J0nny Ling0

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Check your PT's. I responded to your message. Sorry it took so long for me to notice it. I had spilled beer on my damned key pad, and didn't have access to the GSpot for a few days! That alkyhol is the devil Bobby Booshay!

Yes Ex10, going to Alaska had it'sbenefits. But, who is Kevin? You mean the guy I mentioned in the "Chapel service incident?"

Oh, she's an 18 cow woman. Gave up some damned fine bovines for this one. But well worth it! Yeah, she does it all. She does it all, and most especially, she laughs at my jokes!

Why'd you call me Kevin? My name is Jonny

Just Loafing- I just noticed your avitar. That is sick! BUt funny...haha! And, I read the first page of this, and all I cxan say is that I am really thankful that I was kicked out in 1990. If I had not been, and had been "grilled" as you described on your first post, I am almost certain that I would have comitted an assault on the interrogator, and then have gone to jail. TWI I didn't resemble this picture that you have painted, at least not on the field....

Yul Brynner was the true son of the Pharoah. That is why Moses decided to make trouble and get kicked out, cross the desert, have an epiphany, then come back to free the slaves...

Well Engine, I don't know why it is that I was chosen to be a clergy guy. I do remember that the night of the ordinations, Tenth Corps "friends" of mine came up and asked ever so "tactfully"; "How did you get ordained?" Yeah, thanks, God bless you too.. Before I went in the Corps, I had only run a twig, and while in rez, I only ran a twig for one block. On my interim year, I ran a twig area, with a couple of WOW families samwidged in between (Jeneld* W*lliams WOW team), and that went ok, but nothing spectacular in the annals of TWI outreach. Jenelda and I did have a blast that year though, up in Fargo... I guess it came about because an LC and I in Alaska were really tight, and he recommended me for it. But I was never a big time organizer, nor a research guy. On the field, my only forte' was probably in the realm of "I loved the people" a whole bunch and could be counted on for kindness and encouragement. But shoot, I was always late with blue forms, white forms, and had a hell of a time trying to put together a big meeting for an LC or an RC, which put a lot of stress on the local believers who were helping me get the meeting together. I was pretty good up front though, talking or teaching to an audience. I liked that, probably because of the "ham" factor. But they never gave me the chance to do that at Emporia in our last year. JAL and the Red Dragon never thought much of me, although I really did want to give running a SNS a try. I think "I coulda been a contender". As far as running meetings goes, I remember one time when T*dd B*rnes was up front running a SNS meeting in the chapel. As the meeting started out, we were of course standing up. Well, T*dd never did tell us to be seated, and so we opened up with prayer, sang some songs, and still we were standing, and people began to smirk some. And then, he went into the announcements, and we were still on our feet. After the announcements, he took us into a season of prayer, and yes, we were still on our feet. And finally when it was time for manifestations, T*dd, now gaining confidence in himself doing the job up front, says brightly; "Kevin Nye! Would you please stand, speak in tongues and interpr..." And then he turned redder'n a beet as he realized that we had all been standing the whole time. And Kevin, he didn't know whether to sit down while all remained standing, and people to his left and right sat down so it would look correct, and finally Kevin just SIT an I'd and by the time he was done most folks had sat down. Pretty funny, that. T*dd was definitely ribbed about that one at the "after glow" critique... As far as JAL and Pat leaning on us alot, well, I was only there for two blocks and I guess I don't remember the cleaning and cleaning like you mentioned. What really remains stuck in my mind was how much the little nipper (DB) used to crucify people verbally and in public all of the time. I swear, he was just plain vicious at times. Sometimes I just wanted to flat out thrash him! That was some pretty wicked stuff, that... Ya know Engine, I always thought of you as one of those high caliber guys who shoulda been a WCBC or CC in rez. Me, I was always a "little guy" while in rez. I mean shoot, you remember my car don't you? The "Deer Mobile with the aoogah horn?" Yet everybody borrowed it for beer drinking purposes. I am proud of that old car now that I think of it. Any way, when I graduated, my Corps assignment was: Juneau, Alaska, Twig: Start One No Limb for me! No Branch or even Twig. But I did request Alaska, and Juneau needed a TC for a young married couple who are our pals to this day. And Mr Sanguinetti. I have no doubt about the "politicians making decisions based on re-election" syndrome. I think they are all afflicted with that to a some degree or another...Ha! "I know he's lyin, because his lips are movin! He's a politician ain't he?"

