On the front porch
Laughing and crying all at once
She has no idea the vodka belongs on the shelf
Orange juice beside the milk
It is the same front porch
That whispered baseball calls
To my bedroom window
As I peered down enticed
In time, now stumbling forward
Often infused by the same mixture
I recall her laughter was not quite right
And mine often sounds the same
From the front porch I forgive
As any good lesson I read
And now in her face reflected
The moment that I returned
p.s. in the never-ending battle to match wits.
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«Oldest ‹Older 801 – 1000 of 4709 Newer› Newest»Hey Elena and J! I do think that "some" anons just pretty much hate everyone and want to kick the blog, repeatedly. I just, I like everyone, like I've said, I've been talking to Miss T a lot lately, and she's been a little eye opening for me, she is just so accepting and I loves her.
Anonymous said...
TUA won a Harvey Award tonight for Best New Series at the Baltimore Comic Con.
Congratulations Gerard, Gabriel, and James!
-A
J, she did? I'll go check, one second.
-A
Carrie: I'm sorry to hear about Al's nosebleeds. I don't blame you for worrying. Anything involving blood (gushy or not) worries me. Yep, I would get that checked out!
I'm good, thanks for asking! I'm glad to hear Ghost is good!
Amy: YIKES! You found me out. Discovered my evil plot too. Yes, you know I've always wanted to get my hands on your potatoes!!!!
*wicked laugh*
;)
cupcake said...
*Tries in vain to climb onto piano, but is too short*
I'd give you a boost Cup, but I'M too short!
*whisks out with a blanket around her waist to get hot chocolate*
-A
hello cupcake.
carrie, wendy, thank you. every good thought and wish counts. :)
and the harvey award for tua? excellent! not surprising, though. :)
Hey cupcake, sugarplum
*applause for Cupcake*
Is it just me, or is it getting a little hot in here?
*fans self*
*lifts Cupcake onto piano for an encore*
And, congratulations to TUA team and fans!
*applause for them too*
Amy, I guess not out of the blue, they have kind of been an ongoing problem since she was itty. It's just been a few years since they have been a problem. One time when she was about 6 I thought I was gonna have to take her to the hospital to get cauterized. It still kinda freaks me out. She's just pissed because we were trying to have a nice family day at the River of Time, and yeah, ooky. And then we had a cool Chinese takeout dinner, and then, she got another bleed and ended up yakking it up because yeah, she ain't a vampire and doesn't enjoy blood down the throat.
Well it's the thought that counts amy!
Hi TJ and BC *hugs* did you hear my sexy torch song?
>_<
Is miffed because Amy beat me in helping Cupcake!
Hi Sweetcheeks!!!!! Did you win?
Oh Wendy, you flatter me!....
You'll never know how much I love you, never know how much I care...
When you put your arms around me, you give me fever that's so hard to bare...
WENDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
*pouncy hugs and slobbery kissies*
I'm so glad to see you! And it was great talking with you last night! We'll have to do that more often. Sparkle sends slobbery kissies and lots of baa's! :D
Cupcake said...
*Tries in vain to climb onto piano, but is too short*
Oh man, that just makes me laugh! WITH you, not AT you, cause I'd do the same thing--5'1" doesn't lend itself to climbing pianos...
cupcake i'm still a little swoony from your torch song!
Carrie: Maybe it's allergies. My brother had horrible nose bleeds when he was a child/teenager. The doctors finally figured out that he was allergic to everything in the state of Louisiana. He had to get allergry shots until he was 18.
I just realized... I'm sort of annoyed that TUA keeps winning awards, not because it isn't a good book, not because the art isn't wonderful (it is), but because I don't like the idea of Way's ego being fed.
It's kinda sad... I've never felt that way before, I'm usually rooting for everyone...
That's what I'm here for J!
And TJ, it's the spell my voice casts!
Sadly, I didn't sugarplum. I starting feeling ill right in the middle of playing the game(I already beated the entire game last year, but I wanted to try it again just for fun)
Right now I'm in my room laying down and resting and making sure all my lights are off.
How are you doing? *blows kisses*
Hiya cupcake. I sure did see the touch song ^_^
And big congrats to Gerard, Gabriel, and James for their success with TUA! Good work, guys, and keep it up! We'll all be looking forward to the next installment!
L and I go to the comics store the day after each release.
*loud applause and cheers for the TUA Team*
J(uicey)!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, I is here, see:
*waves and prepares to pounce tackle hug and smooch you and Sparkle*
It was great talking to you, L and Sparkle too. BAA baababaa BAAAAAAA!
We do have to do it more often!
Ummm....chatting on the phone, that is! ;)
Is Elena still here? She didn't pass out from the sunburn, did she?
Sweetcheeks: What did you think of Stratovarios? Did you like them?
Wow when you guys start talking it's hard to catch up.
I was just e-mailing Ergo all the news that is news.
Just some anon - It wins awards because it's damn good. I have to say my only hope is that Mikey's comic does really well too.
Aww I should sing you a get well song BC....
4:12
:)
♥
Please someone take this bag of candy corn from me. I just keep eating the stupid stuff.
Sorry anon, I can see your point, I guess, but I did like the comic.
That's true Elena, it is. The idea of Mikey having his own comic book makes me giggle happily, so I hope it works out for him too.
Carrie, that's not good. If she's getting them so bad she's puking from the blood you should get her in ASAP. I get really bad dry throats around fall because we restart the heater, and it's basically blowing hot dust around until I change the filter and vacuum it out really well. I usually find I have to wash the curtains and Endust in places I've never had to Endust before.
-A
Cuppy, I do have to say, you totally look like a torch singer, and I am sorry for your recent troubles.
Give it to me Elena, I lika da popcorn!
Me too Just Some Anon. I mean Mikey is such a comic geek. I just want him to do well too.
"You give me fever...
Fever ~ when you kiss me
Fever ~ when you hold me tight
Fever ~
in the morning and
Fever ALL through the night"
It IS getting hot in here!
You sound just like Peggy Lee, Cupcake!!!! Bravo!!!!
And TJ, it's the spell my voice casts!
this doesn't surprise me. :)
i got in the habit of checking out fabio moon and gabriel ba's blog when i was waiting for the first tua series to come out, and man, they are such good artists. i never look at their blog without getting all fired up to draw. tua is a good book, and the entire team deserves every award they get.
Cupcake the candy corn is all yours. It's even the Harvest kind with little pumpkins.
I don't like not reading Sdock's good night. :(
Aww thank you Carrie! I wonder if I still look like one.. I've changed my hair. lol
It's platinum blond now!
I miss sdock's goodnights too anon.
I hope she comes back soon.
SNL is kinda sucking and it's peeving me.
Why thank you Wendy! ;)
And TJ *winks for you too*
Elena... pumpkins? I don't understand! waah!
Elena said...
Wow when you guys start talking it's hard to catch up.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*blushes*
I'm sorry! I know. I talk too much! Just ask Martha and RW about their eye/ear hangover.
;)
I enjoyed the comics too (Thanks to Elena!) I have no idea where to find a comic store around here. Bad, bad Wendy!
Sweetcheeks: I'm sorry to hear you're not feeling well. :(
Maybe Cupcake could sing a torch song for you. That might help you feel better!
