"No hay banda! There is no band. It is all an illusion..." - Bondar

[jawjatek]

I haven't posted anything of substance for some time now.  I feel a ramble building up and need to release some of the pressure.  As I type this post, be aware the words you read are merely a distraction, like the wild hand gestures of a spastic magician, to prevent you from discovering the underlying demons I'm wrestling.  Think for example of

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[splatterbone]

Him: "Hey, man, I'm gettin' hitched."
Me: "That didn't work out so well for you last time."
Him: some explanation
Me: "Alright, well then congratulations."

I'm gonna make him rent two tuxes for my wedding.

[jawjatek]

Silly Bob... man-whores like you don't get married.

[binsk]

I curse the day I ever met the credit card man handing out free t-shirts by the student center in college. That should be something you are taught in high school with a cattle prod, before you ever get to college you should be so scared of credit cards you curl up in a fetal ball and start gibbering like a chimp if anyone even suggests you "fill this out and get a free t-shirt."

Didn't they make you take that class? I tested out of it, but they required a basic "here's how you balance a checkbook" and other real-life survival skills course at my high school to graduate. I can't remember the name of it, likely cause I didn't take it.

[jawjatek]

Oh, I did the "balance a checkbook" in economics class. I can honestly say, I've never kept a checkbook balanced.

You want to know what I learned in high school? No matter how many times you ask her out, the hottest chick in school will not go out with you.

[binsk]

Heh, what I learned was that if you don't even ask her out, you have LESS of a chance that she'll go out with you. I still really haven't asked anyone out, I'm just lucky sometimes.

[brangwaine]

Well, you will be pleased to note that the doc called Gus the "superhero of stroke victims" and has never seen anyone recover from a stroke as fast as he has.

Like, ever.

He is at home now. Scrounging 'round in the fridge. He walks pretty good-dare I say better than he does when he is all a'gout.

Don't you worry yourself sick over him. He is still as cranky, bald, funny and vulgar as ever.

Honest.

[jawjatek]

I think it has more to do with not being able to look him in the eye, tell him to "rub some spit and dirt on it and quit acting like a Nancy."

[ex_annemarie10]

I saw where you had added me. I added you back.

[jawjatek]

I do a lot of trial and error gardening, much to the dismay of my growing thingies. My house is cut back into the woods and sits on the bank of a large creek, about 15 feet wide, so most of my yard is covered in shade with acidic Georgia clay soil. As much as I love my plants (notice I didn't say flowers, I have some of 'em, but mostly I collect plants) if it's not a native plant, of course it's hard to force 'em. I like to think of "growing requirements" as really more of challenge.

My rat terrier won't eat forsythias unless you act like you're going to feed it to the neighbors cat, then he'll try just to spite them. Actually he won't, but he'll sure pee on them. He caught his first squirrel today. I was so proud.