My bizarre take on a strange holiday tradition has produced magical dancing light.
p.s. may all of yours be merry and bright.
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Art by: Toujours
No Contest
even if no one gets me, if i'm the only one laughing at my jokes, i won't hide myself away from life. it's uncertain and it's dirty and it's fucking exciting, and i want to be a part of all of it.
it's too good to waste in hiding.
toujours
February, 21, 2009 1:27 AM
it's too good to waste in hiding.
toujours
February, 21, 2009 1:27 AM
heart full
Today on my way home from class, I stopped off at the petrol station for some petrol. I paid on my card which wasn’t a lot, and then as I was getting into my car, I saw an old man walking past the building. He had a red and green stripy jumper which was frayed at the ends. He was also wearing some jeans that were dirty and had holes all over.
I sat there and became intrigued by him because I didn’t know what he was doing, so as I sat there and watched him, he continued doing what he set out to do.
He walked past the trash cans and first picked out a cup with some drink still in it (one of the cups that you get from burger king that has coke in it). He then walked over to the next trash can and pulled out the end of a half eaten sandwich. In my shock horror, he ate it and then went to sit on the wall to drink the drink he had found.
I felt sad, I wanted to give him my last $4 that I had but I was told when I was younger that you should never give people money, you should give them something they need or can use because that way, if they had an addiction, they would not be able to use the money for their addiction. So I went into the shop and bought a chicken sandwich from their deli counter and then walked out of the building.
The guy was still sat at the wall drinking his drink so I walked up to him and asked him if he would like this sandwich. He thanked me and said that he was hungry.
I should of felt good after that, doing something for someone else but all I could think of is where his next meal will come from or where in fact he will sleep tonight.
Fimble Star
September 30, 2008 8:08 PM
(Tonight, although I am cold and my feet are sore, my belly is full.)
I sat there and became intrigued by him because I didn’t know what he was doing, so as I sat there and watched him, he continued doing what he set out to do.
He walked past the trash cans and first picked out a cup with some drink still in it (one of the cups that you get from burger king that has coke in it). He then walked over to the next trash can and pulled out the end of a half eaten sandwich. In my shock horror, he ate it and then went to sit on the wall to drink the drink he had found.
I felt sad, I wanted to give him my last $4 that I had but I was told when I was younger that you should never give people money, you should give them something they need or can use because that way, if they had an addiction, they would not be able to use the money for their addiction. So I went into the shop and bought a chicken sandwich from their deli counter and then walked out of the building.
The guy was still sat at the wall drinking his drink so I walked up to him and asked him if he would like this sandwich. He thanked me and said that he was hungry.
I should of felt good after that, doing something for someone else but all I could think of is where his next meal will come from or where in fact he will sleep tonight.
Fimble Star
September 30, 2008 8:08 PM
(Tonight, although I am cold and my feet are sore, my belly is full.)
It helped.
Jennicula,
Thank you for sharing your story. Although it only appeared briefly, I was lucky enough to have caught it.
Once upon a time, for me, that was the best part of this place...having my words related back to me from another's perspective.
And it never mattered to me who said it, just that it meant something to the writer.
Thank you for sharing your story. Although it only appeared briefly, I was lucky enough to have caught it.
Once upon a time, for me, that was the best part of this place...having my words related back to me from another's perspective.
And it never mattered to me who said it, just that it meant something to the writer.
Blog header image by: Anima
I would like to credit the photographer and thank her for sharing her work.
something
Don't let anyone tell you how to live your life. Hold your head up high and be proud of who you are. If you've had a shitty day and you feel like people just don't want you to be happy, and when you find yourself struggling to make it through the day, just keep on believing and keep the faith. Also, from personal experience, don't push people away. When they say they want to help and that they are there for you, let them in. Believe me, I know how fucking scary that thought is, but don't shut others out.
paperheartxx
September 22, 2008 11:07 PM
paperheartxx
September 22, 2008 11:07 PM
Retro-spectacled
Sometimes, when you look back on stuff in your life, you know, the crap that makes you shake your head and say, "Holy shit, what the Hell was I thinking?" it's part of what makes you - you.
I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have made small mistakes and really big, fucking scary mistakes. Would I change those mistakes and blunders?
No. Wanna know why?
Because they make me - me. They help make up the person that I am, what I've learned the hard way. Hopefully I've learned from my mistakes and have become a better person for it. And, hopefully I don't repeat those same mistakes. Although, sometimes I repeat variations of certain ones, but I'm working on that. :)
Jennicula
June 11, 2008 11:19 AM
I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have made small mistakes and really big, fucking scary mistakes. Would I change those mistakes and blunders?
No. Wanna know why?
Because they make me - me. They help make up the person that I am, what I've learned the hard way. Hopefully I've learned from my mistakes and have become a better person for it. And, hopefully I don't repeat those same mistakes. Although, sometimes I repeat variations of certain ones, but I'm working on that. :)
Jennicula
June 11, 2008 11:19 AM
aloft
Blazing against the sun
like locusts,
samaras swarm the sky
and skitter to an earthly end,
dry
like clever words.
I want to make them fly up,
flip heaven upside down
and dance across the top of hell
and sing your thoughts
to the sound of thunder
that you love so well,
rip open the littered sky
and bathe in the light
or draw across the firmament
the blanket of the night.
In only a day they have
covered the ground,
their brief flight
yielding nothing permanent
on infertile land,
a fleeting moment of swarming glory
that calls to mind our own
short story:
Diamonds and petals,
the loom and the light,
the inkdark moon, foxfire marsh,
an open, waiting hand.
Clever winged seeds
of childhood reminiscent--
and like the idiot grown-up heart,
as stubbornly indehiscent.
Weaver Girl
May 26, 2008 11:27 PM
like locusts,
samaras swarm the sky
and skitter to an earthly end,
dry
like clever words.