NO WAYZ Cuppy! Have you taken pics?
Aww thanks Cupcake.
Sugarplum, sadly, I don't have any internet connection available, so I won't be able to check out the video until it gets fixed :(
But thank you for posting it :)
Platinum blond! Cuppy, we need to see a picture!
-A
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Yes, I shall put one on my blog Carrie.
BC, anytime doll.
I miss Sdock's good morning's and good night's too.
Didn't she say she was taking some time away to start living life again? I think that is a very good thing. YAY for Sdock!!!!
Elena, I LOVE candy corn and all those other mellocreme candies. So I'd be MORE than happy to relieve you of your bag/s.
:D
*tries to look innocently helpful*
*has feeling she fails miserably*
And tell Ergo HI! and L and I miss her!
Carrie, I find SNL has good and bad. Sometimes a whole lotta bad before you get to the good. :P
-A
St Francis?
*looks at Lear*
What did you do now?
-A
Platinum Cupcake is now available for viewing!
I like the Sarah whats her face version of that, that played over the end of Season Six Buffy.
That's okay, sweetcheeks. I'll send it to you on myspace. That way, it'll be waiting in your messages when you do have internet service reconnected!
i hope that everyone who has stayed away because they are unhappy will return.
Aww thanks sugarplum(I almost typed sigarplum. Yikes!) I also have weak legs that are very susceptible to arthritis, especially when it's cold outside, so I'm hoping I won't get that tonight either :/
Although right now I'm feeling a bit better.
:)
♥♥
Lookit my pretty little Vanilla Cupcake!
Darling you look so classy! Like a 1950's bombshell!
-A
cupcake! you look positively ethereal! wow.
J? A moment of your time?
L, that video was pretty interesting! But, really, why was the lead singer wearing pants at all? He should have just lost 'em.
-A
Cuppy, you're making me kinda bi here. You are smokin'.
Amy, TJ, you are so damn sweet! thank you guys so much. ^_^
Ahahah thank you Carrie, awesome compliment.
Carrie, Sarah McLachlan sings that version. It's on the Buffy Radio Sunnydale soundtrack :)
Thanks sugarplum *smooch!*
Hot dang, sprinkles!!!! You do all those classic blonde bombshells proud. Put a few to shame, too!
TJ: Any more news about your sister?
J: Are you still here or did you Elena wander off into the woods ~ again?
Amy: How's the mister tonight? I forgot to ask about him earlier. I know how sensitive he is! ;)
Heya BC!
aw, cupcake. *big hugs*
Carrie said...
Cuppy, you're making me kinda bi here.
Score one for Carrie in the "Dirrty comment of the night"!
-A
Aw cupcake, you look so pretty
Yeah, I'm a dirty old ho!
I'm still here but I keep wandering off looking at stuff. yeah, I get distracted by shiny things.
Awww thank you my lovely Wendy.
And TJ, *Big hugs* for you too sweetie.
wendy, my folks called to let me know that she went into surgery at 10:15 (11:15 blogtime). they said they'd call when she got out, so i should be hearing from them anytime.
cell phone is superglued to my hand.
Nawww thank you BC! XD
Elena, you're like me, I'm like a magpie, shiny things are awesome.
He's headed out with a friend for a beer Wendy. He doesn't think he'll be gone too long, but I know him.
-A
Cupcake, they're right, you're gorgeous! But you always are, so, hey! Personally, I prefer the red-headed version of Cupcake, but that's just me. ;D
Wendy, I be here too, also wandering around like I had good sense. (But we know better, don't we?)
TJ, have you heard from your folks in the past little bit?
Amy, yais, I shall go do that.
Carrie: You make me smile! Thank you for that! I'm so glad to see you posting again.
Amy: St. Francis is my favorite saint. Well, favorite after Elena (of course). ;)
Well, I think I have done enough damage to the eyes and ears of all of you, for tonight. I'm just going to take this bag of potatoes I found out on the back porch and be on my merry way.....
*runs*
Goodnight BC, Cupcake, J, Amy, TJ, Elena, Carrie, Mayo, SS, anons and lurkers.
Sweet dreams to one and all!!!!
Hugs and Love,
~Namaste~
6/Wendy
Goodnight Ergo, MissT, PJ, Mya, L, Elune and BI!!!!
*runs back in*
I hope he don't expect no potatoes when he returns, Amy!!! ;)
*runs out again ~ blowing kisses this time*
*jaw drops*
*Lear rumbles a growl*
*runs out the back door, shaking her fist*
I'd better get those back as FRENCH FRIES Missy!!
-A
And oh, I forgot to say, sugarplum, I uh, replied to your email last night :)
*pondering whether I'm well enough to watch south park. Hmmm*
Thank you J, you're very sweet. ^_^ I've had just about every hair color under the sun, haven't I?
Wendy, sleep well precious! *hugs* nighty night!
"Well, I think I have done enough damage to the eyes and ears of all of you, for tonight. I'm just going to take this bag of potatoes I found out on the back porch and be on my merry way....."
You're going to the porch? Don't go. :(
Night Wendy!
*pokes head and hand in through the kitchen window*
*leaves a lit candle for TJ's sister*
*sneaks off into the night*
Bye Wendy
Glad to hear I'm your favorite saint. Sorry that doesn't mean I can forgive you for stealing Amy's potatoes.
good night wendy, sweet dreams. :)
not since they called to let me know that my sis had gone into surgery, j. should be soon, though, i hope.
Goodnight sugarplum
thank you, wendy. ♥
*yells out the back window*
You hear that? No penance for you from St Elena the Pure *giggle*!
-A
Oh, BC, I'm still working my way through the Twilight series, and I just switched to Team Jacob, even though I know it's in vain.
Haha, that's okay Carrie. I'm undecided, but I find both Edward and Jacob to be annoying.
I think I'm gonna go rest for a bit and get better. I'll be back in a bit to say my goodnights.
Later guys.
Toodles BC!
Well I'm getting pretty tired, and the day is far from over here!
I'm off to have a nap I think!
Thanks for your kind words everyone.
Just being here makes me feel like a stronger person, I love you all.
Mayo, thank you for giving us this place. It isn't spoiled for me.
SS, I hope you're keeping well duckie!
xoxo cupcake
Uh Amy I pretty much dropped "The Pure" from my name.
No reason....
Anyway it's just Saint Elena patron saint of damned rock stars.
Must say the gig keeps me pretty busy.
Have a nice nap, Cuppy!
see ya bc, good night cupcake. :)
I want to like Duffy but her voice is kinda whiny.
elena, you can still keep the "pure", just don't indicate what kind of "pure" it is. ;)
Goodnight BC and Cuppy!
Patron Saint of Damned Rock Stars. I like it.
I don't think I could be a Patron Saint of anything. I'm no where near as holy as Saint Elena!
Hear anything yet Teej?
-A
Talk to ya later Cupcake. It was so good to see you!
OK TJ I'll keep the "Pure" LOL
GOODNIGHT WENDY! Keep running, I'll create a distraction...
*throws some cookies in Amy's and Lear's paths*
OH LOOK! I dropped...some cookies?...on...the floor!
