Hey saoutchik ,
Introspection is overrated , especially on bank holiday weekends and in the evening . :)

Might I recommend billy connolly on u-tube , he's a Dr so it's all right .. sober many a year too :c006:

It happens.

From my perspective, each of us has an empty place inside, a drive to be more of who we are; mortality's playground. An existential vacuum around which meaning in life is loosely draped.

For me, we are at once wounded and gifted by our very existence. It's the dark moments, the boundary situations and the dread in which existence expresses itself that serve as reminders that we are indeed alone in a vast and indifferent Universe. To act is a remedy; to despair is no decision at all.

Then again, it could be gas.

Geez EGNY - let me go open my wrists right now. :cries3:

You really do have a way with words! :)

Saoutchik, I Hope you're feeling better. It passes, try the HALT stuff. You could be stuck like me, waking up feeling the weight of it all just like Endgame described. I mostly hate mornings for the first hour or so.

At my parents. Probably headed out soon. Thanks EndGame. Son will find his way. I was pretty indifferent. I'm not too worried I guess but now I know how my parents felt.

Thanks Mecx, Endgame. When I logged back in there was a PM from someone (not on this thread). For whatever reason it did cheer me up a lot.

I really have so little to complain about - the universe can be as indifferent as it wants.

Billy Connelly is very funny (but i'd rather spend "an evening with" Pamela Stephenson ) Always liked her

It's gas.

Still on the bus. No wine for me. I will not drink today.

We call it petrol here Trachemys and even at the "height" of my drinking extravaganzas I never drunk it
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Thats cool peppermintP :You_Rock_

Not on my watch. :tapping

I appreciate that my perspective is not for everyone, but I went through a lot to get there and, in the end, it works for me.

The cries from those burning in hell make walking among the living both a sublime privilege and an inescapable obligation.

I was referring to methane gas of the intestinal variety. But if that's what you blokes use to trolley around, far be it from me...

My husband used to make fun of me for watching The Girls Next Door...yet, there he was, sitting right next to me on the sofa. :)

Ummmm, that's way way too prepared. I guess I know why you go by mecanix.

Ok.

No fair.

I just laughed so hard my teeth fell out.

OK! that cries out for an explanation!

Please share?

Thread looks like it's running out of steam. How's everyone doing? Patty, good to see you hanging in there.

Brynn, what youthful hijinks do the kids usually engage in that they need help with?

I'm home. Time to get kids in bed. I'm exhausted today. I ate too much. Now I'm taking my own quiet time. Maybe this week if I dig for just fifteen minutes a day, I'll get the weeds cleared so I can plant. We all have fifteen minutes to spare

Sounds like a good plan of attack on the weeds, Ruby. Weeding is tough so breaking it up like that is smart. One weekend my legs were total jello from overdoing it.

Watching 'Tiny House Nation', and listening to Thunder roll in/by. Really dark, due to Clouds. These Gents are building a neato new House to replace one lost during Hurricane Katrina. Relatively, my Life is a breeze!

Reheated some BBQ, and just finished some wicked-good mixed Fruit w/Whipped Cream. The only bad thing happening to me today is that I left a Ginger Beer in the Freezer. It popped the Cap off, but didn't really make a mess. Screw-on Caps save the day!

I'm spraying some Vinegar on a suspect Stain in the Basement which may be the source of the 'interesting' smell I've been fighting the last few days. It was under the Freezer I moved to Vacuum behind. I have no idea what it is, and Concrete is way porous. But, it seems to be fading. This means I'm likely on to the correct Root Cause. Before this breakthrough, I was just kickin' Horse Turds, and guessing. Cause & Effect -> good. Kickin' Horse Turds -> bad.

That is all.
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I'm doing great, Ruby2. Just got back from helping my dad move some couches out of the way at their house. They've got a new living room set coming this week and Goodwill coming to pick up the old ones tomorrow. As a reward, had dinner with them. Fried pork chops and baked potato. Good basic Southern home cooked meal. It hit the spot.