I want to make them fly up,
flip heaven upside down
and dance across the top of hell
and sing your thoughts
to the sound of thunder
that you love so well,
rip open the littered sky
and bathe in the light
or draw across the firmament
the blanket of the night.
In only a day they have
covered the ground,
their brief flight
yielding nothing permanent
on infertile land,
a fleeting moment of swarming glory
that calls to mind our own
short story:
Diamonds and petals,
the loom and the light,
the inkdark moon, foxfire marsh,
an open, waiting hand.
Clever winged seeds
of childhood reminiscent--
and like the idiot grown-up heart,
as stubbornly indehiscent.
Weaver Girl
May 26, 2008 11:27 PM
Electric Blue
…today I saw a ulysses butterfly it was in our yard and settled to feed on our hibiscus. They really are fantastically beautiful things, the electric blue is amazing, however as they sit with their wings closed they are rather nondescript and dull. Sometimes people are like that, from the outside they seem unappealing but within there hides an amazing beauty for those lucky enough to see it. I hope you appreciate beauty in all things, and look for it perhaps where others miss it.
ergoproxy
April 29, 2008 4:45 AM
ergoproxy
April 29, 2008 4:45 AM
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL.
I read your post again and suddenly without warning memories of construction paper filled my head. I remembered all the lop-sided flowers my girls made when they were young. Bright blue, yellow and pink flowers that were cut out with blunt end scissors would fill the windows to decorate for Easter. An occasional bunny was attempted but those usually ended up looking like creatures from a horror movie. Flowers were so much easier. I can close my eyes and hear the paper being cut into petals. I can smell the Elmer’s glue squirted on in huge blobs to attach each misshapen petal to form the flowers. We had a huge arts and crafts box full of wonderful items just waiting for their imaginations to turn into something wonderful. In my mind I see my daughters, as they once were, small, blond little girls sitting on the floor surrounded by scraps of paper and other art supplies. They would create their masterpieces then proudly show each other. Oh and Lord the messes that would ensue if the glitter made an appearance. Now, the box is forgotten. I’m not really sure where it even is anymore. The few flowers so lovingly created that survived are faded and dusty and high on a shelf they sit. Time marches on, so many things get left behind.
Today was the first Easter I spent alone. I don’t think it really upset me until I remembered the construction paper flowers. Of course I understand that my daughters are growing up and have lives of their own. But understanding doesn’t make it any easier to accept. I miss my little girls in their frilly Easter dresses. I miss the laughter that filled the house when they found what the Easter Bunny left for them. And I miss making the damn flowers.
Elena
March 24, 2008 3:57 AM
Today was the first Easter I spent alone. I don’t think it really upset me until I remembered the construction paper flowers. Of course I understand that my daughters are growing up and have lives of their own. But understanding doesn’t make it any easier to accept. I miss my little girls in their frilly Easter dresses. I miss the laughter that filled the house when they found what the Easter Bunny left for them. And I miss making the damn flowers.
Elena
March 24, 2008 3:57 AM
From the corner.
I wonder if you noticed
all our friends playing
Some had never tried before
and the result was amazing.
Poems from the corner
from the left and right
We did our best to keep them flowing
Late into this night.
If nothing else was accomplished
I hope we made someone see
How truly beautiful and amazing
a poem can be.
Sdock10
March 13, 2008 11:36 PM
all our friends playing
Some had never tried before
and the result was amazing.
Poems from the corner
from the left and right
We did our best to keep them flowing
Late into this night.
If nothing else was accomplished
I hope we made someone see
How truly beautiful and amazing
a poem can be.
Sdock10
March 13, 2008 11:36 PM
Thank You. Truly.
"This little world has grown around us, out of nothing, and it is a remarkable thing. Even the dark and dirty parts, the violent parts. Humanity will not thrive without passion."
Redrum
March 1, 2008 3:13 AM
Redrum
March 1, 2008 3:13 AM
Uncondensed
Your words are what give value to this space.
Never do that again.
Yes, I am aware.
Character Advocacy.
"Don't ever pretend to be something you're not. You are who you are, and no one can change that. The people who don't like the real you are just gonna have to suck it. Don't take shit from anyone. Don't crumble. Throw a few birds, and walk on.
I'm still trying to do this, so maybe we can work on it together."
mustardisbetter
January 16, 2008 4:48 PM
I'm still trying to do this, so maybe we can work on it together."
mustardisbetter
January 16, 2008 4:48 PM
Art by: Toujours
“I decided to stop pitying myself. Other than my eye, two things aren't paralyzed, my imagination and my memory.”
Jean-Dominique Bauby
Jean-Dominique Bauby
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Anonymous said...
Why do you guys get so excited if he's here?
Big, fucking deal
Uh...cause
phew thank fuck for that!!
i felt sure the cranky anon was gonna ruin that meffer for me!!
OK i am out of here!
bye everyone!
hi elena. gotta fly!
hope you are OK babe?
sorry not been in touch!
Good to see you FASC
I'm sending the package tomorrow.
Talk to ya soon.
oh cheers elena!!
i am the "refresh" queen!!
and it gets me into a fuck load of trouble!!
thank you though!
See ya Refresh Queen
lol @ mayo trying to bring the blog back to life
I suppose one thing that started me reminiscing was something that happened Christmas night when the family was here. One of my brothers picked up my guitar and started playing and singing some of the old stuff. My other brother and I jumped right in with the harmonies and Damn! We were good!
It didn't last long, not nearly as long as I would've liked. I miss those times when we all played and sang for hours on end. Man, and I remember that all so well, like there was nothing else in the world going on. And the feeling I always got from all that beautiful music and harmony and when it just all falls together...
Yes, I would love to be doing that again. But, I am mainly a singer, not a guitarist, and I need other musicians and singers with me. And I want the guys I used to play with.