Cupcake, yeah, you've had 'em all--except for, like, pink, purple, green, things like that. Of course, the day's not over yet...:D
*stifles a yawn*
-A
I'm off to take a bubble bath. Be back in a bit.
i haven't yet, amyranth.
and actually, i'm really glad for your guys right now. the surgery was supposed to take about an hour and a half (if they had to do it the hard way), and it's over that now. if i was here by myself, i'd be building up to a big worry, but you guys are helping me to just wait and see without the dither.
*big hugs allround*
OK TJ I'll keep the "Pure" LOL
*heh* excellent. ;)
Goodnight Cupcake, yeah, Mayo's is all about empowerment! You're a shimmery spot of light here; I pray you never lose that. *hugs and kissies* See you soon.
Goodnight BC, in case I'm gone when you get back. *hugs and kissies* Hope you feel better. And one should never be too ill to watch "South Park".
*points to the sign above the kitchen door*
Anyone caught dithering shall be labelled a KNAVE and ejected
(It's a parody of a sign from a pub in Halifax)
-A
I've heard that dithering can lead to full-blown milling if left untreated.
I gotta go to sleep. Love you all. Thinking hard about your sis, Tj. I miss those who are missing, if that makes sense.
*yikes*
i'm glad you guys are here to keep me from being ejected and milling.
*shudders*
it makes sense, carrie. and thank you. sweet dreams to you. :)
*gasps*
Milling, J? God, I knew someone who came down with the WORST case of milling ever seen. The doctors were horrified. I heard she's on display in a jar somewhere.
-A
Goodnight Carrie, sleep well and have a great day tomorrow. *hugs and kissies*
Goodnight Carrie! Good luck with Al and Gho$t!
-A
Amy, say it ain't so! I've never actually seen a case of it, but I've heard rumors. Always thought it was an urban legend, though...
UNTIL TONIGHT.
Amy, I just NOW finished my reply. I came back here in the middle of writing, and forgot to go back! *smacks self on forehead repeatedly*
don't let me get it, guys!
*fearful*
TJ, maybe St Elena can help you, even though you're not a damned rock star. All you can do is ask. Go 'head, we'll be right here with you.
*nudges*
*draws a quick sign in the air to ward off the Milling*
Here's hoping Teej, here's hoping..
-A
just got a text from ergo. she asked me to relay a message:
"could you tell mayo i hope he can help whoever he's posted about? and that he has to be strong when others can't. tell everyone i miss them & that i am really disappointed the anons still try 2 hurt people. I hope 1 day they r ashamed of themselves. Tell mayo & all i care though i'm not there. xx"
There is darkness behind the light -- and the pale light drips
Cold on vague shapes and figures, that, half-seen loom
Like the carven prows of proud, far-triumphing ships --
And the firelight wavers and changes about the room,
As the three logs crackle and burn with a small still sound;
Half-blotting with dark the deeper dark of her hair,
Where she lies, head pillowed on arm, and one hand curved round
To shield the white face and neck from the faint thin glare.
Gently she breathes -- and the long limbs lie at ease,
And the rise and fall of the young, slim, virginal breast
Is as certain-sweet as the march of slow wind through trees,
Or the great soft passage of clouds in a sky at rest.
I kneel, and our arms enlace, and we kiss long, long.
I am drowned in her as in sleep. There is no more pain.
Only the rustle of flames like a broken song
That rings half-heard through the dusty halls of the brain.
One shaking and fragile moment of ecstasy,
While the grey gloom flutters and beats like an owl above.
And I would not move or speak for the sea or the sky
Or the flame-bright wings of the miraculous Dove!
Love in Twilight
by
Stephen Vincent Benet
*pokes head in*
Hey again guys.
*waves to Ergo* we miss you! :(
just talked to my mom -- sister just came out of surgery. it went well, the problem was exactly what the doctor thougth and he fixed her right up.
*whew*
going to give the report to the other sisters.
brb
Gotcha back J.
-A
oh my. just peeked at the comments posted while i was writing mine.
g'nite...i swoon with tonight's poem. thank you. wonderful. :)
ok, emailing, back in a bit.
Ergo, we miss you!!
Teej, that is fantastic news, she's on the right road to recovery this time.
-A
Ah! GB, I like that. It's very much how I visualize this place.
..
Well, without the snuggling on the couch with other Lovelies, but I think you get it.
-A
TJ., that's fabulous news! I'm so glad to hear it. *hugs and kissies* Give your sis a hug from me and L tomorrow, ok?
*quietly*
yay
Gone to check, A.
That's great news TJ ^_^
thanks you guys! i will, j. :)
i think this really is her getting all better now. it seems like the little complications are all traceable to that bleeding.
*fingers crossed*
she's been in the hospital since thursday afternoon. today she said "this is not the way i wanted to spend my weekend!"
poor thing!
How long of a recovery does she have now Teej? Was it just a basic appendix removal before the complications?
-A
it was, amyranth, that was exactly it. because she's in the icu now, she has to spend a full day in a regular hospital room before they'll release her, so the length of her stay really depends on that.
it will probably be tuesday morning before she can go home, if all goes smoothly from here on out. it could have been so much more worse, of course. if she hadn't decided to get that pain checked out right away, the surgeon said her appendix was days away from rupturing.
*yikes*
I'm off for the night. Goodnight everyone.
good night bc. sweet dreams. :)
Goodnight again BC! See you tomorrow. *hugs*
I'm out too, girls. Very sleepy. Goodnight Amy, TJ, GB (nice poem, as per usual!), and anyone lurking or dozing.
Goodnight Mayo, I hope your day went well, and that you and your loved one from the post are hanging in there, for each other and with each other. Stay strong, my friend.
love, faith, hope, light, joy
SS darlin',
It's another quiet night on my side of the monitor. No crickets, jarflies, owls, dogs, or traffic noise. Not even any music or TV. The loudest sound comes from my typing, and that's barely audible.
The word that comes to mind right now is "tranquil".
How is the night where you are? Do you hear the sounds of nature that inhabit the dark? Do you hear the intrusion of Man, with his machinery and loud voice? Or do you hear nothing except the sound of your own dreams?
I wish for you that the last is true.
Goodnight, baby. I love you.
My heart to yours, always.
Goodnight J and BC!
Teej, I'm glad it was a routine surgery, with a routine re-surgery. As odd as that sounds. Your sister will be fine, and give her this box of blog cookies for me. She can have them after she gets out of the hospital.
*hands Teej a pink box with silver ribbon*
And I think it's time for me to slink off to bed too. I'm starting to get used to being up late again, Monday morning is going to SUCK.
See you later Teej! Get some sleep, would you?
Mayo,
You never did tell us which lucky cereal caught your eye!
I have a love affair with Lucky Charms that will last until my teeth fall out. Which, according to my dentist, should be in another 3 boxes or so.
Kidding!
SS, I haven't been lucky enough to catch you on here lately at all. I hope you're good, with a full belly, a warm bed and a solid roof over your head.
Flags, Flax, Fodder and Frig.
Lovelies, good night. See you later tomorrow!
-A
good night j.,good night amyranth, sweet dreams you guys. :)
amyranth, i know my sister will love the blog cookies (i might have to taste-test one, though. *grin*)
St Francis Asissi.(sp) The protector of animals.
