin' my towel. Mmmmm evergreen and steam ...
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Saying hello to our newly-arrived Black Tick Rockers Lymetoo and AuntyLynn!!
Glad you're feeling cool in the desert, Lymetoo - must be that little pool you're splashing around in, with the green spirulina and flaxseed shakes handed to you as desired from the nutritious healthshake bar -
And AuntyLynn, so relaxing to be visiting with you in the large sauna tent...do you have a favorite refresher drink? It can be provided, you know -
Our cedar sauna does have glass windows, so we can enjoy the sights of others as well who have made their way to our various treatments, including lots of heads sticking up out of the portable sauna tent ring.
Some have been brought to the Lyme/co TLC camp by our LymeMobile, a small white car with a lyme-green cross on it, with a license plate saying: GO ASK ALICE!
And indeed, it IS Alice from Alice in WanderLyme, driving the little car around, with folks asking, as she drives by, "Alice, Alice, who the h**l is Alice?"
But we know, and we smile - she makes for a very interesting tour guide, with her pet White Rabbit, who knows better than to get any ticks on him...
And that giant tick in the distance - nice to know it will burn, baby, burn, come Sunday eve - some camp visitors are making preparations even now for that occurrence...
But not before we get a few more camps set up, as the aminals arrive...
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Ok, Black Tick Rock is in full swing, with many species encampments -
let's see, we have the jackrabbits gathering hoppening, and the talk there is of the exotic nature of the visiting White Rabbit, who seems to always be in a hurry, as he whisks through -
The sidewinder snake gathering is besides itself with all the flurry of species camping out near them - they're trying to put it all aside, but, a snake's a snake -
The rattlesnakes are a noisier crew, with their rattling going day and night, and they too are trying to behave...
so that the rats and the mice and all small critters can come to the camp for the week and remain present...
the coyotes are also trying to behave themselves, asking howl we all ever get along here for a week? so far, so good, as they have not yet et the other camps' residents -
Our desert tortoises are indulging one another, painting their shells with fluorescent paints, ending up looking very much like slow-moving intricate rug or pottery patterns -
The scorpions have arrived from the surrounding area, all telling stinging tails of their desert journeys -
And our ticks - can't forget them here - they have also been crawling around, telling tall tick tales,
bragging about how many critters they managed to bite on the way to Black Tick Rock, the longest they have managed to hang on in the past to any creature, etc.
There is also Camp Garrapata, for all the hablo-espanol ticks from the Southern US, Mexico and further south.
Some adventuresome ticks have elected to leave the tick encampment for more camp touring - known as Ticks on Bikes, they have discovered this really fun way to get around and bite all there is to bite at Black Tick Rock.
Of course, tick bikes are pretty small, and might not be noticeable unless you are a tick, which suits them fine.
Their alternative bike mode is on the humans' bikes, and many get around that way too, and do lunch at the same time...
And we haven't yet reported on the nature of the Giant Tick's arrival - each body part was cast separately at a Ticknology Center in the LA area and brought collectively bundled on a semi to the desert, where it was assembled,
with four giant tick legs anchored in the desert sand, with two more dangling and then the top two reaching up in the desert sky, atop a large round dark center.
The body is completely hollow and will be the carrier for the fireworks and explosive fiery materials to burn come Sunday eve.
Anyone tick-bitten has been invited to write their stories about how they were bitten and to post it on the body of the Tick.
Also anyone bringing any dead ticks they had tested can deposit them in the Tick's body for the Sunday burn.
Already the Tick is full of attached stories and dead ticks and is a popular destination at Black Tick Rock.
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WOW - thx, Lymetoo, for the slideshow tour of what's been going on there this year!!!
If any of you think I'm nuts here, you should take a look at the real thing!!
I liked #10 - a person keeping cool in a fishbowl helmet - and they're wearing a fishbowl half full of water! The other half is air, so they can breathe...
#15 El Pulpo Mecanico - burning - it kinda looks like a burning tick!
#17 a flaming tuba, bass-ically...
#19 an aerial view of the camp laid out in a semi-circle grid
#20 "a man is captured and tagged by members of Animal Control during the Billion Bunny March" - remember, the theme this year is fertility, hence the billion bunnies. Very clever.
#21 Billion bunny women. Now I think Burning Tick feels right at home - we probably could have made it an actual camp there, and nobody would have raised an eyebrow...
#34 the Man...