Thanks Mark, and, thanks for the compliment. And really, I am actually "trying to be a better person" around here. I am tired of fighting tooth and claw over political beliefs. I really do still have my conservative beliefs, but I am tired of ....ing people off all of the time. I don't think I'll ever vote Democrat, but, I don't think I'll be aggressive in the forums as I once was. I'm not that smart anyway... I do think it is fair to say that we all want to see the same things happen for our fellow humans. We'd all like to see our fellow humans happy, healthy, productive, and free from fear. I guess we just see a "different road to Chicago" that will get us there. And ya know, that's not a bad goal, to see everybody as "happy and blessed". It's a noble cause.... Anyhoo, I'm glad you like my stow-rees. Maybe I should post one of my "short stories" that I wrote about Alaska... And, I will check out that book...Thanks Mark P.S. "Republicons"- That's a good one, you DemocRat... :)-->

But no, not really, I still shared them with my twig. But that would have been a funnier ending, no?

Mark, it was a guy named J*m*l McGhee. He was shameless. But my wife sure scared the crap outa him, and then I showed up! It was funny, but really sad too. Down deep, he was a good guy, but he was following the "party line" so to speak, and trying to "save my wife" because it was evident that I was not going to follow him and Panar*llo on the glorious path of enlightenment through Martindale... And thanks Mark, for a DemocRat, you have your nice side as well! :)--> But speaking of priceless Corps moments, I have another. May I share? Thank you... Once I bout three whole boxes of Earth Grain brand donuts for my twig. I put them in a brown grocery bag in the fridge on the "garden level" (remember that? Not "basement"?) of the Hallowed Halls Of Uncle Harry Highrise. Well, the night that we were going to have a twig, and I was going to spring the surprise and give out the goodies, when I went to the fridge, the fricken donuts were all but gone! Yeah! there was three and a half donuts left in one of the three boxes, and the two empty boxers were still in my grocery bag!!! Oh! I was furious! The thievin' bast*rd even had the gall to leave a half eaten donut in the box! Well. Immediately, I got a piece of paper and left a note on the fridge that said something to the effect: "To the lowdown no count thievin scumbag who stole my donuts! Are you really in the Way Corps?!?! And you made a comittment to live a lifestyle of It Is Written?!?! What about "Let him that stole, steal no more...da da da...?" If you have any honor whatsoever, you'll fess up and tell me who you are! And then you'll pay me back!!" And then I went to twig to tell them that the surprise I had been talking about had been stolen. They were truly bummed, for we all loved those Earth Grain donuts... Well, a couple of days later, a friend of mine who had started in the ninth Corps, but ended up with the Tenth Corps came up to me and asked if he could have a word with me. I said; "Sure ****, what's up?" Ya see **** had been my WOW brother in 1976-77, and we were tight. We were bro's. We'd been through some .... together. I knew he had had some trouble with tuition, so I thought it had something to do with that. So I'm thinking that I am going to minister to his needs or some such "lofty" condesencion..(sp?) And so he says; "Jonny", uh concerning those umm, uhh, well...Well, ya know those donuts? Umm, I umm I ATE YER DONUTS MAN! It was me! I am a piece of crap! I'm sorry man! But I saw 'em in there, and they just kept starin' at me, and I couldn't help it and I ate 'em!" And he burst into tears! And I hugged him, and I told him I loved him and I forgave him, and then I just burst out laughing too, and then so did he, and then everything became ok then. I felt soo bad for him! But I punched him in the shoulder, and then laughed again, and the tears just rolled as we laughed about it. But then again, I guess he shouldn't have stolen them either. But shoot, that was kinda wild. He still paid me the money for the donuts though, and I very gladly accepted it as well! Then I went out and bought three more boxes of donuts and I ate every single one of them by myself!!