*leaves Wendy Choco whipped cream and strawberries by the table by the fire*
Hello Elena. Misses ergo.
See you all later.
*shuffles back downstairs and pokes Teej from under her blanket*
Only 1 missy! They're for your sister!
*shuffles away again*
*ouch*
ohhhhh-kay. i'll only take one (more). :)
hi and good night beloved imortal.
i have another text message from ergo. i told her about everyone waving to her and asked her when she's coming back.
her reply:
"Back in 2 days. i'm waving back. Just having a swim then out 4 tea. Love 2 all. Glad sis ok. Love 2 mayo 2 & from ray xx"
:)
well, my sister is safely out of surgery, and my folks are safely back at home, and everyone is asleep and so i will too.
good night blogbelieve. sweet dreams.
mayo,
i think the reason your poem sounds nostalgic to me is that it reminds me of hanging out my bedroom window talking to neighbor boys. that's warping how i'm reading it maybe, but maybe not, as half of a poem's meaning comes from the partnership it forms with one's own memories.
so, while others are concerned by what they see in your poem, i read As I peered down enticed and my mind goes immediately back to that feeling of my first forays into flirtation. i know there's more in your poem than that (there always is), but that's the meaning it holds for me right now.
today, at the hospital, in the icu waiting room, i saw a lanky teenage girl, sitting on one of the couches along the wall. the first thing i noticed about her was her unfortunate acne, but that isn't really what caught my eye about her. she had that look. do you know the one i mean? it's when you instantly recognize someone. it's the look that whispers "you and her will like the same things".
you can see someone and know in a trice that you're kindred, both from the tribe of the weirdo. *grin*
when i glanced at her a second time, i saw her face more clearly, and oh. she was beautiful. she had striking clear-ice eyes and interesting slashing black brows. her hair was black, as well, cut in a sharp line along her shoulders. she had a beauty that was awkward, bony and uncertain, but so captivating. she was going to be a stunning woman.
i wanted to tell her something of that, even if all i could say was "you're pretty." and when she stood up, and i realized the walker near her was hers, because her left leg was crooked, the foot unable to be placed straight against the floor, i wanted to tell her that even more. i wanted to give her a little gift that would help her shore up her inner spirit against the loneliness.
but how could i? how could i without being the wrong kind of weirdo?
still, though, i'll remember her.
we know our own, and that's why this is a home to me. there's beauty here.
good night, my friend.
I can understand how you'd be so confused,
I don't envy you.
I'm a little bit of everything, all rolled into one.
I'm a bitch,
I'm a lover,
I'm a child,
I'm a mother,
I'm a sinner,
I'm a saint,
I do not feel ashamed.
I'm your hell,
I'm your dream,
I'm nothing in between.
You know you wouldn't want it any other way, so take me as I am.
we are all
every
one
of
those
thing
Not one of us is better or above another. Not one of us is beneath anyone else. Not one of us has to lower ourselves to another's level. We are all on the same level. The human, adult level. Let's all try to remember that, please.
God morgen/ettermiddag/kveld Mayo, SS, TJ, Elena, Ergo, BI, everyone I said goodnight to a few hours ago; the still missing in action: Kass, Possum, FASC, Miranth and Lewis (who I understand is busy with a move); various anons, watchers, lurkers; all those with us in body and/or spirit today!
Did you all have a good Saturday? I hope so! And, I hope today is even better!
Does anyone know why there are so many cookies all over the back porch and lawn? Hmmm.... Well, the birds will have a happy day too!
TJ: That’s great news about your sister!!!! I’m relieved to hear the post surgery, surgery went well! *big hug*
BI: How did you know I was running low on my supply of chocolate whipped cream and strawberries. You always deliver right in the nick of time! Thank you, love!!!! Pssst....I saved some for you. They’re in the refrig!
Amy: Also in the refrig, you will find a large pan of homemade pierogis, 2 gallon sized ziplock bags of homemade fries, several baggies of potato wedges ~ seasoned with garlic and basil, a pan of hash brown potatoes (waiting to be fried for breakfast), and potatoes augratin for supper! Ohh...and a large bowl of potato salad! These potatoes and potato dishes will stay fresh for 6 months and 16 days (this being blogbelieve and all)! *big smile*
*points to halo so not incur the wrath of Saint Elena*
BC: I hope you feel much better today, sweet cheeks! That e-mail is on the way! I’m also working on another pop quiz for you; so, be prepared! ;)
Carrie: I hope Al is doing better today!
Cupcake: Thanks for giving me "Fever" last night! ;)
For your reading pleasure/ pondering consideration today:
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Important Question
Author Unknown
During my second month of nursing school, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions, until I read the last one: 'What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?" Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade. Absolutely, said the professor. "In your careers you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say hello".
I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Dorothy.
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I think that lesson applies ~ or should apply ~ to any and everyone ~ all careers, jobs, positions, places and situations in life.
Have a great Sunday, everyone!
Hugs and Love,
~Namaste~
6/Wendy
HI PJ, Yoda, Quizzers, The Masked Anon and Paperheart!!!
Ooops! I forgot to drop this off for Ergo:
*smooooooooches*
I miss you and I love my Kanagroo and other Aussie goodies!!!! Thank you so, so much! Have a safe journey back home, honeybunch!
Psst....I did name the roo. It's a seeekrat! ;)
*more smoooooooooches*
Goodmorning everyone!
To the Missing Bloggers List Anon,
Ta very much for putting me there but I'm not gone. I'm just not round that much now. My blogaholism started interfering with those around me so I had to take a step back for a while. You've got to know when to go. =)
And here comes the monster of all catch-ups. I apologise in advance.
For all those that have lost dear friends and have been remembering their loved ones, I'm sorry.
MissT,
The sudden passing of your friend Laura must have been a dreadful shock. By how you described Laura, it sounds like she will have made every moment of her remission, and grasped the chance to share her love with all around her.
And you're in London, on your course! Fantastic! You're going to be a great teacher.
Socky, and Princess,
Young children with cancer are amongst the bravest of all. They fight it, and give love, and endure so much. I'm so sorry she had to leave you so soon.
TJ,
So pleased Sisterlor(?) was in hospital when they discovered the bleeding! And it is better she laughs, than coughs, that's for sure! Healthy, healing wishes for her.
616,
So how was Nightwish again? ;)
Will go and check your photos out. =)
RW,
You like/know The Horrors?!
Ooh, what do you think of Count in Fives and She Is The New Thing?
Warning: SITNT is a creepy video even though animated.
SisM,
I've missed seeing those kick-ass boots around these here parts. Still finding their target I see. =)
Present, It's Me,
Long time, no see! Wish you had been here for more pleasant reasons.
Mustard,
Words fail me. I'm sorry to see you leave from here. Your gentle humour and appreciation of music have always been a delight to read.
And don't think we didn't know you weren't really wearing a bodysuit all those times. ;)
Jennicula,
Same. From the comments missing, and Mayo's front page, I'm guessing a significant incident in your life was exploited by people with no life or manners. They don't know what they have done. And if they do, they are not worth your words.
I am yet to be convinced on the merits of chocolate tortillas. Sacrilege, I say. ;)
I hope to catch you both around, elsewhere.
Socky, Princess, Kapunua,
Sometimes you just have to take a walk away. There is no reasoning with some people when their intent is to destroy.
