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Babs Lumberton - 11/22/2020 10:56pm

Job claimed by tangiblecroc 2021-05-24 11:57:59

Mighty Wonderland Logging Ltd.

Dream boards ahoy! I've got 270,000 board feet of Mighty Wonderland dream timber, needs to get to Pineville for that big secret project going on at the New Mill.

And yes that's a MIGHTY LOAD! 6750 planks, each one ten feet long, two feet wide, and 2 inches thick. They're stacked for shipment in convenient 10 ft x 10 ft x 10 ft units, 300 planks to a bundle, and we've got 22 and a half of them! So you'll need at least about 22,500 cubic feet of cargo space. That's a 2,250 sq foot footprint, assuming you've got the headroom. Check my math if you think I'm wrong, but I think you'll need a mighty big ship.

The weight of this shipment, however, is up to you, as this is dream timber fresh from the Mighty Wonderland. If you find the burden of its weeping sap too heavy for you, just remember that for every Dream Tree harvested, Mighty Wonderland Logging Ltd. plants TWO in its place!

Follow the hoot owls to the landing space in the clear cut outside our HQ in Millerston to pick up this job.

Babs Lumberton, Esq.
Mighty Wonderland Logging Ltd.
Planting our Dreams for Tomorrow, Consuming our Dreams for Today




tangiblecroc 5/24/2021 11:57am


First job as a newly found sky sailor. What a glorious journey this shall be.






Babs Lumberton 7/11/2021 11:52pm


I've been thinking about that shipment of dream timber we sent to Pineville. That was a whole lot of planks--135,000 square feet of raw dream structure. Just over three acres! What could those wizards at the New Mill be up to? Scaffolding for a Däniken statue? A Third Temple, big enough to hold the First and Second temples within it? A really big roller coaster? They're being so secretive, I really need somebody on the inside.






Maryann Barnes 8/24/2021 9:28pm


Babs... shhhhhh!

I'm in the breakroom at New Mill. I don't have long to type but I'd be interested in being your person on the inside. However, it has to be done TOTALLY on the DL. There's all kinds of NDAs we have to sign to work here, and if you cross them I hear some really bad stuff could happen. So you have to make it worth my while. Let me know at c/o Maryann Barnes, Worker Box #808, New Mill, Pineville. And what ever you do---oh shit! have to go!






Postie McCharge 10/8/2021 10:42pm


Came to deliver Ms. Lumberton's special note to Box #808, New Mill, Pineville, but... there's nothing here! Pineville's okay, but no sign of the New Mill at all. Folks here just woke up to find it vanished over night!

Guess I'll take up rooms at the Cedar Lodge here in beautiful downtown Pineville and see what Ms. Lumberton wants me to do with this special note.






Postie McCharge 11/29/2021 11:11pm


While awaiting new instructions from Ms. Lumberton, I am availing myself of the amenities at the Cedar Lodge and the greater Pineville area, which include:

Geothermal hot springs
The Jewelled Cave of the Ancients
Fancy's Breakfast Bar
Mountain bike rental and award-winning single track courses
The Stone Monoliths
Beatrice, the tallest pine in Pineville

I rode the bike out near where the New Mill was, and there's still no sign. Just a big flat clearing.

I wonder when Ms. Lumberton will be getting back to me. Sometimes I dream I've received a new letter from her, but then it's misplaced and I spend the rest of the dream looking everywhere in my hotel room for it. Other times I dream that her letter is in the form of a paper airplane, and it flies out the window and out of my grasp.

"Yes, waiter, I'd like another of those... what do you call it again?"

"Sarsaparilla, sir?"

"Yes, one of your Sarsaparillas. Thank you."







Postie McCharge 1/22/2022 10:52pm


Ms. Lumberton's been sending me transcripts of her dreams. She says it's the way to find where New Mill went, on account of all the dream lumber that went into it, and Ms. Lumberton being present at the curing.

Thursday Morning
Something like a long wooden cigarette boat crash landed in Polliwog Pond, splashing through and beaching itself on the southern shore, towards the Pottery Factory. The vessel had two parts, with the second half attached by a sort of accordion hinge in the middle, and was called the Fernec-Vervay. I approached the ship and spoke to its crew, a man and a woman from a southern sea. I asked if they knew of XXXX, and they said it could be found in their hometown, on the edge of the southern sea. They asked if XXXX looked like an image they showed me my mind, and it was her, and she was wearing the rimless circular spectacles with the double row of swarovski crystals over the bridge of the nose and I said yes that was her. They said I was welcome to visit them.

I am only to think about her dreams, and not leave Pineville Cedar Lodge until she has dreamed more.






Postie McCharge 3/30/2022 10:38pm


Ms. Lumberton sent me a new dream:

Sunday Morning
There is a cabin in the woods, but it's up in a tree. A treehouse, but it's just like a little cabin, high up in a tree. With a big deck. Then I'm at the top of the tallest tree in the forest, and it's really high, and I'm looking down and know I'm going to fall because the tree top is so flimsy and I'm not even holding on, just trying to balance on the branches but there's no way and I feel myself falling and startle myself awake. Except I'm not awake. I'm on the deck of that tree cabin, sitting at a small table, looking at waffles and bacon and a steaming cup of coffee. I want to ask for maple syrup but I don't want to offend my hosts.

I've been compiling Ms. Lumberton's dreams on index cards and filing them in a green cardboard recipe box. I really need to get out of my rooms at Cedar Lodge and get some fresh air.






Postie McCharge 6/27/2022 11:54pm


I'm tired of cataloguing Ms. Lumberton's dreams. I've got boxes and boxes of them now, and it's becoming difficult to tell them from my own. The hanging snakes. The terraced hills. The talking dogs. Whose are whose? And which are mine?

Regardless of Ms. Lumberon's admonitions, I think it's time I leave the Cedar Lodge, if only for a spell. Stretch my legs and get some air. How long has it been, cooped up in there? I've lost track of time. What can it hurt if I allow myself to see more of the sights of Pineville? And what of the empty lot where the New Mill once stood? Any changes?

It's time to rent another mountain bike. And to put it on Mighty Wonderland's tab.






Postie McCharge 9/7/2022 11:23pm


I rented a mountain bike at Pine Cycle, across the street from Fancy's Breakfast bar, where I had just enjoyed one of their delicious "power muffins."

"Here is the power, my brother," said the clerk at Fancy's. His name was Herb.

I also picked up a little tourist map. There was the Cedar Lodge, Fancy's and Pine Cycle. Further out, the hot springs, the Stone Monoliths, and somewhat higher into the mountains, the Jewelled Cave of the Ancients.

Oddly, the New Mill was missing from the map. Had they printed these maps so recently? How long had I been holed up in the Cedar Lodge? The weather was still spectacular.

But stranger still was that where the New Mill once stood was now the home of Beatrice, the tallest pine in Pineville.

I set out for it at once.






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