There were 2 guys that I worked with in a Trio years ago that picked just like Albert Lee and both sang like birds! Our harmonies were tight as hell! After a few months, we brought in a drummer and a bass player, who also sang his ass off. The whole band sang! That was the best band I was ever in. The best pickers, the best harmonies...
We were hired to play at an outdoor arena, behind a fish camp, of all places! The gig was sweet! It was only Friday and Saturday from 6-10 pm. It got to the point where people were showing up not to eat at the restaurant, but just to see us.
When October brought the cold, and the gig came to an end, the band split up. The drummer had another gig lined up, the bass player and his wife were moving back up north, one of the guitar players was tired, etc.
Through the years, I've gotten together a few times with the 2 great guitarists, but everyone has their own lives now, their own agendas. No one has the time that it took, the time that we used to spend, to perfect what we had.
How I have wished that one of them would say, "Hey, let's do it again. Just a small thing, not go overboard. We'll play out only if we want to play out. Let's do it for us."
But, you know what? It's what I just said - everybody has their own agendas, their own idea of what they want...
One of those great guitarist became a born-again Christian and started writing and that is all he wants to do, his music. My brother plays piano and I've said to him several times, "Let's put together a little duo." But he'll go and get together was some band playing beach music or some shit. The last group had about 4 horns and they wanted me to join them, but those damned horns just got on my nerves!
Yes, I have my own agenda too...
I'm tired of talking about this now...
Ohwell, Ohwell, Ohwell...
Wow I didn't know it was dead.
Even your precious SS has abandoned this dive
Oh, and Mayo? If that was you?
Thanks a bunch, dude. I really do appreciate it.
Really anon? SS has abandoned us?
You really should pay more attention.
Really, I think that is the only time he has ever addressed me...
I feel pretty darn special!
Mya
You are special
Oh, Elena...
Thank you so much!
I'm just feeling a bit down and it will pass... It always does... Or, rather, it doesn't ever pass - I just learn to deal with it...
I have no other choice, now do I?
*Wondering if Ray Toro has ever listened to Albert Lee?*
I'm special in that way that people kind of look at me from a distance and tilt their head sideways in that confused puppy dog kind of way, oh and they wrinkle their nose too.
You know? That kind of special.
Motherfucker!!!!! Just for old times sake. I'm having just a terrible Monday where I hate pretty much everything and everyone, myself included. OH yeah, I'm at the top of that fucking list!
Elena and Mya, you are both special in a very good way.
FASC, I fucking miss you already.
Mya I understand. People ask me how I'm doing I say "I'm okay" That is because I HAVE to be okay not because I really feel that way.
'Sup, Archibald?
SDock, that is exactly the first thing I thought of! Yes, I'm special alright!
Hey sdock
How old am I? Seriously, I've forgotten! Am I 52 or 53? Do any of you ever do that? Granted, there comes a point where you want to stop counting!
No, no, no! Mya, surely you're not special like me, no, no, no!!
You're totally way more special than I am, but not in that twisty head kind of way.
Wait! I've got it! When this blog started, wasn't I Anon51? So, that must mean I'm 52, right?
And soon to be 53...
And the things I've been reminiscing about didn't happen 10 years ago or even 20 years ago... More like 30 years ago... And I just can't put my head around that, it seems so unreal...
Who's ready for a drink?
SDock, my head is pretty damn twisty, in case you hadn't noticed!
Oh, Mya, you have no idea how ready I am.
Hey Elena,
Since we're being nostalgic today, remember when you, me, and GS would hang out in "the corner"?
Seems like so freakin long ago.
Your drink of choice, SDock, if I remember, is Vodka, right?
I miss hanging out in the corner. Good times, good times!
Right on, Mya.
I concede; these halls may no longer echo with the sound of his laughter, or glow with the warmth of his spirit.
But, the refrigerator door is left open at all hours, tomato 'ends' sit conspicuously on the chopping board, and a damp towel is often draped over the chair by the fireplace.
p.s. i always know.
I haven't taken my Christmas decorations down yet... I also have not left my house in almost a week... I am still looking for a job in the almost non-existent job market...
Where is that Vodka?
He's not Archibald, Solly! He's Billy Bob! ^_^
I've figured out that The History Channel is pretty damn cool. I'm watching this show about Ethiopia. There's a floating church that's built on a secret lake and there's over ten thousand people buried there. The bones are just right there. Weird!
What?! Who left a damp towel draped over the chair?! Don't they know that will ruin the upholstery!
And who left the refrigerator door open?! That mayonaise will go bad!
Dunno I think the warmth of his spirit is still here. I can still feel it.
Sorry I meant to clean up the tomato mess but I forgot.
Me too, Elena. ^_^
I hate the perfume I got myself for Christmas...
Yeah, it's still pretty warm in here.
Or, wait, am I just flushed?
Ooh! Girls! I must tell you! I got some moisturizer from Neutrogena, called Visibly Even, or something like that. Anyway, it is supposed to even out your skin tone, right? Anyway, I've been using it for almost a month and just when I thought nothing was happening, my daughter told me last night how nice my skin looked! She said it looked very smooth and... even!
Just thought I'd pass that on...
I might just have to try that one, Mya.
Smoke,
You're Lula today!
Just lettin' you know...
And Martha Jones and I have already discovered the wonderful Neutrogena Wave! That thing is great!
Gotta go hunt down the Vodka... And probably play some mindless games on the computer... See ya'll later!
See ya Mya
Take Care
Oooohhhhh, I want da new Leathermouth shirt!!!
Racey days
Help me through the hopeless haze
But, my, oh my
Tragic eyes
I can't even recognize myself behind
So if the answer is no
Can I change your mind?