I hope your paths taken will lead back here.
Mayo,
The idea of ignoring comments is fine in principle, but sometimes there is just that final camel hair.
And these weren't weak camels.
I've read the pro's and con's for the removing of anon comments.
If any of the people on the Missing Lists ever meant anything, why not try the disabled anon option? For just one week. Please?
There are some fine anons that have been here from the start and it would be great to acknowledge them by name. As for the ill-mannered, sure, they can go blue. The difference is they then become accountable and traceable, no matter how often they change names.
It's worth a try, surely?
SS,
Don't believe the rubbish about blues going anon to have a slapfest on other bloggers. I've never read such garbage in all my life.
But mud has a habit of sticking, and little seeds of doubt can grow in it.
Just believe in who you know.
And apologies to all.
'Night.
*tackles 616*
See you in a moment at your place. =)
Possum!!!! How's my favorite nocturnal creature (second only to the alpha male wolf)? I've missed you!
Hey, who's been drooling all over my NIGHTWISH pictures? And, did I hear some grunting too?
Oh, wait, that was ME grunting!
*blushes*
Sorry, Possum! ;)
Yes, the show was great ~ amazing ~ incredible ~ ingenious ~ inspiring ~ brilliant ~ fantastic ~ mesmerizing and magnificent!! Oh, and it was FUN too! *wink again*
Thanks for taking a peek at the pictures and video. Feel free to stop in, for drooling purposes, anytime! :D
What's new with you? How's the little gremlin? Have you visited Hell lately and is it still as delicious as the last time you visited? Any new inhabitants on Dog Island?
Ooops, sorry (again). I was supposed to give BC a pop quiz today, not you.
Speaking of dogs and lessons (well, I was), here's another one for today. Please, don't all jump for joy at once!
All I ever learned...
from a dog:
1. Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joy ride.
2. Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.
3. When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
4. When it's in your best interest, always practice obedience.
5. Let others know when they've invaded your territory.
6. Take naps and always stretch before rising.
7. Run, romp, and play daily.
8. Eat with gusto and enthusiasm.
9. Be loyal.
10. Never pretend to be something you're not.
11. If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
12. When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently.
13. Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
14. Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
15. Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
16. On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
17. When you are happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
18. No matter how often you are criticized, don't buy into the guilt thing and pout. Run right back and make friends.
I'll "catch" you soon, Possum!!! I have the trap baited and ready to go!
*smiles and blows kisses*
♥♥good morning♥♥
Good morning.
PP very good to see you, you broguht a smile to my face :)
The sisters are not here for one reason and one reason only, tis a shame that it has happened and a shame that it is side lined oh well, what can i expect.
Now, for anyone that doesnt have dry eyes and is at least an ounce interested in anything that has gone on, here is the story that was made in april. Thank you twisted for helping me find it.
THE SHORT SHORTS STORY
starring:
Ray Toro - as himself
Super Frank - Frank Iero
Gerard the skirt wearing back bending exhibitionist - Gerard Way
Mikey Way - as himself
Bob Bryar - as himself
The Fro - as himself
and introducing
Ray Toro's really short shorts as The Evil Shorts
original stroy concieved by Martha Jones
additional material by
Fimble Star
Star
Twisted Sister
Ergoproxy
Anon
Audience by
Resurrected Wreck
Anima
Miss Tottenham
Sdock 10
Badger Rustling by
Martha Jones
Directed by
Fimble Star
Filmed on location in Blogbelieve
Filmed in Shortsarama Technicoulour
no badgers were harmed in the filming of this story
well maybe a couple got poked...
Copyright April 28 2008
Blogbelieve Film Corporation
T-shits available in the lobby
THE SHORT SHORTS STORY
One day Frank was sitting by himself. He had noticed that a lot of the fans were sad. He wanted to do something to cheer them up but what could he do. He was just one man.
Than a light bulb went off in his head. He ran around looking for a pair of scissors.
"this well work I know it will and no one will be expecting it. It will be so great."
After running around for a good while and getting odd looks from the people around him. Frank found what he was looking for.
"Now I just need a partner in crime to pull this off with"
Just at that moment he spied with his little eye the unmistakable frame of the Toro’s fro.
Frank ran out and jumped in front of Ray. Ray jumped back seeing the evil smile and look on Franks face.
Ray raised his hand s to his head to protect his beautiful main of hair.
"No not my hair anything but my hair"
And that is when Frank struck. Knowing that Ray would think that he was after his hair Frank was able to do his dirty work with out Ray putting up a fight.
In a flash Frank had finished up with Ray and now was working on his own pants.
Ray lowered his hands from his head.
"wait you weren't after my lovely locks?"
"No, I just wanted to give the fans a little fan service. They seemed a little down lately."
So frank jumped up with his scissor in his hands and walked over to bob.
With franks look in his eyes, bob gets a little bit worried and shouts, ‘noooooo not my pants, don’t go cutting my pants.’
So with bob trying to protect his pants, frank goes in for the kill and chops off bobs lovely long locks.
Bob started to turn green like the hulk, and frank knew this was the time to run so he ran his heart out so that he was behind Mikey.
Bob chased Frankie but Mikey stood up tall and said ‘hey, leave him alone. I will come and sit on you’ but without Mikey noticing, Frankie had cut Mikey's pants legs off. So now Mikey and ray had short shorts and bob had no hair.
They all looked at Frankie and asked ‘why did you do that?’
Frankie wanted to make a one piece suit for Gerard and bobs hair was going to cover it. He wanted Gerard to e like big foot all hairy and big.
Frankie felt bad, so he pulled out his super glue and stuck bobs hair back on. He didn’t want bob to be hairless so he went around trying to find feathers for his Bigfoot suit.
He didn’t think he could do this on his own so he went into the bathroom.
When frank came out the bathroom, he was wearing his pants on the outside. He changed into a superhero.
So, in the corridor stood superhero frank with his pants on the outside, ray and Mikey with short shorts showing all and Sunday their assets, and bob with his hair super glued on and no pants because he likes to play the drums pantless.
Gerard walks around the corner eating a waffle and was stopped in his tracks by shear amazement. He wanted to be apart of this gang that was made of win..
Gerard stuffs his waffle in his mouth and starts to undress. The others shout,’ what are you doing jiggy’ so Gerard looks up and shouts ‘I wanna get naked’
So there in the corridor stood 4 guys dressed crazy and one guy totally naked with a waffle in his mouth.
Gerard started to feel a bit awkward so he reached into the closet and took out a pink flamingo to try and cover himself. Well, he didn’t know the flamingo was a real one until it started to peck him.
Mikey started to scream from the top of his voice ‘look out jiggy, the flamingo is gonna peck you, run home jiggy, run home’
Frank stood up, looking all mighty with his pants on the outside and said ‘never fear, Frankie boy is here’
He ran towards the flamingo screaming and waving his fists. Bob decided to get a pink sock and through it at the flamingo, because he wanted the sock to look like another flamingo trying to attack.
Ray was a bit shocked at this, so he took his short shorts and went to get his guitar.
Finally, the flamingo gave up and was beaten to the ground by bobs locks of ginger hair. They all stood around the naked Gerard and told him that he shouldn’t get naked just anywhere. He needs to make sure there are no flamingos.