#38 Very artsy: a large structure with cut-out circles in its walls, from top to bottom: from vertically long ones at the top, to round ones in the middle, to horizontal ones at the lower end - very attractive, I think - nice way to look out at the world...
Folks, this is sheer adult play on the playa! Also, I see it as people being tribal together, in modern ways.
So, having seen all that, I think Burning Tick is feeling quite at home tonite!
And what a nite it is, 'cause it's...
****** **** ***SATURDAY BITE FEVER PARTY NITE!!***** *** ******
At the discotick!! With "Disco, disco tick!" strains ringing out across the ticks' camp -
with ticks crawling around on two legs, some with no less than 6 legs up waving around, singing: Oh, oh, oh, oh, staying attached, staying attached!!
And, "O-oh, O-oh, you got the best of my bite!"
Sylvestick (Stallone) was quite a dancin' tick hit there tonite!
And then there were also some refrains of "My Bite," sung by the well-known tick group, All-Kinds-O'-Temptations:
"I guess you'd say What could make me feel this way? My bite! (my bite! my bite!) Singin' 'bout my bite! (my bite!)
If anyone heard anymore tick party songs here tonite, let us know...
Anyway, a little report here - we're getting word that the jackrabbits really dug the billion bunny march - they fit right in -
and their party is really hoppin' tonite -
Oddly enough, their party is next to the frogs''ntoads' party - they thought it would be a good mix, with the adjacent sounds of "ribbit, ribbit" - could be saying rabbit. And "Froggie went a-courting" certainly fit right in with the fertilitick theme.
The desert bighorn sheep were delighted with the humans' unicorn stampede, as shown in #37 of the above slideshow - now all the humans need is a duo-corn and the sheep will fit right in...
the sheep also enjoyed seeing and hearing any human horn players -
and the rattlesnakes were heard rattlin' looooonnng into the nite (with the scorpions stingin' along...)
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Well, we had one here last nite! "What a life, what a bite, what a Saturday nite!" This could also be known as Tickstock, come to think of it.
And now all wacky desert events must come to an end, unless you happen to be a tarantula or scorpion or desert jack-rabbit or a Nevada desert bighorn sheep, etc, then you will watch as everyone else leaves your playa, maybe wondering where DO they all go...
Forgot to mention that some of our London Olymp-tick participants did make it over to this side of the pond, where they set up a recap Olymp-ticks site, for anyone here who was a fan of theirs, and also just for curious onlookers -
our chickens had fun crossing the many playa roads, dodging art bikes and giant flannel tick catchers. Chicken Phelps (formerly Gregory Peck) pecked up as many ticks as he could find as he crossed.
Many of our London contestants had fun racing the jackrabbits and all the playa bikes, the riders often doing a double-take as they saw - what, Kanga Roo jumping along next to them (the desert trip being a stop-off on the way back to Kanga's home continent),
oh, and Butthead the mouse driving his Nas Car had a blast, and this time, even Penfield the horse got a second chance to show his galloping stuff alongside the careening car, as the mouse-car team still vrrooooommmmeeed wildly around the outskirts of Burning Tick.
Desert mice could hardly believe their little eyes and ears as they took in the exploits of this dynamic duo. The story became a legend passed on to many generations of mice progeny. That was fertilitick in action for ya...
Hickory, Dickory and Doc Mouse, of Big Ben Clock Climb fame, also made it over, and THEY decided they were going to climb Burning Tick,
just because they could, and also, they had a little mouse feeling in them about getting back at all the ticks that had ever bitten them, for once, when usually the opposite was the case, that ticks climbed THEM.
The three mice had fun, starting with any planted leg, racing up the body and down the other side. They clocked their runs, for fun, calling their clocking Tick Tock.
This easy activity continued until just about now, as the call is going out that Burning Tick is about to become one with the wide universe...
A call has gone out for all those who have ever been bitten by ticks to come on over and form a line to hold the long green lines, coming from four directions, like a green cross, that each lead to one of the four Burning Tick legs planted on the Playa.
Some of the assembled have written the stories attached all over the Tick's body about how they were tick-bitten. Some have brought dead ticks that they deposited in the Tick's body.
And now the hour is upon us - Alice from the Alice in WanderLyme camp drives up in the white-and-green LymeMobile, remember, the one with the license plate, GO ASK ALICE.