Out again, a siren screams at half past ten
And you won't let go
While I ignore, that we both felt like this
Before it starts to show
So if I had a chance
Would you let me know
Why aren't you shaking?
Step back in time
Graciously taking
Oh, you're too kind
And if the answer is no
Can I change your mind?
We're all the same
And love is blind
The sun is gone
Before it shines
And I said if the answer is no
Can I change your mind?
Solly! Guess what?!!!?!
The first fifty orders come with a special, one of a kind vile of Frank Spit!
Muwahahaha. ^_^
Frank's spit killed the blog. Oh my.
O_o
GAHHH I LOVE MISTLETOE! ^_^
WHOOP WHOOP! Boy do I love this holiday spirit stuff! :D
Just doing a quick scan of the blog, Hey Lula, that's cute! Mya, I bought myself perfume for xmas too and I'm not fond of mine either. :/ Ah well!
I gotsa ta run, need to take a shower and then play some video games with the jo-chan! :D
Have fun playing video games, Jules! ^_^
Whale vomit costs more than gold. Who'd have thunk it?
O_O
Ohhhhh BA-NA-NA BREAD!
HOW I LOVE THEE! EEEE!
Mayo,
Wassup, dude? Yay for Monday being almost over. I had a seriously pissy day. One of those days where I felt like I was spitting venom and my words were very much uncensored. Can you imagine what that sounded like? Oh wait, yeah, you've read me on here for over a year. You know how bad my mouth can get. Okay, so it wasn't pretty and it was sharp, but the truth can be ugly and cut you to the bone. I just get so fucking sick of bullshit excuses. Can't people at least show some ownage? If you're lazy, just say you're fucking lazy and you have no plans of getting up and doing anything. If you fucking forgot something, say that you were too damn busy worrying about some lame ass other shit to care. That's the kind of stuff I'm talking about. Stop wasting my time with some bullshit. Do you know how fucking refreshing it would be to hear someone just admit some shit instead of being so quick to come up with a story or blame someone else? Let's just say that I would be so refreshed, that I would probably slip away into a state of shock, and then laughter, a couple of high fives for the truth, and then bliss.
Okay, I'm babbling and venting at the same time and my (un)story did sorta have a point. Oh yeah, back to me being Ms. Pissy Bitch. Now I know the other day we were talking about wasting time and days and moments and good grief, this has got to be the worst possible way to "waste" a day. It accomplishes nothing. I just get tired as hell from all the ranting and raving and spend the day comtemplating crawling into a dark closet with a bottle and drinking myself into oblivion just for the night. But I haven't done that sort of thing in months. Okay, so I never drank in a dark closet, but still...I would drink away the day right into the night, but I would wake up with the same shit, a pounding head, and a dry mouth.
But this is all about showing ownage, and I can own the fact that some days, I still think about it, some days, I still want to, some days, I miss it.
And on my drive home, I couldn't wait to get there and pound on LHM's brand new punching bag to let out my frustrations. Bwah, fail. That lasted about 2 minutes because I was hitting it so hard and probably so incorrectly that I was afraid I'd break my hands. I went back inside still feeling all tense and wound up. I hear a twist of the doorknob and in runs LHM. He didn't give me time to be in that pissy mood. He didn't want to hear how ill I was. He just wanted to play. That translates into beating and kicking my ass. Before I knew it, we had spent nearly 2 hours laughing and running around the house. I had completely forgotten why I was so pissy in the first place.
Good times, dude. I needed an 8 year old to kick my ass and remind me of everything that is so perfect in my life. Crazy shit. I just hope he had as good of a time as I did.
Okay, I've babbled enough for tonight. I didn't think I had much to say, but SURPRISE, look at Solly run off at the mouth.
So...
Mayo, here's to me hoping that you always have someone in your life to kick your ass right when you need it most.
Love to YOU Always,
S
p.s. that kinda hurt a little.
PJ,
I almost forgot for the 2nd time tonight to say how great it was to see you around here.
Love ya!
OK, so I've eaten dinner, had a glass (or two) of wine, and been yelling at some lame-ass, cheatin' games on the computer. Yeah, you know they damn cheat the hell out of you all the time! So, I decided to show them and stop playing with them! So, there!
So, now what?
My daughter and her friend are watching a movie. Catch Me If You Can with Leonardo. I really like that movie, but I saw it not too long ago.
Maybe I can re-claim the TV after it goes off.
Hallo Mya!!
*notices the dishtowel draped across the back of the chair*
Great. Do you have any idea what that will do to the furniture?
*grumbles and wanders off to the kitchen, dishtowel in hand.*
Who left these tomato ends lying everywhere?!?!
*runs to the stairs, and shakes a fist up them, towards the third floor*
I know you've been here! You know where the compost pile is, buddy!
Goodnight Solly.
Hi hi everyone!
*grits her teeth and goes to clean up the kitchen*
Hallo BC.
I'm not on for much longer, gotta get my Wii time in!
Hahaha, I'm comment 666 ^_^
Hi, BC and Amy!
Hallo Amy!
Well, I poured myself another glass of wine. I like wine more these days. Well, I'm drinking more of it anyway...
You know what the worst damn cheatin' game is? Solitaire! I hate that damn game! Cheater!
Now, Taipei I like. I doesn't cheat so bad and actually lets me win every now and then, or at least come close!
Y'see? I know why I've been playing these games lately... It makes me feel like there is something I can be good at, even though I know it doesn't really make a damn bit of difference... I don't have any control over anything else... I dunno...
Yeah, I'm feeling pretty pathetic right now...
I need to give my little dog a haircut so bad! She looks like a little polar bear!
I actually bought some clippers to use, but I'm scared to death of scalping her! So, in the meantime, her coat is about 4 inches long!
We let the cats in the house on Christmas Eve at midnight to see if they would talk. Y'know, the animals are supposed to be able to talk at midnight on Christmas Eve, or so the lie goes...