Ray ran back with his guitar and started to play ‘getting jiggy with it’ which made Gerard stand up and find the nearest table. He started to dance around and get jiggy with it until the time for them to get to centre stage for the show.
Frankie, bob, Mikey, ray and Gerard ran to the stage in what they were wearing, ready to go onstage until Gerard realised he was still naked.
So Gerard decided to wear something that he thought was the next best thing since sliced bread and that was………A plaid mini skirt....
Gerard slipped into his new trier.
"Hey I feel good in this," he said as he did a back bend to work the kinks out of his back.
"Oh no way dude," his little brother cried. " I can see the family jewels when you do that. Gross"
"hey man we are Scottish so I am just going with tradition.
And with that started to dance the can for his brother. Who was turning green in the face at the sight of his own brother's no nos.
At that moment Worm can walking in holding Gee's black vest an d a pink boa.
But poor Gee didn't see worm standing there he just kept on dancing his little can can.
While worm shot video of it on his video phone.
Youtube or eBay thought worm.
Well, at this point, the stage began to role and the turned to the crowd. Gerard was stood centre stage with his plaid mini skirt and a yellow feather boa.
The crowd started to scream and the band began to play.
In the middle of the song teenagers, rays short shorts took control of ray and started to make ray thrust around the stage. The power of the short shorts was so immense that it took over what ray was playing.
The crowd watched in excitement as ray stopped playing teenagers and started to play ‘physical’ by Olivia Newton john.
Frankie stood there with his pants on the outside and scratched his head. Gerard ran over to him and put his arms around his head and said ‘don’t watch Frankie, the shorts have ray’
Ray started to thrust and play physical on the stage and his fro was bobbing along. The music took over and he couldn’t stop.
Mikey decided to get worm to help so worm jumped on stage and hosed ray down with water. This wasn’t a good idea because the shorts kurnik and became shorter.
Ray was scared, glanced at Frankie and shouted ‘help me, please. Get me out of my shorts’ so Frankie heard the cry and became the super hero he was. Frankie jumped on ray and wrestled him to the ground. Bob stood up and decided to help. Bob took off the shorts and handed them to Mikey.
Mikey looked back to get Gerard to help but as Mikey looked around, Gerard was on the other side of the stage doing back bends for his crowd. Mikey looked on in amazement
So, on stage is Gerard doing back bends in his plaid skirt with no undies on, Mikey stood in shock, bob looking like he has just caught the biggest fish, Frankie still sat on top of ray after wrestling him to the floor and ray with no pants on.
Frankie felt a tad bad for ray, because all the crowd could see that he had no pants, so Frankie being a super hero whipped his pants from outside his other pants and gave them to ray.
Ray was happy and stood up but he looked down to see his pants had changed colour. They were now pink with frilly lace on the outside.
All the fan girls in the crowd screamed and ran to the stage. They all chased ray off the stage so he ran for the exit. The others ran with him to escape the fan girls but Gerard didn’t notice, he was still doing his backbends.
Frankie, ray, bob and mikey ran to the back door and shut the door behind them. All they could here is the crowd hitting the door as they ran ‘thump’ into the door. The guys looked at each other and thought,’ crap, where is Gerard’
They ran around the front to see Gerard stood on top of their tour bus doing back bends on the roof. They grabbed him and pushed him in the bus. Only to find the bus filled with ……. dancing badgers.
Frank sat down on ray as he did this he thought What the hell happened all I wanted was to give the fans a little fan service and now but somewhere it went wrong. Ray is possessed by demonic short shorts and Gee has become a back bending exhibitionist
it was at that moment Frank and the others noticed The strangest part of all that they were more shocked about was that there in the middle of the dancing badger, was worm with a bikini on and tassels on his nipples, dancing like a belly dancer.
But even more shocking was the fact that The dancing badgers were actually the evil minions of the short- shorts and had come to take Gerard away, which had been their diabolical plan all along. They had planted the idea for the shorts in Frank subconscious earlier that day and had conveniently placed the scissors nearby to enable him to carry out their scheme. Frank, however was completely responsible for Mikey and Bob though. Anyway, when Gerard stopped doing back-bends long enough to notice that the badgers had stopped dancing and were now running toward him at a menacing pace, he remembered he had a pointy stick in has bunk and he ran for it. Badgers hate being poked, so they all ran off the bus in order to avoid Gerard's stick. Mikey was amazed to see his brother act so valiantly, Frank figured he wasn't the only super-hero around, Bob was just glad to be away from the fan girls and Ray ran to get changed out of his frilly undies...
he opened his cupboard and pulled out his favourite pair of black jeans.” these will protect me from the evil shorts" he thought, he had just put his right leg in the jeans when a pointed stick sailed through the air and pinned them to the floor.
"Stop!" yelled Gerard and ran to pull Ray away from the writhing jeans,
"It's not your jeans look" yelled Frank pointing. With that the jeans began to shrink, slowly reforming into the very evil short shorts they thought had been left behind.
From inside the shorts crawled the very bedraggled and contrite fro.
"Fro!" yelled Ray "Why? just tell me why???"
The fro rustled apologetically and crept over rubbing itself on Ray's leg.
It rustled it's reasons softly to everyone, it had felt a little neglected and with the assistance of the other body fro had decided to try and stage a coup. It was very sorry and promised never to do it again. Ray bent his head and Mikey picked up the limp exhausted fro adn placed it back.
"I love you fro" said Ray "But..."
"If you ever do that again it's straightener time" said Mikey holding his up and laughing.
They all laughed and the frame froze and the credits began to roll
Thank you martha for this little gem :)
I was the anon writer. Good times. :)
Well, pump it up, pump it up
Baby make it bigger
Going crazy
Pumping it up, pumping it up
It's gonna heal you
She put the cream in my coffee (first thing in the morning)
Put that butter on my biscuit (honey to my melons)
Cherries on bananas (gonna need a second helping)
You know I'm up for breakfast so early in the morning
I don't need the back door open
Hot tub loosen up...baby's been soaking
Been tokin'...been sippin'
Slip flop slippin up...got me dripping
Going crazy
Keeping it up pumping it up, pumping it up
It's gonna kill you
She put the cream in my coffee (first thing in the morning)
Spread that butter on my biscuit (honey to my melon)
Put berries on bananas (I need a second helping)
That's why I'm up for breakfast so early in the morning
[Guitar Solo]
She put the cream in my coffee (first thing in the morning)
Spread my butter on my biscuit (honey to my melon)
Put berries on bananas (I need a second helping)
That's why I'm up for breakfast so early in the morning
Wake me up
Gotta get up
Got creamer on the table (first thing in the morning)
Squeeze some honey on my biscuit (honey to my melon)
Got some cream on my bananas (need a second helping)
You know I'm up for breakfast so early in the morning
Wake me up
Lift me up
Gotta get up
Hot coffee first thing in the morning
Hot sweet sticky
Get it up, get it up, get it up
Gotta get up
Just what you need to really wake you up in the morning.
Mayo:
Hello ku'uipo, it occurred to me that I ran off without a word or anything. So now, I've got about eight thousand words. Please hear them all if you don't mind.
