Tailor's Dummy
Tailor's Dummy
Do not think so little of me as to grant me your tolerance. Allow me your acceptance and understanding of who and what I am with the love, respect and dignity with which I do you.
Dumb Dumb lollipops
Really amazingly stupid lollipops!
I hope my achievements in life shall be these: that I will have fought for what was right and fair, that I will have risked for that which mattered, that I will have given help to those who were in need...that I will have left the earth a better place for what I've done and who I've been. (C. Hoppe)
One born every minute!
I hope my achievements in life shall be these: that I will have fought for what was right and fair, that I will have risked for that which mattered, that I will have given help to those who were in need...that I will have left the earth a better place for what I've done and who I've been. (C. Hoppe)
minute rice
Ricearoni!
The San Francisco Treat....
Treated lumber
I'm lumberjack and I'm ok...
You put on women's clothing and hang around in bars?
I hope my achievements in life shall be these: that I will have fought for what was right and fair, that I will have risked for that which mattered, that I will have given help to those who were in need...that I will have left the earth a better place for what I've done and who I've been. (C. Hoppe)
Last edited by lizard-lix; Feb 18, 2016 at 11:42 AM.
Lounge chairs made by Sequoia on the deck.
Same here. Lounging on my porch in my easy chair, beautiful pre-spring nite, trying to comprehend how a fictional character, Lisbeth Salander , The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo, could have such a profound emotional effect on me.
Watched that movie again today at sunrise.
I think it's because of Rooney Mara's uncanny portrayal of her. She was able to do so much with just her eyes. She made me love that character. A victim turned triumphant survivor. So incredibly smart, tough, savvy .....and then so fragile, vulnerable and stoic again at the end.
FIRE IN THE BELLY
The Swedish original interpretation of Larssen's book leaves the American standing at the station and not least because it is more faithful to the books.. and the film sequels aren't half bad eitha... Noomi Rapace interprets Salander with far greater depth than Rooney Mara and Michael Nyqvist makes Daniel Craig look rather one dimensional in his portrayal of Mikael Blomkvist. Best of all tho, Pep, is the original material.
Am not 100% convinced by the David Lagercrantz stab at Salander with Girl in the Spider's Web tho it is a more than decent stab at the "Girl" books and worth the read.
Do not think so little of me as to grant me your tolerance. Allow me your acceptance and understanding of who and what I am with the love, respect and dignity with which I do you.
I liked the original Swedish version better. It just blew us away when we saw it, even after reading the books.
Swedish Meatballs (actually my favorite dish is a grill up of meats and pork belly with cooked red cabbage and boiled potatoes, but I can't remember the name, I'd go back just to have it, then again I'd go back to Sweden for any reason on none, it was one of the nicest places I've ever been, Stockholm in late August is one of the nicest places anywhere!)
I saw the Swedish version also and two of the sequels. I'm hard pressed to pick a favorite. I just like the character of Lisbeth and that fascinating ongoing story.
FIRE IN THE BELLY
In all honesty, not quite able to engage much. Sorry. Not even able to
on the other site either. A few simple posts here or there. I am just
... not keen to either site much any more.
Am soon going to talk over coming off testosterone with the doc. It
really does not seem to make much difference for me. Have been one with
Kallmann syndrome all my life. Nothing changes that, you have Kallmann
syndrome you have it for life.
Does the testosterone offer me any help? Not really, at least not that I'm
aware. I get horny more. Given our situation that really isn't anything
positive.
Does the testosterone effect my mood? No, but I am fairly much deadpan
continually. I get frustrated from our situation. Not the greatest
environ for stimulating wanton sex. Ergo, me getting horny more often
really is pointless. Yay! I can enjoy sneakily jacking off. Not. Nothing
wrong in self love and not saying there is. Am saying that the same
dinner, day in and day out, well ... there you are.
I have other meaning to life though. That's what survivors do.
Seems though surviving is all I have. At times its weary. Other times,
I don't bother thinking about it. After all, that too is what survivors
do.
And that's why I feel a lack of interest in the sites, in a lot of things.
Why bother when it is a matter of going through motions?
Sure, got friends at each site. Still they can do or say nothing to be of
any help. Not sure I know what I need help with, or even that I need help.
Bit of a serious joke in my case, if I have to ask for help ... too
late! And if I have to ask, well tough because nobody knows how to help,
or is capable of helping, ergo it falls back to me. Usually, I manage as
long as I avoid listening to my evil twin. He tells me I'm a monster, a
pile of dung and all sorts of other nasty things.
Maybe I need to do some house cleaning. Nah, not interested. This is isn't
our house to clean. Sure, I can do a fair share. Trouble is it has not
been a fair share for two years. Me and wife been carrying the load. Not
ours to carry.
We're getting to ours though, slowly, gradually. Then it'll be on me
all the more. Planning on a small homestead hobby farm / garden. She'll
help I'm sure but it'll be my homestead that I keep for her. That's what
husbands do.