Anyway, all our cats said, "Where the fuck is the food?"
And the old orange one kept threatening to show us just how pissed off he was by spraying anything he could... We ended up throwing them back out in the cold. Well, not exactly in the cold. They have heated boxes in the garage they sleep in at night.
Hey there mya, how are you?
Yep... This is how bored I am... I'm talking to myself...
Mya
I'm sitting here feeling shitty and your comment about the cats just made me laugh, thanks
Hello, BC!
'Leaner! You feeling shitty too? Have drink, dear!
Oh, Elena, the old orange cat truly gives a literal meaning to the term, "pissed off"! We switched food on him once when he had a urinary tract infection and he hated it! He refused to eat it and kept pestering us to feed him, but we were gonna make him eat it and wouldn't give him anything else. Well, the bag was left on the floor in the pantry and damn, it that cat didn't back up to it and spray the hell out of it!
But, that's not the worst he's ever done!!!!! No!! Not by a long shot!!! One time, I kept ignoring him. I was sitting at the table and he was wandering around and pestering the hell out of us. Suddenly, I felt a slight flickering feeling against my pants leg...
Yep, that SOB sprayed me!!!!!!!!!!!
Needless to say, his ass went outside!
He's a bad cat, he really is! We rarely ever let him in the house because of it!
The dog doesn't like him either. She sort of run up to him like she's gonna run him off or something, but he just looks at her like, "Whatchoo think you gonna do, Frenchie? I'll slice that pom-pom right off your head in a blink of an eye!"
Then, all prissy-like, she runs towards me like, "Well, I tried..."
No, it is more like, "Mama! Did you see how brave I was with that big ol' nasty cat?"
I saved that old cat when he was a kitten. He was dodging cars down in the Bi-Lo parking lot. He was probably all of 5 weeks old. I keep threatening to take him back to BiLo!
You saw my kitty pics didn't you Mya?
I also saved the little white cat. She is gorgeous! She was part of a ferrel population behind where I used to work. The mama cat had put her in our trash compactor to keep warm. I'll never forget it, it had just started snowing and I went outside to look at it. Someone had just turned the compactor on and we heard these screams!!! Two of the mechanics turn the machine off and climbed down in there and moved shit around and pulled out this dirty, itty-bitty kitty. Her hindleg looked broken. It was just hanging... I brought her home and she is so sweet. She took up with Cindy, my dog, right away, who is also white. They are buddies and Cindy has had to defend her against the big, mean ol' orange cat many, many times. In fact, the orange cat tried to kill her about 3 times when she first arrived. It was awful!
I DID see your kitty pics, Elena! The Siamese one is gorgeous!
Hi there Elena, how are you? :)
Poor facebook guy. I totally bitched out on him :/
I LOVE CATS! I really do! They are just so cool! One thing I've always said, "Never trust anyone who doesn't like cats"
Oh, the little white cat kisses us, or licks us, just like a dog! I think she picked that up from Cindy!
The cats actually have names.
The orange one is Simba and the white one is Boo, but we call her Kitten Baby most of the time.
No, I'm wrong, it is Kitten Babe.
BC, who've you been bitching out?
Kitten Babe, Kitten Baby, we call her all those.
Actually Mya the two kittens are brothers. Mom is pure black like Tucker. I'm really wondering who the daddy is.
Hey BC
I feel like I sort of saved my little dog too. One day I just happened to look in the paper and saw 2 poodles, 2-years-old, one white female, one gray male. I wasn't even looking for a dog, but somehow it just interested me. Why? So, I called and it turned out that an elderly woman had them and she was just no longer able to take care of them. I couldn't take them both and I hope the other found a nice new home.
Cindy, was so funny-looking when she first came here. They had practically shaved her, it was so stupid looking and my mother said, "That is the ugliest dog I've ever seen!"
She was also so scared and timid and it took a long time for her to loosen up. It didn't take us long to figure out that someone had mistreated her and that someone was obviously a man. She was afraid of men, but loved older women. She loved my Grandmother, for instance, from day one.
There's a Siamese Tom somewhere in the neighborhood, Elena!
Oh, Goody! The movie is over and I can re-claim the TV! Maybe there is something really good on TMC!
Elena, do you like the old Christmas movies? Like, The Bishop's Wife?
Or is it TCM?
I think I watched Bing Crosby's White Christmas this year about 4 times. I just love the music and everything about it!
"We'll follow the old man wherever he wants to go..."
But, then again, it was all Irving Berlin music! How can you miss?!
And Danny Kaye... Oh, How I loved Danny Kaye!
Holiday Inn was the only movie I missed this year... Hmmm...
I saw The Bells of St. Mary's, It's a Wonderful Life (of course!), Miracle of 34th... But I missed Holiday Inn... Darn!
I love the Bishop's Wife. Also Christmas in Conn and Bell's of St. Marys. Yeah, that last one isn't really a Christmas movie but they usually play it on TV during this time of year
Wait a minute...
I just noticed something...
There's something missing about this place...
Where are all the nasty anons?
Oh, I love the Bishop's Wife too, Elena! I just love Cary Grant and David Niven and Loretta Young and Monty Wooley so much! It is such a wonderful movie, isn't it!
Holy crap don't say that out loud, Mya.
If you say it 3 times they show up
And Thank Goodness, I've introduced all these great old movies to my daughter and she loves them just as much as I do! Bless her heart!
Beetlejuice!
Oh, Elena, don't you wish we could both be watching one of the old good ones together right now? Wouldn't it be swell?
Yes, I am talking like they did in the '40's!
Say that would be swell.
Speaking of...