The first thing I wanna say to you is that it cheeses me off when people suggest that you need to police your own blog. You do not. From the beginning I've felt that this should be a sanctuary for you and not a responsibility. To lay that at your door would be ridiculous. It's the effing internet.
That said, I did get upset the other night and that was my first reason for bailing. I was worried about my friend. It's not every day that someone you know tells you that they're going to end it all, and I really fail at situations like that. I always take a threat like that seriously. It wasn't the words being said about me that really got to me, it was the idea that to some, it was some kind of joke or ploy. Suicide isn't an easy topic for me. Death isn't. Smoke and Solly's story affected me deeply and when I saw the blithe disregard for that as well, I realized that it was time for me to turn the page.
Usually I can laugh at those people, make stupid poems about them and turn them into my entertainment. But that night I couldn't look ugliness in the face and laugh at it, and the best thing to do--which I hope you do as well--is turn away from it and take a deep breath, because it's not worth it.
What I'm going to say next isn't a "martyr" kind of thing, although I absolutely know that it will get turned around into that. I wanted to give you a break. I hate what it must be like for you to sign onto your own journal and see all of this junk. If I lie low for a bit--this is my mana'o, anyway--maybe they'll get bored. I know they haven't yet, but it's only been a while in BlogBelieve time. So it's not like I'm languishing of BlogBelieve ennui, or suffering for you, Mayo. ;D I'm still reading your words and I'm still talking to my pals. It's remarkable how the nittily anons mostly stay away from discussmayo. You know why they do? Because when they post their junk about us, it's not for us to see. It's for you to see.
Speaking of reading your words, that brings me to chapter two of my novel: this post of yours, as well as a handful of your other posts. You like it when your words come back at you filtered through someone else's interpretation? Opinions come with that, too. It's presumptuous, I know, but you don't give us a hell of a lot to go on, and so all we've got is "if it sounds good, it's good; if it sounds bad, it's bad," and this sounds bad.
Mayo, if you're infusing yourself with vodka and orange juice and you feel like you're stuck in a pattern or repeating a pattern, well, here is where I suppose I should probably be all like "Oh you sweet thing, be gentle with yourself, forgive yourself, let me wipe your tears and rock you gently; can I play in the clouds with your sad lonely inner child?" Sadly I am not very maternal, nor am I patient when someone I sincerely care about keeps making the same goddamn mistake over and over again, fully aware that they are making it. My cousin went down that road and she never came back, so I don't take it very lightly.
If I'm reading this right--maybe, maybe not--and this is a problem that you're having, Mayo, don't be gentle with yourself. And I hope that the people in your real life, the ones you should be turning to actually, are not coddling you either or feeding your destruction. The most difficult--yet the most valuable--friends are the ones who will slap you 'round the earhole when you most want to lie there and wallow. They are the hard to bear, but, I find, they are the ones who bring about the most change. I can honestly say in retrospect that it was people in my life going, "WTF are you doing with yourself?" that actually made me stop spinning my wheels, even if I resented the christ out of them at the time. Even if I went away and sulked and snapped that they didn't understand me because they weren't "in my place."
I don't have to be in your place, and neither do your friends who care about you. They can see your place just fine, and if you've dug a hole for yourself then they probably have a much broader view of your "place" than you do.
When you're down there, Mayo, it is so much easier to wallow with the people who are down there with you. They don't judge you. They don't make you feel bad. No one likes to feel bad, and everyone likes like-minded company. We like our comfort zones. However, what good are those people who are so far up your ass that they are meeting mid-colon for tea and toasting to your downfall? Wow, how awesome are they? They're gonna cheer you all the way down! Or tell you how tragic you are, how sad your story, how deep / meaningful / sensitive / adjective of your choice, and while they're petting you and wiping your tears and holding out their hands to you, who is going to give you a good hard slap and say, "get out of the hole, stop repeating the patterns, get your crap together?" Who is left to say that?
My hope for you is that you have someone in your real life--someone other than some mouthy, annoying bitch on your blog--who, when you get to feeling low and writing poetry about your difficulties, will just kick you in the ass and tell you to up and fix your problems instead of talking about fixing them.
And f it seems like I'm assuming that you need someone to do that, it's because usually we all do. Okay, I do. I know that I'm more inclined to sit there and go, "Oh, woe, whatever shall I do? I know! I'll write about stuff!" instead of addressing things and making changes. So forgive me if I've wrongly assumed the same of you. Perhaps I'm wrong about the whole thing. Perhaps you're the picture of health, capability and joy. Perhaps you don't have a problem, and you don't smoke or drink or let yourself go or get involved in crap when you know better, and maybe you eat your veggies and drink green tea and jog a mile a day and then go home and read Shakespeare, and these occasional downer "OMG I need so much help" blogs are just some character you play. If so, more power to you, and tell me what your secret is.
If not, then take a step back and change these things before you can't anymore.
I like you, Mayo, and I wish to come back when this nonsense settles down somewhat. Till then, I'll be at the porch, on the swing, with my many tongues (all silver,) tied and my whip coiled.
Know it.
Kapunua
I know this will sound silly but I was so happy to see your name in blue. I miss you. I hope you feel ready to come back soon. I hope a lot of people come back soon.
The ugly shit that goes on here hurts not just those it is thrown at but all of us.
It really does.
good morning everyone.
just finished updating my lj and now i'm stopping by here, but can't stay very long. we're going up to the hospital soon.
interesting comment, kapunua, and hello there elena.
it's weird because i still don't really understand what's going on here. i feel like i'm off-kilter by one step.
but i wanted to thank everyone again who was there last night. you guys really helped to keep me from going all flaily (like i have a tendency to do...).
*big non-flaily hug*
interesting comment, kapunua,
I though tit was "interesting" too but maybe in a different way from the way you thought it was "interesting".....
always good to keep an 'open mind' about such things
Come on elena and toujours. Say what you really think.
You both pretend to be so "nice" yet you continually lie like a couple of old yard dogs.
fine.
this is what i just wrote in an email to elena.
I feel so out-of-step on the blog. I know I should have said something to Sdock that night about her neice dying of cancer, but it was five years ago and everyone else was stepping in, so I went with my selfish desire to just not talk about cancer anymore that night. I had already made a comment over at Miss T's about her friend, and it took me the longest time to work up my courage just to write that paltry thing. Sometimes I'm just so sick of talking about cancer.
But it wasn't very compassionate of me. I should apologize to her, but now they're all hiding out from the blog and I feel very uncomfortable about approaching them. I can't shake the feeling that Kapunua thinks I've done something wrong. I should backread to see if I can figure it out, but I just haven't.
And you guys are all reading something in Mayo's latest that I honestly am not getting. This poem doesn't sound like it's talking about current problems, but problems he has learned from. I don't know. Maybe I'm not in tune with him as I thought I was, and wow isn't that arrogant of me, to even think I was ever in tune with him. Cripes.
there. that's how i really feel.
Hey Goldie
Sorry to disappoint you but what I said to K was the truth. You can believe it or not. There is nothing I can say to you that would make you believe me and to be honest I don't really care.
K and I are friends. We speak to each other here and off the blog.
I'm friends with a lot of people. Hell, Goldie I've tried to be nice to you. I try to be nice to everyone.