Been getting loads of information and making self ready mentally.
Will be getting back to walking as the weather breaks. Will also do
other exercise. Bring the body back to speed. That's just a need of
discipline. Yep, still got it despite having it buried.
So this is why I'm distanced. I'm busy, a bit out of touch, feeling the
sites kind of dragging on and not achieving much. I know though, they
really aren't for goals. They're social platforms. I'm just not vastly
social, sorry.
I stay too busy, too hungry. Y'all have fun though.
Hope the homestead works out for you , Void. Sounds like it would be a good , simple life living close to the land. Kind of a country boy myself. One of my favorite movie characters has always been Jeremiah Johnson. And I've driven through W VA; I know how beautiful that part of the country is.
FIRE IN THE BELLY
Wow, void...I'm sorry things suck. We're survivors, all, really...I know I am, and I know we all are. Remember that life is both the peaks and the troughs...both are valuable, both are moments we wouldn't get to experience without life...so both are gifts, even the troughs. In the meantime...*hugs*
To peps:
Jack Johnson
I hope my achievements in life shall be these: that I will have fought for what was right and fair, that I will have risked for that which mattered, that I will have given help to those who were in need...that I will have left the earth a better place for what I've done and who I've been. (C. Hoppe)
Oh I agree, it is a bit of good and bad. Sorry if it seems I'm saying
it all looks bad to me. There are truly beautiful times. I have it all
in bittersweet blends.
An example, last night had the wife mad at me. Kind of got a chuckle out
of it. She was right though. I was being inconsiderate. The chuckle come
from actually realizing we do have spats, but we do love one another.
That's kind of it though. It all blends together. It all seems the same.
Been that most if not all my life. Can look at that two ways also.
*chuckles*
I am just too balanced. Therapist says I'm her sanest insane client, and
yes that's a problem in my case. I'm sane, the world isn't. She has no
way to write that up though.
At the least well, I'll be okay. Yay. Okay. :-| As said by one of my
least favored actors, Steven Seagal, "this is my happy face, you should
all be so fortunate to be this happy."
For the most it would be a simple life, yes. I want to use a bit of
technology in farming / gardening. Maybe it is better to say some modern
or contemporary methods, blended with older ones. Intend to work smarter,
not harder.
Jeremiah Johnson was a character played by Robert Redford. Jack Johnson
seems to have been a boxer, there's a surfing rocker by that name too.
Not quite sure what connection you're cuing up.
No matter. I know Don Knotts was from WV. I was born in Orlando, FL,
raised in Rockingham county VA, in the Shenandoah valley area. Lived out
near Waukegan, Illinois for a bit during a bad Winter at Great Mistakes.
We called it Grind Haus for all the grinding we did in keeping warm in
often times -40 to -60 degree cold.
Also lived in Florida a we bit when seeing my dad who had left me when
I was two. He and I did not get on well. As it is it, not sure I would
care if he died. Not saying I hope does any quicker than intended,
merely that I wouldn't care.
Yes, he's my dad and I'm supposed to love him. Sorry, he kind of took
that away himself by his own choices. Not my monkey there. So, I don't
care. I'll certainly never respect him again, not one to be absolute but
I'll make an exception in his case. He got that the old fashioned way,
he earned it.
People fuss about the United States the world over. I merely live
here. I could live anywhere. And yes sure, it is as likely I could die
anywhere too. Ergo, I'm not keen to clamor over celebrities from a
perceived home soil. None of us own the Earth, more like she owns each
of us. People are people. Yep, there again, balanced, too much I think.
I ought to curse this group, or that. I don't. Rather go on and live
best able, maybe share a hope and dream with a few close friends,
family created from friends. Hope I can love enough and be loved enough.
Know I will not be in the news, don't want to be. I'll just go along
telling the rain hello, listening to the stories of the old folks,
making my way a step at a time.
Hope to leave the old place a bit better for my passing. If not, at
least have my passing stir up as little as possible, leave very few if
any treads or traces. That's me too, merely here to pass through.
If that strikes people as banal, sorry. I've accepted the joke. None of
us get out alive. So, we do our best and hope to enjoy the ride while
its going. Seems all in all, all we have. No, not suicidal here. At
peace? Maybe. I'm comfortable at just being.
Of course, that is part of the rationale of seeming to withdraw, to go
into a shell. A lot outside just seems excessive, not needed. Like I
said though, y'all go on and enjoy if it suits you. I'm happy for you.
I'm just off into my own cadence. *chuckles* "Nothing new. Nothing to
see here folks, move along."
for Voidie.
Do not think so little of me as to grant me your tolerance. Allow me your acceptance and understanding of who and what I am with the love, respect and dignity with which I do you.
