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Lamprocapnos spectabilis
I'm all for being a flower that gets to take a dip in a clear running stream. Oh! those liberal, bleeding heart projects--clean water, indeed! ;)— June 23, 2010 1:04 a.m.
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I'm not sure I want them to teach me to "furthur" my career, unless by that they mean a less unpleasant way for my cat to spit out hairballs.— June 21, 2010 4:55 p.m.
Old Guys Rule
re: #1: Nah, No gratuitous manhating here. You have to understand, this rant is contextual, selective, and turned to full bore at the specific dominant power-sucking class that be. She speaketh the truth, but not as a random, bitter, lovescorned manhater. Fist bump going out to yogadog...(x) ...(x) re: #3: "All weekend long "whiiiiiiiiiinnnnnneeeeee" goes the drill." City Ordinance (which I'm sure yogadog has memorized): Says this can go on Mon through Sat 7am to 7pm, NO SUNDAYS or holidays--some excepted. Sigh. We've had it comin' at us for about five days now...— June 20, 2010 1:11 a.m.
Elusive Salvation
And now this is AG's cue, to come in and break the spell with some salty observation...— June 19, 2010 4:38 p.m.
Elusive Salvation
Dear, I completely understand. There are people in my family who are anxious about whether or not some strain of (usually undiagnosed but all too real) dementia seen in a grandparent and an uncle or an aunt, and then there are tales told of great grands, etc. There is the dementia, and there is the depression, and on my family blueprint, it looks like a game of hopscotch. I cared for my grandmother through my early years of college, and it was hard not being able to guess whether or not she would know me when I came home from class each day, or what the reigning mood would be. But if we are playing with dolls, dear gringo, let us. That hopefully means someone who cares is still around to make us feel comfortable and happy. For those of us who chose not to have children, perhaps our worst fear is being broke and vulnerable, left at the mercy of others' children, or to the state. Something tells me that this will not happen to you. You'll get that property fixed up and you'll loll on your hammock, watching grandchildren play in the surf, while some lovely sunkissed little senor or senorita of your loins once removed brings Papa his next Tecate. And so the years will pass... But for now? For chrissake, gringo, you are younger than my husband! And for what it's worth, I will cherish the moments of lucidity my grandmother gave us at the end of a long battle with dementia, and when she passed on, she was holding a doll, soothing it, cradling it, stroking and welcoming life, taking it with her as she crossed over.— June 19, 2010 4:35 p.m.
Elusive Salvation
Oh, PS: refried wrote: "Last thing I want is for my kids to see me like I saw my old man, tied down to a hospital bed. I'm willing to die early to keep their memory of me intact." That's a good goal in some respects (meaning the first part), gringo, but since your kids do not suffer from severe mental disease, I'm sure they have been able to take the good and reject the bad when it comes to father/son and father/daughter relations. You have likely given them a fair amount of good, no doubt, and should not have to die young in order to preserve it. Can't you just eventually fade away as the happily, slightly demented, and much-loved pater, still clacking away in his office or discoursing forth from the dinner table or couch (or one of those Art Linkletter chairs)? :)— June 19, 2010 2:10 p.m.
Elusive Salvation
12-steppers going around apologizing is annoying--AG, you and I have past agreed about people who do this--our issue is further with the even bigger "ID-GO" (patent pending) they end up with after acquiring Christ consciousness, with now the added assumption that everyone they apologize to has the duty to listen and learn. But this is worse than that, because there is the expectation that people should support this foolishness, while he lies about taking the opportunity to step up and use that footing to take care of himself. I can't go as far as Gringo, who appears to overrate Brizz's talents as a writer, because he would forgive him ANYTHING because he writes. This is apparently how JB got into such a mess, and I'm going to drop the politesse about it. JB often s***s out these columns; understandable--he's often out of his gourd. When I am admiring, it is because he really put something into them. Memories of childhood and the past are often gritty and lovely, though he is quickly achieving hackdom. Getting away with no apologies? Fine. Continuing the behaviors? Expected. Suckers might always be willing to foot his bills, so why not take advantage? Memories of recent past? Problem, because it is quite evident that these columns are full of self-serving, manufactured crap. Writing as though he is NOT a complete whining tool, and grandly, as though behaviors are somehow allowed him, because don't we know, he follows in the footsteps of many a great, whose ranks he shall join soon enough (as we are reminded every other month or so)? Sucks mightily, unwarranted, --and that's what I'm flailing at, but...also expected. I've just argued myself out of a position. Damn that existentialism...;)— June 19, 2010 1:36 p.m.
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Hi Elena, Here's a special non-verbal communication between you and me: SPUH-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM. Get over your cheap self and pay for some ad space! Maybe your spiritual piggy bank'll fill up as well as your dance coffers.— June 19, 2010 12:37 a.m.
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I'm a neutral observer here, for the most part, but huh? to #10's statement: "Many feel that it time for this person to be banned from the site." Who are these many?...Many identities or individuals? (Let's get that straight, since the author and some posters appear to resort to alternate identities).— June 18, 2010 6:44 p.m.
...friday follies...
Whaddya mean, MsG? M seems to be in usual form with his slightly sleazy voyeuristic id, half-erect, thinking about "you/she" and fuming about "EMG." Gotta hand it to the boy. No matter how cranked he gets, he never misplaces an apostrophe. Time he wins the blog, so he can take "you/she" out for a long afternoon at the W. Hey M! I loved the little kid vignette--Sweet! Totally on the same page here!— June 18, 2010 6:36 p.m.