Sometimes it works out and sometimes it doesn't. I've got the feeling that's not gonna work out with you.
TJ,
i think this post is about a current problem Mayo is having. when he came on to chat the other night, his comments read like he had a few drinks in him when he was typing them out.
sorry Toujour, I got what Kapu got out of this.
he has no idea the vodka belongs on the shelf
Orange juice beside the milk
In time, now stumbling forward
Often infused by the same mixture
I recall her laughter was not quite right
And mine often sounds the same
I felt it was a current timeline.
i supppose i can see that, 12;28, and i hope he is alright, i truly do. i don't trust my own interpretations anymore, so i'm going to hang back on this one, and just keep saying my prayers for him.
i have to get going now, we're going back up to the hospital.
see you all tonight.
bye elena, anon, blogbelieve.
bye mayo.
What the fuck is wrong with you people? Even when he signs in and tells you he is happy, you don't believe him. You refuse to even entertain the possibility he actually could be happier than he has ever been. Do his words really mean so little to you?
thanks, 12:33. i was distracted by other parts of the poem, but what you point out makes sense.
really gotta go (not refreshing this time).
bye everyone.
Sdock that night about her neice dying of cancer, but it was five years ago
That makes it OK then.
People like Kapu want to think that Mayo is unhappy because she is unhappy and misery loves company
RW,
You like/know The Horrors?!
Ooh, what do you think of Count in Fives and She Is The New Thing?
Warning: SITNT is a creepy video even though animated.
I do like The Horrors! :) I discovered them on a Might Boosh episode several months ago. I have to admit it was their visual esthetic that drew me to them first (but then, it was the same thing with MCR/The Black Parade as well), but I've come to quite like their music. Count In Fives, incidentally, is my fave right now. I haven't seen the vid for the other song you mentioned, but I shall certainly check it out. Thanks for the link!
Whew! We have baby hawks in the neighbourhood!
-A
Why would Mayo write a blog hinting that he has a drinking problem?
Baby hawks? How sweet! ^_^
Perhaps this was the only way he could do it. It's not easy to admit to family and friends that you need help...it's even harder to admit it to yourself.
Well, sweet in a "Don't get too close because mom and dad will rip your scalp off" kind of sweet!
There was a neighbourhood here last year that had a hawk nest, and kids were getting swooped on if they got too close to the tree the nest was in.
And of course, there was a big bloody panic. Parents were terrified the kids were going to be torn up by hawks, so the city called in Provincial Wildlife who removed the nest and the babies.
*shakes her head*
-A
Okay this is the only thing I'm gonna say about this then I'm going to go enjoy the beautiful day.
Yeah, he signed in and said he was "great".
I really hope that's the truth. That's what I want for him.
However, I can't begin to count the times someone has asked me how I am and I say I'm fine. Is it the truth? Sometimes yes but sometimes it's about as far from the truth as you can get.
Sometimes it's just easier to say that you're fine then to try to explain why you're not. Sometimes you can't explain why you're not.
Is this what is going on with Mayo? I have no idea. Maybe he's happy maybe he's not.
I just want him to know that there are a lot of people here who care about him. Who want the best for him.
I guess getting your scalp torn off by birds would, in fact, not be so sweet.
But... fuzzy widdle hawk babies! I wants to squeeze them!
Ku`uipo, meaning sweetheart, illustrates the stunning beauty and the subtle complexities of love that often captivates our hearts
I guess we know who one of th love anons are now.
Elena, your concern is touching. But, he was very emphatic.
Trust him.
Is that you Mayo?
*takes a deep breath*
I can easily see how this post can be read from the point of view of someone who watched a family member drink incessantly.
The last part though, makes me think that it had come completely full circle. What the child saw in the parent, the parent grew to see in the child.
Mayonaise knows, has always known, that we're here for him in whatever capacity possible.
However, not every situation has a solution that easily fits. Clearly, where Jennicula made her post talking about her experiences, it had an effect on Mayo that he acknowledged. I'm glad for that.
But, he was very emphatic.
Methinks the lady doth protest too much.
Please tell Kapu to STFU.
Anonymous said...
But, he was very emphatic.
Methinks the lady doth protest too much.
Methinks, you are a twat.
"But, he was very emphatic."
So is Gerard Way, and he's a train wreck.
There are several anons here.
I have no interest in name calling.
So is Gerard Way, and he's a train wreck.
In your opinion...
RW, me too.
I have an idea! We'll make ourselves some Hawk Haz-Mat suits. Climb the tree, cuddle the bebbes, and then run screaming!
A better way to spend a sunday? I cannot think of it.
-A
Mayo if that's you.... you don't have to call names to tell someone to just stop assuming the worst, stop assuming they are always right and just .... just STOP.
Excellent idea, A!
I can't think of a better way to spend a Sunday than dressing up, stalking baby birds, and screaming ^_^
RW, I'm fairly certain that was most of my childhood.
If we weren't screaming about baby birds, we were screaming about something.
And then there's my poor father, god bless 'im.
"If youse don't shut up, someone's gonna call the cops!!"
-A
Methinks, you are a twat.
No need for name-calling nor that pesky superfluous comma.
Anonymous said...
Elena, your concern is touching. But, he was very emphatic.
Trust him.
I really need to go and stop refreshing the page. Anon, I do trust Mayo. Silly isn't it to put trust in someone I don't really know? But I do and I am silly. So maybe you're right. If he says he's fine I should just believe it.
My only point was I just want him to know that no matter if he's happy of unhappy a lot of us are here for him. You don't just need people in bad times. It's nice to have them around when you’re happy too.
Okay, off to the evil empire for me. (Wal-Mart)
Have a great day everyone. See you all later.
Is that you, Frank? Calling people twats again?
Oh wait. Frank calls girls cunts. My bad.
Screaming is one of the best parts of childhood, A. Just ask any baby!
Nooooo. Frank would never, ever do that. He speaks latin and writes stories about geese and frogs and he loves everyone! He's the kindest person in the universe.
Babies sometimes scream when you squeeze them.
I wonder if they are connected to birds...
Also, I want a caramel apple.
RW, babies don't know how good they've got it!
You lay in a stroller and someone drags you around. Makes sure you get fed, cleans up after you! Man..
Anyway, there's nobody to clean up after me, so I'd better go. 2 bathrooms to clean and more dishes in the sink. :P
I'll hopefully see you later RW.
-A
Anonymous said...
Nooooo. Frank would never, ever do that. He speaks latin and writes stories about geese and frogs and he loves everyone! He's the kindest person in the universe.
Are you saying that SS is Frank, Anon?
You lay in a stroller and someone drags you around. Makes sure you get fed, cleans up after you! Man..
Picks things up when you throw them down - best game ever!
Bye for now, A :) Happy cleaning!
Anonymous Anonymous said...
Methinks, you are a twat.
No need for name-calling nor that pesky superfluous comma.
Mayo your slip is showing!
Picks things up when you throw them down - best game ever!
Yeah, you REALLY can't do that as an adult. I tried once. :/
-A will be back later.
I've tried to. Had to pick it up myself. Not nearly as much fun.
That is why Mayo won't disable anon comments.
He starts most of this shit himself as an anon.
Anyway, heading off for a bit.
Have a good day, everyone :)
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