Big hugs and best hopes Void()... It can be a nasty juggle to hold it all together, hopefully the plan works out and you can be content.
I do understand what you mean by being sane in an insane world... It can be the hardest to deal with..
Liz
Thank you honey. I do cherish great friends. Do apologize if it
seemed I took you to the wringer recently. Did not intend that as such.
Had a differing view regarding stupid. Suppose living with my wife's
sister and her family has twisted my general dislike to a mild hate.
They abuse their children but in a manner overlooked as abuse. They
themselves are children. They let their teenage son lay in his bed with
pneumonia for three weeks before finally thinking, "oh gee, might be a
good idea to take him to hospital".
Me and wife knew something more was foul after he'd holed up in his room
for a day, or two. We decided upon a not rocking the boat policy. Won't
happen again. I'm their uncle, I'll step up and act and consequences be
damned, hurt feelings be damned. Not rocking a boat caused the boy undue
suffering, a week in hospital.
Know it seems contrary for us to run off & go live our own lives. We
must though. As it is we're being the parents of four human children,
four to six dogs and two cats. We only signed on for parenting the furry
children. I cannot sire human children nor does my wife desire them.
So we are removing ourselves from the stupid. We do fine on our own. We
do know how to ask for, find help if we need it. We're not the kind what
need nannies over hang nails, wet nurses over stubbed toes. We're the
kind what the nannies despised for our creativity and hi-jinx. "Oh look,
the curtains are climbable, and combustible", ensued by the nanny coming
with a switch.
What she doesn't think of getting into, I do, or vice versa. At the same
time we understand being responsible, being disciplined. We both agree
if her sister and her husband didn't want bothered with children, they
ought to have both kept their respective junk in their bloomers. See?
They made a choice yet also chose to deny that choice. Ergo, I am very
strongly disliking the stupid.
Do understand your point though. Point a finger and three point back.
Hard to point a finger when the truth of it lies in the background, is
in plain sight for any to see. Some have seen too and agree with us,
but do as asides from their jobs. I think they suppose we're able to
mystically covert her sister and family to perfection and are being
polite. Well, if we go and are not here maybe some of those asides will
become closer looks in the capacities of jobs. May be for the better
too.
My hopes are that you can understand my now hate of the stupid. I see it
leading to abuse and for me that is something detestable. I am though a
nice guy, I try being better than the monsters battled. Sometimes that
is a fault. Leaves one on the colder end of a channel cross.
It was not you I was raging against, nor really anyone specific. It was
the notion of stupid itself. So if we leave off warning labels, I think
evolution will work itself out. "Oh look, an electrical outlet. I bet a
fork in it does wonders. Let me tr ... ZAP ...Thud."
"Damn, knew I ought to have had a label 'Warning High Voltage Outlet'."
Of course, it would make no difference, label or no. Some fool is going
to try. You just know it.
* hides all the pretty buttons to save elian from a mass button attack
* He needs to stop pushing buttons. I need to stop being so darn
cantankerous. Maybe we both need an evening vegging out on a couch,
watching a construction show where some guy is ramming pipe through a
wall. * chuckles * "Gee honey, I don't know. That bathtub might fit two
people. Let's see."
And ... * Big Huge Hugs Back * for you Fran, and for your family. Youse
guys stay safe, world needs more cowbell.
It direly is at times. Oddly, I am becoming more understanding of the
pros checking in on me.
"Suicidal today, Ben?"
"Nah, it's not even ... well, it just passed. You asked, it flashed but
whizzed right on out of my head."
I do become very morbid and dark. Sometimes with being an existential
person, that could lead one to the brink. Trouble is with me, I
put another Ben at that bridge. He has the power of Julia Childes'
stupefying dry cooking sherry.
When the other Bens arrive at that bridge he cooks up a storm of mixed
philosophy, psycho babble, zen, daoism, spartan thinking and whoops
their asses. The other Bens then see him for what is, ... Ben prime. And
Ben prime says suicide is no option, ever. He is rather resolute in that
too.
Ah. Excuse me, the Ben what feeds critters is having a fit. Getting
to be time to get at Laundry day today as well, and they Bozos may
have decided to get her father's porch restocked with firewood. I'll
have to load out the truck. Her bro-in-law can't do it properly. Or
maybe he's pulling a Huck Finn. Either way, I get the joys of it.
"Heigh ho, heigh ho It's off to see the wizard we go!"
If I had thought u were putting me through the wringer, u would have been (metaphorically) suffering from an extremely sore napper (2 say the least). No, luffly man, I guessed that what I read was a Voidie rant. U feel things as I do and rave in ur own way.. I didn't think for a mo that I was being put through the wringer by u! Trust me, darlin', I know when it's happenin' and when me nut is bein' squeezed wafer thin...
Do not think so little of me as to grant me your tolerance. Allow me your acceptance and understanding of who and what I am with the love, respect and dignity with which I do you.
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