"ALICE! ALICE! WHO THE H**L IS ALICE?" cries the crowd. Alice shrugs, since she has a passenger, who jumps out, shrieking,
"I AM NOT ALICE! I AM THE QUEEN OF HARTS!" and indeed, a Hart Queen has just arrived, who hoppens to be a distant cousin of the Queen of England who declared open and then closed the London Olymp-ticks.
The Queen of Harts finds herself now encircled by a curious group of jack-rabbits, eager to sniff out this strange new rabbit visitor,
who has SUCH a strange accent, pronouncing her name something like the "Queen of Hots," (yes, it is warm out here, the rabbits agree)
and, "I'm a Royal Robbit, I'll have you know!" she exclaimed, and then pronounces, loudly enough for all present species to hear: "I now declare Burning Tick officially almost ovah! Off with its head!"
At this point, the mystery bearer of the London flame showed up, and it was...the honored bat from the London Olymp-ticks who had initially caught the Queen's falling jewel,
who, along with Hawkins the hawk (who had caught the jewel when it fell out of the bat's clutches) had managed to swoop and soar and toss the flame all the way from London to the Nevada desert,
and so finally our bat landed, who by the way, had had bestowed on him a royal name, Sir BatCan, by the English Queen,
who was so impressed with the bat's ability to have caught her falling jewel as she parachuted out of that helicopter with the spy tick James Bite into the opening nite of the London Olymp-ticks -
- we interrupt this narrative to let you know that, yes, James Bite has been here, for several days, and his biggest job has been to locate all ticks at this site
and get them safely out of the way of this coming tickmageddon, and he has done exactly that, and is pleased that his job is done, so back to the fiery festivities -
So, as I was saying, our Bat That Can landed with the Olymp-tick torch at the end of one of the long green lines being held by all the species that ran to one of the Tick's legs.
Then, Hawkins the hawk swooped in and flew it to another leg line.
Then the September Hare - it had been the March Hare, but it is now September, so it is six months older - jumped in and hopped it over to the third leg's long line, and lit the end,
then finally, Alice, who was in on this plot, as the honored final flamebearer, drove up, picked up the torch, drove around to the end of the line leading to the fourth leg,
and having lit the line, exclaimed, "Now you won't be asking who I am anymore - I am the honorable last flamebearer at Burning Tick - remember that!"
as she proudly rose up and appeared almost ten feet tall, at least to the jackrabbits, and maybe even like 100 feet tall to the nearby scorpions,
but to distant flying hawks, she looked rather small - it all depends on what looking glass you're looking through, does it not?
anyway, all stood back as the flames reached the four implanted Tick legs, shot up into the body and out the other two dangling legs and then out the two legs questing upwards into the desert nite sky.
"Aaahhhh," exclaimed everyone, "the Tick finally burns!" They watched as the large dark body of the Tick began to turn a subtle orange glow.
They thought about all the times they had been bitten. They thought about all the times they wanted there to be no more infected ticks in the world. That was the collective wish at Burning Tick, that one day there would be no more infected ticks in the world.
"Imagine all the ticks gone, it's easy if you try," someone started softly singing, as everyone joined in.
Except for the ticks, of course, that spy tick James Bite had successfully made sure were at the other end of the camp. THEY knew everyone would be leaving soon, but THEY would still be around...
Glowing and glowing and glowing and glowing, that Tick body, into the night.
Y'all reading here can take a nap now, if you want, 'cause it takes awhile to burn down a Really Big Burning Tick.
Go ahead, refresh yourselves, have a bite to eat and something to drink. Break time here. Maybe be a little inspired by the Lyme tea party on the Playa, and actually, back on Lymenet as well,
in Medical Questions, no less, if you search for it, for the Medical Question is, how much tea can you drink at these Lyme tea parties, and the answer is, as much as you want!
Ok, finally the Tick leg pieces are falling --&((*&%$#, &*))#%^*^$#@%, )(*&^%$^%$)(*&, - what a sound a falling Burning Tick makes! - )(&^*$%#, %*&&$%$
and now the body is going, with another *%&&&^%$#@(*&^&^$&#&%#&^%$^)(*&%$*&$)(* and another *&^%#%$#)*&^$&^, (*&&*%, (*&^%#^$@, and *&^%#$@)(*^(&%&$, (*&*&$&%# - ok, that just about does it! - )*&*^%$ -
smoldering bits of Tick part pieces are now lying about on the desert sand. (*&%*%$(*&%^%$
They will cool by the morning, when everyone starts leaving Burning Tick, and many will pick up a piece or two as souvenirs of their week here.
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