And the toast of today has been provided by dear Lyndie...

"To early nights and bagless eyes!"
I will drink to that!!

but, look at the time - I seem to have ignored the advice ....... .......

The toast this morning is to....

Mr X67 and Joey - two perfect gentlemen!
(there are not so many of you left now )

Thanks Aenigma! I'm embarrassed now

The toast today, ladies and gentlemen... is...

VIVA PASSION !

(found it sophie )

Drink first say speech afetwards - "The belly comes before the soul."

Bayan, I will drink to that!

My toast is to coincidness of our wishes and possibilities.
Will you drink to this?

I drink to my dear friend Joji whom I've known for over 14 years (that is a lot considering I'm 18 ) and who has always dreamt of being an actor. Now he is asked to host a childrens' tv-show and accepted at the Academy for Acting

I also cling my glass to you Bliss, cheers!

Since my holiday is starting, I ll drink to summer. Let it be the most amazing, exciting, passionate, entertaining, adventurous, beautiful summer of our lives!

I drink to that, kaplan! ...my vacations starts on friday!

Tost to all my friends here on TC and my wish to understand and always forgive each other. Cheers!!!

Thank you all for joining me.

Here is 2:19 AM.
I think it is alcoholizm to drink at this hour

Not yet.
This toast was written by Konstantin Simonov. I would like to share with you.

Hours of Friendship


Not long ago, when I was at a dinner,
I heard a toast - and here I write it down.

"I had a dream" the speaker said to us
"That I had died, and yet I was not dead
And there before me lay a final road
On which I walked, with neither food nor fire.
An empty plain stretched out in all directions
With crouching hills, whose tops held up the sky.
I walked all day, and yet all day saw nothing -
No smoke, no house, no turning right or left.
Beside the road there stood, in place of milestones,
Some rough-hewn slabs which marked successive graves.
I read the worn inscriptions that were on them
It seemed that babies had been buried there
At two weeks old from birth, at three perhaps,
They died, when they had scarcely yet been born.
Then as it came to midnight, I encountered
An ancient man, his hair as white as snow.
He sat beside the road and from a horn
Drank strong black wine and nibbled pungent cheese.
'Tell me, old man' I put to him a question,
'You chew your cheese, you from a horn drink wine.
How have you reached so great a length of living
Here, where no others live a single year?'
He said 'You are mistaken, passing stranger.
Here people live into the depths of age.
Here in these graves lie men as old as I am.
You have misread the funerary inscriptions.
We do not count the passing years as you do.
We reckon, when we measure length of living,
Not years that we have lived, but hours of friendship.'"

At that the speaker stood up from the table -
"My friends, now let us drink to years of friendship!"
But we were silent. If life's reckoned thus,
Perhaps not all of us would live a year!

Oh Bliss, that was so wonderful! ...it gave me goose bumps all over! ...once again, thank you for sharing! ...and for offering your friendship to the citizens of TC!



/dostun Aslan

Thank you, Aslan, for the flowers. They are beautiful.
It is pleasure to have you all in my life.

Toast to all:

May there always be work for your hands to do.
May your purse always hold a coin or two.
May the sun always shine warm on your windowpane.
May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain.
May the hand of a friend always be near you.
And may God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.

Soon will be an alcoholic

I toast to life and all that life shows and all that it hides.

...tonight I am ready to drink for anything...but I choose to raise my glass for the good reasons given by Bliss and Deli_kizin!

The toast tonight is...

Absent friends, warm Rioja and cowboy hats!

To my FRIENDS with love!!!

13 days til my hols