"Sharing through Chatting"

Hello Everybody:
I did something cool the other day that thousands of you have already done (I'm sure), but me, not so much. I was invited to a writer's chat session that would last around two hours (online). I wasn't sure I had anything to offer but I said I would be there anyway. For a couple days I thought about what I was gonna say.
Well, the day came (yesterday) and a friend of mine was down from out of town so I thought I would miss it. I was about ready to contact the group when I found out that my friend was gonna be busy for a while which would allow me a chance to at least join at the beginning.
I was excited when I entered (at 7:00 P.M.) the site for at least a brief chat with the group when suddenly I hit a brick wall. I couldn't get into the Chat room because I guess I didn't have the program for it. Well...not being a computer Whiz (I mean we're talkin' embarrassingly stupid about computers) I contacted them and said "The walls of the city have closed for the day. I'll try to get in next time." I lowered my head in shame. No computer knowledge, stupid high-rise walls, guards who won't let me through...That was the straw that broke this barrel monkey's chain (remember those stupid little barrel of monkeys games, yeah, well they still make 'em). I wheeled and stared the monstrous wall straight in the eye (well, the eye peeking from the sliding viewing window) and said, "I'm gettin' in whether you like it or not!!!" I think I was shaking my fist as well which was real stupid (that stupid word...again) because nobody is going to open the gates to somebody who is threatening them. DUH!!!
So, plan B. If I make an offering from Posiedon (you know him , the King of the sea) that looks like the Outer God Cthulhu (think Trojan Cthulhu, well try, so you have to stretch, stretching is good for you), then they'll think it looks so cool that they'll bring the Avatar behind the wall and; OILA!!!, I'll be in the Chat room (no Avatar jokes please, one does not wish to disturb mighty Cthulhu whiles he lies dead, dreaming)...Hey, I don't make this stuff up. Just go into the Dreamlands and turn left at the old House (yeah, the one with the dead trees and green glow around it) and go down to the cove. The Cthonian sisters will greet you there. Hmm, Dead Cthulhu lies Dreaming, is he dead asleep and counting sheep (yeah, lambs for the slaughter B-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a).
Anyway, or I could just use another server and go in from there which, in the end, was what I did. Five minutes after showdown I was in. YYYYAAAAAYYYYY!!!!! But, there's a catch; I got in and the chat room was...enpty. Know fair, Cthulhu got here before me. I left the room open (with me inside) and sat down to ponder the empty space before me. Sleep came quickly (I had been up for about 19 hours at that point) but I woke up a short time later to find the room...FULL!!!
For the next hour-and-a-half we had a great chat that covered several writing subjects. I learned a little and took a few notes. I think there were 6-7 of us in there and one-by-one they began dropping out after about an hour. I was the last one to eventually leave the room, so I turned out the light. I had a great time and look forward to next week when we do it all again.
So now you know how I spent a wonderful spring evening.
Have a Great Day!!!
John (aka, the "Creature")