My daughter and I ate at Outback one night last week and when the waitress asked how we were doing, my daughter said, "Swell, Thanks!" The waitress started laughing and said, "I haven't heard that in a long time!" I explained to her that we had been watching a lot of old movies recently and wouldn't you know? She was also an fan of the old classics!
Say, it would, wouldn't it?
And we could eat popcorn, see? And laugh all night long, see? Whatya say?
I think it would be swell!
I wish I had a million dollars... HotDog!"
"Don't like coconuts?! Say, brainless, don't you know where coconuts come from?"
Yeah, see that sound like a plan.
The only thing I don't like about It's a Wonderful Life is when Clarence is reluctant to tell George what has become of Mary... "No, George! You won't like it! She never married!" Like that was something horrible!
"Family! I don't want the family here! Why do we have to live in this old drafy house? And why do we have to have all these kids?!
I love that!
"Uncle Billy here! He's your man!"
"Like her? I think she's a PEACH!"
"I'll hang her up..."
Eeeps, one of the dudes, mya. It wasn't bad, but I was just showing him what it would be like if he got involved with me, is not.
I'm not exactly a cuddly, sappy person.
"Bert! Do you know me?!"
Oh, BC... I know exactly what you mean... I'm the same way... but, deep down, I really am sweet and sappy and...
SWELL!
Mya you are on a roll tonight
You are the cat's pajamas
All I need is a raccoon coat!
I think that settles it! I think I'm gonna go watch It's a Wonderful Life again. I only got to watch it sporadically while I was cooking.
Elena, do you ever wonder... Was life really that much simpler then?
I mean, I really have thought that if I could pick another time to have lived, that it would've been in the '40's. It just appeals to me for some reason.
And the clothes! I love the clothes from the '40's!
I wonder that sometimes. But then I remind myself that it's a movie I'm watching and of course they made it all seem so happy then.
That's true, Elena. You're right... They worried about the same shit we worry about now. Paying the bills, keeping the family fed, working on their marriages...
But, sometimes, I do think that having a smaller life, or a smaller circle, might just be better in the long run... They didn't have all the internet shit we have and they weren't distracted from the concerns of their little towns and their lives. They didn't seem to be in as such a rush as we are now...
Yes but I think it has harder back then because people tried to hide things, like problems with marriage. And divorce was a so looked down on. A divored woman really had it rough
I was a kid, a very little kid, in the late '50's, early '60's... Was life was simpler then, or was I just a kid?
You're right again, Elena!
Thanks for talking me through all this!
It's just... I don't have that sense of neighborhood anymore... I remember that feeling... But, I don't have it anymore... Where everybody knows everybody and everybody lends a hand... We don't have that anymore... People stay to themselves now.
You saw everything through a kids eyes.
Same problems were there
And I stay on the internet...
Right again, Elena! Because I remember my parents fussing... The same way they have fussed for over 50 years, but there is no way in hell they would've ever split up! That was just unheard of!
It's been great talking with you Mya.
Anytime you want to talk just shoot me an e-mail
Thanks, Elena!
Goodnight!
Goodnight Mya
Sweet Dreams
Sweet dreams mya!
Mayo
You are a good man.
That is all.
Night Mayo
Elena (just cause I always know)
Night BC
Take care. Talk to you tomorrow.
Mya, I think you've already toddled off to no man's land, but I share your love of the 40's. but you know, minus the war.
Goodnight elena sweet dreams. Hi there carrie
Ep I just thought I should tell you I saw the ped egg commercial (in spanish). Ewwww
Anonymous said...
I concede; these halls may no longer echo with the sound of his laughter, or glow with the warmth of his spirit.
But, the refrigerator door is left open at all hours, tomato 'ends' sit conspicuously on the chopping board, and a damp towel is often draped over the chair by the fireplace.
p.s. i always know.
December 29, 2008 5:52 PM
If you listen very, very closely, you can still hear that laughter, still feel that warm spirit.
I'm sure he never means to leave those tomato 'ends' on the chopping board.
And if you're referring to our go-outside-and-look-at-the-stars blankets over the chair, um, sorry. Although I think you might be talking about the dishtowel.
He's a unique individual, isn't he? Quite special, but I'm preaching to the choir. Keep the bonds strong; you need each other.
Goodnight to the both of you. Sleep well, rest easy, be at peace.
love, faith, hope
MJ, ewwwww. I actually seen the peg egg at the Bath and Beyond store.
It's off to bed for me. I finally had the nerve to tell yahoo guy that I have feelings for him. Oh boy. Keeping fingers crossed.
Goodnight everyone!
Even funnier than a Jonas brother falling
And I can laugh because I'm clumsy like that. I may not trip over air molecules like Jules does but yeah. Bwahahahah!
Sorry. It's not even 7am and I'm already silly.
Have a great day everyone!
Mayo: ♥ & ♫
SS: ♥ & ♫
How cool would it be if you could be little skulls and daggers up there? You guys would never get ♥'s from me. ^_~
Oh, and Mayo? Today you are The Shadow Man. Watch Ghost Adventures and you'll know what I'm talking about. This girl took a pic and there's a shadow man on the wall but there's nobody there. O_O
That's you.
*waves to the shadow on the wall*
♥ ya!
Lula Smoke,
You're bad, so very, very bad, but so very, very hilarious! My body is not used to laughing this hard first thing in the morning on a Tuesday.
Mayo aka Shadow Man,
Hi! I hope you have a nice Tuesday.
Here's a song for you:
Dirty Road
Days of the New
I've waited to say so long to the shame that owns you
The limits are bound, there's more to be found
Inside of you
Give it some time, the voices seem heavy, I know this
If you play by the hour
It's where you begin not where you will end
Today
And I feel like I am living
Where no one can find me
And I don't know how I've landed here
Sometimes I feel like those good things are behind me
Is the road supposed to get better than this?