Scout, I agree with alot of what ExCathedra said to you, except that I wasn't really that beaten down like she was. I believe that her experience as a woman differed from mine as a dumba$$ 22 year old kid though. I was very oblivious to upper eschelon shenanigans, and actually went there to "have my a$$ kicked and to learn something about discipline because I grew up lazy and hated work but learned from the Bible that work was "a good thing". So, I welcomed all of the pressure with the goal of looking at it and overcoming it. Surely there was some serious bs from the big wigs, and some scary stuff like "MAL", but all in all, like ExCath said, some of those folks were and are some of the finest I have ever known. And yes, I think there really was a difference between the pre-Martindale presidency, and the post Martindale presidency. I began to meet a number of 13th Corps grads and on up, and some (but more than should have been usual) of them were childish morons who really loved to be "lords over God's heritage. In fact, it was my being a clergyman that kept some of them from really messing with me. Once I moved to an area and didn't tell them that I was a clergy guy. I just wanted to "be a believer" for awhile. And as time went on, this BC punk began to dislike my independant ways. When I finally let it out of the bag to another believer that I was a clergy guy, this weasal was so shocked, but then began to suck up and apologize and he was just plain shameless. That wasn't too long before I got kicked out by LCM. And that punk actually tried to break my wife and my marriage up! I actually caught him at my home one day when I came home from work while my wife was chewing him out and kicking him out the door! It was beautiful. I just smiled at him and waved as he scuttled into his car and drove off. I didn't need to bark at him because "The Shotgun" (my wife's nickname) had already unloaded on him... Sorry for the de-rail folks, but yeah Scout Finch, I think your assessment was accurate. And say, has Boo Radley come out lately? :)-->

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Ok. Private topics? Or just say it..?

Ya know, I really didn't get that...

Aha!!! I knew it! And so, since I was such a moron to start this whole thing, and suffer the humiliation that I have already suffered, the least you can do is divulge the name that you have given to your husbands, um well, you know...

Well then, maybe now you can come up with a name! Make sure to fill us in after the christening...

Oh, thanks for the compliment. At least you know that I am "ok"...

Chatty Kathy, It's 11:30 p.m. here in Alaska, what are you doing this late at night where ever you are (which is way later than Alaska time!) being silly like this! Shouldn't you be in bed with da hubby all snuggled up against his "un-named best friend?"

I guess I will never live this down. At least not here at the GS Cafe... -->

Ok, my legs are known by my wife as "The Ones Who Carries Her Love To And Fro"... Sound good? I made it up, but I guess it really is true, for she really does love me, and my legs really do carry me around, thank God...

So CK, you're a "leg girl"? Ya know, this is gettin' too weird for me, really! I'm starting to feel like nothing more than an "object"....

Chatty Cathy asked: "Are your legs called anything particular?" Nope. And so, as Ralph D once challenged the group of folks that he was with, and since I so innocently allowed myself to become an object of good natured (I hope) ribbing, I ask you all, is there anyone else out there who has this same "phenomenon" in their married life? Hmmm? Surely there must be someone else? I know one ex LC who used to refer to his wife's ample bosom as "Twin Hog Molly Winnebagos", and she always laughed at it, so surely there are others? Come on, out with it! :)-->

And, my wife calls my arms "The Big Guns!" :P-->

Umm. I didn't name it. My wife did. It came about because of two reasons. First, Island Weiss told me that at a leaders get together for dinner and drinks in New York one time, Ralph Dubofsky asked all of the participants to "give up" the name that the wives called their husbands' "members". He insisted that no doubt most of them did it it, and that it would then be funny to know the names. They had been drinking somewhat for a while, and according to Island, they had a good buzz going. And, as it turned out, a good number in that crowd had names for their husbands, uh, how should I say it, their husbands' well, you know. Apparently a fun time was had by all, except that Connie Panar*llo was offended by it, and therefore, so was L*rry. And it spoiled the evening. I was in the DC area at the time while the Panar*llos we the LC's. And yes, I guess we were talking about them in an not so positive manner, because at that time the P's were trying to manipulate us to "stay with Craig", which we did not. And so, when Island related this incident to my wife and I, we laughed at it, and didn't think about it again intil we saw the Movie "All Of Me" with Steve Martin and Lily Tomlin. In this movie, Steve Martin And Lily Tomlin end up having their "souls intertwined", and even though he still looks like Steve Martin, he is also "half" Lily Tomlin. Half literally, as in his right half is Steve Martin, and Lily is the left half. And at one point, Steve Martin has to take a pee, and when he steps up to the urinal, "Lily" will not unzip the fly with the left hand because she controls his left half and she doesn't want to "touch it". Finally Steve Martin says to Lily "Come on ! Just unzip it and let Big Ed out so he can have some air!" And so, as we watched that movie, we thought of Island and Ralph and the rest, and then my wife from then on used the term "Big Ed". And I am a healthy person and so is my wife. :P-->