And then I clicked on the link to the article about www.DateLance.com. And I laughed as much as I have in a couple of days. Only in Utah would people be THIS pro-marriage. But I'm glad there are people like this out there in the world.

I didn't sign up for a date with Lance. Because, well, I can't really go live in Utah. I do hope he finds someone wonderful, though.

J, I think of the person for me this way, too. Every new person I meet, and feel any little attraction to, I wonder.

The other day, it was a girl who just made eye contact with me and said, "Hey."

But so you see, I'm pretty easy nowadays.

J, do you think you have to forgive your ex?

I believe you and I are in the same conundrum.

GC

GC,

You stirred my memories too.

A year before we were married, my wife had her wisdom teeth out - the day before thanksgiving. The people she was living with had invited family etc. and were busy preparing. They (with my future wife's wholehearted agreement) asked me to take her to have the oral surgery. The place was like an assembly line. They had these little alcoves in the hall - almost like a shelf for each patient to lie on while they recovered - with only a curtain to separate them from the hallway. She was so groggy - didn't really come around at all. They wanted her out of the way. I almost had to carry her to the car - drove her "home" (to the place she was staying) and carried her in to bed. The lady she was living with (older lady with MS) called me that night at 10pm said that my future-wife (that's not what she called her, LOL) had slept all day and could not be awakened - had eaten nor drinken (sp?) nothing all day. I went over there and kind of got her up a bit to drink something.

The next evening (T-giving day) she called - said she had been unable to eat anything - the house was full of her hosts' noisy relatives, and asked "could I take her out for a milkshake?" I had been cooking and feeding my family (my bro, his wife and son and my Mom) but we were done - so I left them and picked her up. We drove around for awhile trying to find some fast-food place that was open. No joy. It was Thanksgiving day, after all. So, we went to a grocery and bought frozen strawberries, milk, ice-cream and came back to my house. That was the day I learned to make milkshakes. I've gotten it down pretty well over the years. For a long time, my W would not make milkshakes - but would always ask me. It was one of our special little things. She still thinks they are better when I make 'em.

Ah. Memories!

-AD

well, guys, it's a ghost town lately. Are we all wasting away without SS and Weaver? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

Just J, I love the way you write. Beautiful. You articulate your feelings so well . . . I'm jealous <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />. I think I've been burying how I feel for so long that I often get angry and know not why; or rather, how that one action or conversation was actually steeped in history that hadn't been addressed and set me off, but (ignorant of the reasons why) I blame my anger on the singular action. And/Or, on another level, it's easier to have weak, diluted emotions than to feel any raw power or passion or hurt or envy or love. I feel too much.

And it hurts to not have it.

Am I making sense?

I know sometimes my H must think I am nuts because I go off at the slightest provocation, but in truth it is months, years of not realizing my own emotions, and sometimes the pipeline detouring them all down, breaks. But lately it has always been easier to stuff them down and continue in my traces of daily life. Straining to get ahead, to change things, like a mule before a plowshare. (Now there's a picture for y'all!)

I envy you your ability to write what you think and feel. There was I time I could, years ago, but that clarity has eluded me for some time. I miss it, often.

Your posts have helped me to try again, to be honest with myself, with some success. Thank you.


slh

Just dropping by with some marshmellows and beer for the campfire. AD, did you put a fresh log on?

SLH and J, how are you? I miss SS's sweet even temperedness and inquiries. I really, really miss Weaver too!

GC, did you see that Robby's D date is next month? Seems like his went faster than yours. I hope you can move on with your life soon. {{{GC}}}

Thanks FF. I'm just waiting for the letter from the county telling me I'm divorced. Maybe it's in my mailbox right now.

I just invited a woman who works for the feds down the hall to my gig on Saturday. I've known her since I've been here, but not great. She seemed excited. Maybe she'll even show up.

GC

Cool! I hope it works out. I would love to hear you tell us about some enjoyable female company. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />

Well, FF, what exactly does "works out" mean?

I do like this girl though. She's a fox, and she's easygoing and nice. I hope she shows. I won't lose any sleep if she doesn't.

SLH... I think you can articulate what's on your mind. Let's hear it.

GC

GC - what region are you in? I mix, and like going out to hear bands. (don't do it a lot...)

BTW - My fire has gone out. I am ready to move on. Gonna sit by the fire and sip some beer with you for a while.

FaR, I've got one in front of me. Moving on is haaaaaard.

I live in Minneapolis.

GC

SoCal. I can't come see you play.
Pass me another beer, please.

I only figured out that I am moving on today. So far it does not hurt that much.

I will cry for my kids.

Where is that beer?

far

Beer... It's what's for dinner!

I'm a sappy ol' romantic fool. Why did this happen 2 me, then?

Anyway, Bee Gees "Holiday"

"Ooh you're a holiday , such a holiday
Ooh you're a holiday , such a holiday

It's something I thinks worthwhile
If the puppet makes you smile
If not then you're throwing stones
Throwing stones, throwing stones

Ooh it's a funny game
Don't believe that it's all the same
Can't think what I've just said
Put the soft pillow on my head

Millions of eys can see
Yet why am I so blind
When the someone else is me
It's unkind, it's unkind

de de de de de de de de de de de de de
de de de de de de de de de de de de de

Yet millions of eyes can see
Yet why am I so blind
When the someone else is me
It's unkind, it's unkind

Ooh you're a holiday , ev'ry day , such a holiday
Now it's my turn to say , and I say you're a holiday
It's something I thinks worthwhile
If the puppet makes you smile
If now then you're throwing stones
Throwing stones , throwing stones

de de de de de de de de de de de de de de "

-ol' 2long

2Long!!

Nice to see 'ya!

Who's throwing stones?

2long, damn it. Hello!

FAR... my gettin' served story may not be the best one of all time, but it's not bad. I was served on 26 July '04, three days before my 10th anniversary, by a dirtbag who drove a rusty convertible up to my house and parked on the wrong side of the street.

Badly done, sparrow.

GC

26 July '98 we were engaged. How did Sparrow know that?

Wow I had forgotten. That was today - I mean since it's after midnight, yesterday. Well, not yesterday, but 7 years ago yesterday.

Well I will be dipped in sh*t. I missed the anniversary of getting served. That post was the first time I'd thought of it. That's gotta be a good sign.

GC

Hey!

How 're we f****r's doing!?

Ithaca is nice, but I hear it's COLD here in the wintertime, perhaps even colder than Buffalo! (which isn't "human" doncha know?)

-ol' 2long

Funny thing - I got served today - but it was not what i thought. I am getting sued because the dental insurance company does not pay for dental work!

WW told me she would be serving very soon - to ease my disappointment.

What is it with July 26.

2long - throw me another beer.
C U in Burbank.

far