And I'll find, yes I will find
Yes I will find, so long to the faith
Believe in yourself, no fantasy
Discovery blind, I hope you will find
The truth here...give it some time
Believing and knowing are two different things
Play by the silence
It's where you will end, not where you begin
Get up and open your eyes
Don't let yourself ever fall down
Get through it and learn how to fly
I know you will find a way
Today
It's the same damn dirty road
I will find a way
Would you believe that I watched the lead singer of that band on Intervention last night? Just goes to show you that we could be anyone, right? We are each other.
Love to YOU Always,
S
Beyonce was funny, right? I mean, come on. It makes her $80 million making ass human. If Beyonce can make $80 million and still trip and fall then there's hope for me! Hahaha! Not really. There's the singing and dancing part that I haven't mastered yet. Well, I can scream like her. Does that count?O_O
I almost put up the one of Mikey Way falling. That was funny, too. I like the way Frank goes over to him and gets down there with him and Gerard just walks around them like, "WTF? Hello! Get up!"
Anywayz.
What I was gonna say though was this morning I get to work and this older Hispanic man and his sweet little wife were waiting on me outside our front door. Now, most of the time this gets on my nerves because I'm like, "Hello! We don't open until 8am and it's like ten minutes 'til!" But this guy is so sweet. He likes to say my full name and he has the accent so it's funny. Anyway, it was a nice way to start the day. And it kinda makes you want to try and be that way for someone else. To be the bright spot that makes them smile and have a little hope that the world has not completely gone to shit just yet.
Hope everyone has a good one!
Yes, Shadow Man. I realize that I'm totally rambling about nonsense but whatever.
Later taterz!
Hoping everyone has a great day. I'm totally gonna disappear for the day and just wander around. Planning on visiting bookstores, Starbucks and any other stores that look good. This is good for my soul.
Take care and I hope all of you find happiness today. Sometimes it's found in the most unlikely places.
Hi guys, how are you?
I'm still coughing away but at least I can breathe now.
I just wanted to pop in to say
Happy New Year everyone!!!!!
I hope it's a great year for everyone.
xxxxxxx
PS if you want to hear the latest about the neighbour, it's at my blog.
Bye for now.
Merry belated christmad everyone and an early happy new year to you as well :)
looky, i just came in and said hello, just cos i wanted to whoop whoop.
Mayo, i like your lights, just dont let them get too hot, you wouldnt want them melting, would you? lol.
sadly, i am not around here much, well i havent been here for a long time, i have a full time job and i spend time with my friends and my fella but that doesnt mean i think of my friends here. its funny how even when i am not here, i get mentioned a few times, so thank you my friends and thank you to the lovely anons *wink wink* i will throw you a paracetamol, just incase you get those pains and aches again :)
so, i hope you all had a nice xmas, i did yessurrrrrrr
xxxx
I just had the shit scared out of me by a dog the size of a rat running in my office. I couldn't see it to start with. I just heard something breathing really hard.
O_O
FIMMY! It's sooooo good to read you in here again! I ♥ you!
mayo
where you at boy?
Hi
- Elune
Hi!
Well, I finally took the outside decorations down earlier today. The inside will be a task for tomorrow. It is not that I am lazy, it is that I don't want it to be over yet. It is all too beautiful.
It is a nice warm and sunny day here today. I'm taking my daughter to do some exchanging of clothes and I think it might do me good to get out and about a bit. Oh, by the way, my daughter has "misplaced" her driver's permit! Teenagers...
hi sneaking on the computer for a sec
hope everyone is well
we are off to teh small zoo up the road this morning
having a lovely time, heading home in a day or so
Hi Mya
Hi Elune
:]
Blessed are those who have lost nothing but time. May your new year be all you wish it could be.
From mine to yours. x
Mayo,
What's happenin'?
Not much here in the deep South. I forgot to tell you the story of my near run in with a deer the other morning. Oh no, see, it was really far less exciting than I made it sound. I was driving to work and I found myself...ummm distracted? maybe? by the sunrise. It was weird because I was driving slower than usual which is really slow because I don't drive fast at all. Ask my sister, she'll tell you. So, I was in my own world, which I totally don't recommend because I know that when you're driving you're supposed to be paying attention to the road, not staring off at the bright ass sun, but anyways....so there I was, just la la la la la la, ooooh, hello sun, ain't you pretty this morning?
And then about 30 yards in front of me....(Was it really 30 yards? I have no depth perception, so it's my best guess.)
WHAT THE HELL? A FUCKING DEER! Bouncing across the road like Bambi except bigger and without Thumper and Flower.
Scared the shit out of me! I was like, oh yeah, that's how quick some shit could have went really wrong for me and that deer. I did the whole, whew that was close thing, shook it off, went back to looking at the sunrise, and smiled to myself.
Life is just a series of moments and if I had done even one thing differently, if I hadn't been driving slower than usual, if I hadn't fiddled with the radio, if I hadn't started watching the sunrise, singing to myself, well, who knows what might or might not have happened.
Crazy, right?
Fuck yeah, but really pretty.
All I have right now are sunset pics, but I swear that one of these days I'm going to get ya a good one of a Georgia sunrise. And then you'll understand why I rule at distracted driving.
Love to YOU Always,
S
(Must give props to Benjamin Button)
I'm back from the swapping and the shopping. I saw some unusual sights while we were out! Like, I have never seen Old Navy looking so bare! And I've NEVER seen prices so low at PacSun! Amazing, really!
I should've made my daughter go ahead and get more jeans from PacSun because they are now only $14.99! They are the only jeans that fit her. We did get her a bunch of tanks, some as low as $3, and you can never have too many of those, y'know.
We stopped off and visited my Grandmother for a little while before heading home. She is so amazing... I know I've said that here many times before, but it is so true and needs repeating! On Jan. 9 she will turn 107! Can you imagine?!
She spent Christmas Eve and Christmas night with us, and we enjoyed every minute of it with her!
Maybe one day I'll upload her paintings to my blog. She was a fabulous artist! She kept at it until she was around 92, I think.
Anyway, we just finished a frozen pizza. It was just OK. My favorite frozen pizza is Palermo's, but it wasn't on sale so we couldn't get it tonight. Palermo's Pizza is THE stuff, I'm telling ya!
Did I ever tell any of you here that I am what they call a "super taster"? Yep, even with my smoking, I have the taste buds that other people trust explicitly! And I think my daughter inherited it too!
OK, enough rambling... I think Lauren and I are gonna watch something on TV for a while, then go to bed.
Take Care!
Lovelies, Mayo and SS!
I will be entertaining tomorrow night, into Friday, so I don't think I will be able to make it to the Annual NYE Soiree this year.
So, I wanted to pass along my New Year's wishes to everyone early. All the best to everyone in 2009, I do sincerely hope you find what you are looking for, in all cases.
I hope everyone gets what they deserve, but more of what they need.
I hope you are happy, and laughing.
I hope you have close family, and closer friends to ride through the year with.
I hope you have your peace, at the expense of wars.
And I hope, I do truly hope, that we all come out of this economy this year unscathed. I hope we all have food in our tummies, clothes on our backs, roofs over our heads, and internets to connect to! :D
I hope, I wish, I pray, I think, and I know.
We can do it next year.
Good luck to everyone, to you, yours, hers and his.
Ours.
See you in 2009.
-Amyranth
Mayo i am sorry that i can't do a proper goodnight but I'm on my cell just wanted you to know you are in my thoughts - nothing new there take care night mayo elena (same old, same old)
"I hope everyone gets what they deserve,"
They will. With a little help from you. And they know who they are.
Okkkkaayyyyyyy!!!!
Hahahaha.
It's New Year's Eve! Whoooohoooo!
Yeah, that's about all the excitement I can muster up this early.
Later folks! ^_^
Oh, I was 777! I like that number!
Yay!
Just wanted to say I hope everyone has a great New Year's Eve.
Hey Mayo...you going to a party? I bet you are. Know what? I've never been to a New Year's Eve party in my whole entire life. I always wondered what it would be like to stand in a room full of people who are all dressed up, laughing and having a good time, and count down to the New Year...Ten, Nine, Eight, ...you get the idea. I've seen so many movies where this happens and it looks like fun. Oh well, maybe next year. Shit, who am I kidding? It's never gonna happen.
Stay safe everyone. You all are so important to me.
I think last year was the first time in a long time that I actually stayed up on New Year's. Usually, I just end up falling asleep.
I am hungry. >.<
I just got the motts*. That's the third time already today. I don't like that feeling at all.
Just putting that out there.
O_O
*Damn you Gerard for putting that term in my vocabulary. >.<
Happy New Year to everyone in BlogBelieve!
*cheer!*
*noise makers*
:)
Andrea
Youth is when you're allowed to stay up late on New Year's Eve. Middle age is when you're forced to.
Not saying that i'm to old to stay up late.....it's just that my job gets in the way of my life. LOL! That's it, i will quit my job, so i can stay up late!
Of course if i quit my job, there will be nothing to do late at night,seeing as they will probably cut off my cable and my electricity. I guess i had better keep my job! A girl can dream...
I once had a friend,bless her,she was not the sharpest crayola in the box. Anyway she was down on her luck and money, and she was low on cash.She asked me if she should pay her electricity bill or her cable bill that month.She said she was going to go ahead and pay her cable bill instead,
because she didn't want to do without T.V. Hello? How did she think she was goinging to watch T.V.?
The song, "Auld Lang Syne" is sung at the stroke of midnight in almost every English-speaking country in the world to bring in the new year. At least partially written by Robert Burns in the 1700's, it was first published in 1796 after Burns' death. Early variations of the song were sung prior to 1700 and inspired Burns to produce the modern rendition. An old Scotish tune, "Auld Lang Syne" literally means "old long ago," or simply, "the good old days."
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and days of auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and days of auld lang syne?
And here's a hand, my trusty friend
And gie's a hand o' thine
We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne
____________________________
Just cause I always wondered what the words really were. LOL
I never knew either, Elena! Niiice!
Happy New Year!
I've been to a "drop-in" and will be taking my daughter to a party soon. Other than that, I'm staying at home!
I've never been one to go out and about on New Year's Eve. Probably because I worked so many years in bars and know just how crazy people can get on this night! I don't want to be on the road with any of them!
If you HAVE to be on the road, please be careful and stay safe!
Elena, why don't you throw a small party? Some of the best New Year's parties I've ever been to were just small get-together's with only 6-8 people there. Years ago, we used to play Pictionary or Win, Lose, or Draw and it was always so much fun! I'll take that kind of party over a jam-packed room full of drunks and streamers and those annoying noise whistle thingies!
The only really good New Year's Eve parties are when you're staying in a really nice hotel and the party is in the ballroom. You can get as drunk as you like and don't have to worry about designated drivers.
Although, you do still have to deal with the hangover the next day.
Hey Mya
Maybe next year. I dunno just once I want to go to a big party. I want to toast the New Year with balloons falling. I want to get all dressed up. It just seems like fun. At least it looks like fun in the movies.
Hey Anon
That does sound like a good idea. I'd totally deal with a hangover the next day for that.
Maybe the Anon will take us to a hotel, Elena?
The reverse side of beauty
It dyed by beloved filth.
Oh, I don't know. Going to a hotel with an anon I just met.....
Wha?
TeeHee!
The only thing about going to a hotel for New Year's is that I'd have to stay 2 nights... Check-out time comes WAY too early when you have a hangover!
Gonna cart my daughter off to her friend's house. See ya later!
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