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I really hope that they hold it and feel the music that YOU have made with it.. that is a very good question.. I don't want my grave dug by hands.. no matter how cheap it is.. let me dissolve in the sunset somewhere.. no way or way wanabes funeral.. but that is what they will do. I wish I could come back to life, probably not in some cheap coffin..

Why do people.. suck. Or why is it that people have to suck..

Fits like a hand in a glove.. sowy, to me it does not..

Roy, don't give up too early. I've never left any place until the kicked me out. It's only happened here, except for once.. I came back once, and my posts, about a half a year later, and my posts were not miraculously moderated (subjected to review by divine authority)..

me too, on more than one level.. As far as the final disposal of my physical body. I don't care how cheap it is. I've told some.. just prop me up in a folding chair in the middle of the woods somewhere.. well, true story. How can we really be sure? I mean, I wasn't invited to the funeral, or invited to the burial. Not that it really makes much of a difference in the cosmic scheme of things.. but if I were da way.. I'd figure out some way to return the casket to the seller, without an inhabitant. Sowy. Its my thread.. derail as you wish my friends.. I don't thin it will really get off the track, whatever that is..

Sowy, weird s*it here. where do we go from here.. I've been asking that question long over a decade here..

She was a good acid head. Takes one to know one, you know.. .. I wish I took the long, strange trek to California, a few years ago.. Weird. One makes the trip once.. it ruins everything, doesn't it?

what is technically wrong with a lazy day.. just a thought. Cheap, on this shoe, and not on another.. sorry. Too many questions here..

What "blows my mind".. is the JOY this person seemed to have. I hope she still has it..

You know.. McFarlane had more of a vocal range than Grace Slick. At least from what an Amateur musician could observe..

or until, they couldn't stand, or even care about their religion.. "don't care" works on a few levels, but maybe not on all.. I like listening to old sixties stuff.. Sunday will never be the same, on so many different levels.. Just have to listen to my *elders* so to speak.. most of them were born about 14 years before me. *almost* old enough to be my mother.. I've listened to Joan. a couple of Joans, anyway.. now I can't remember the words. Oh yes. Sunday will never be the same..

maybe that is it.. we were following a bunch of numbnuts who were mentally "damaged" by the great depression.. I have a friend whose mother went through that bleak period in American history. This person would hoard- everything. Shoes from rummage sales, clothes. Piles upon piles upon piles.. socks. plastic bags. Hosiery. towels.. two or three hundred? Can't have enough. Shoestrings. Fifteen pairs for each pair of shoes. envelopes.. never going to write a letter to put in them, but what the heck.. the list of items goes on and on and on. why, and I can't figure out why.. no real desire to hoard fresh food. Maybe previous stench discouraged this.. I was on the delivery crew when we replaced a broken, impossible to repair clothes dryer. It took THREE HOURS to maneuver around piles of JUNK before the task was accomplished.. and this was a relatively large house.

Ironic, yes indeed.. Then there was (you really know he wasn't your) uncle harry's claim that he never tipped a waitress beyond ten percent of the bill.. What ever happened to the concept of love your neighbor, fair wages in return for appropriate labor? the whole place there just reeks of cheapness.. and burials of old corpse in the vey woods.. even the funerals were on the cheap. Cremate the person, spread the ashes at the fire ring area or something.. such a "bargain".

This was one of the google ads at the bottom of this page a minute ago. Maybe that would serve as the next "brc". The sowers group could put it up in a few weekends.. uncle howie is retired. maybe be could come and help, dressed out with hammer and nail pouch.. they could partition it off, and house old trucks and tractors in the back..

True.. but still as a learned behavior (if it isn't a disease to begin with) it is fascinating to observe. No, I'm not angry anymore. But isn't it intriguing.. *they* have become what it was that they once fought against.. you know.. they once spouted the doctrine that things are supposed to be used, people loved. That sure made a difference when they USED people to supply labor to save twenty or so bucks by not having to rent the larger of the two trucks.. it's more than that. I really think they regard anyone lower than themselves in a VOLUNTEER organization as scum.. especially so if they left the organization for what would be for legitimate reasons. You are "scum".. you owe them everything.. they will settle on 15 percent of your income and twenty-five percent of your time, they owe you nothing. I don't think it is human behavior and thought at it's worst, but it's getting close. I think in the old days, they'd have "believers" constructing their houses, after making the bricks without straw.. might be something to reincarnation, who knows..

maybe they caught it from *uncle howard*..

Cheapness. Not just frugality- it's beyond that. It's an austere stinginess. So cheap.. so cheap, the guy's idea of an anniversary present for his wife is a new bucket and mop.. but really.. from related threads, we've seen the extreme CHEAPNESS that defines "what is da way".. a "biblical research center" that would hardly survive a heavier hail storm.. wood blocks nailed together in some places, and used as wall studs. Wasn't howie the *carpenter* the one who donated so much of his "talent" on weekends to erect the brc? Cheap, lazy (how long did it take him to put up a PREFABRICATED BUILDING?? I know why you found blocks of wood nailed together and used as studs. At least I'm pretty sure of it.. This wood was absolutely, positively otherwise UNUSABLE. Junk. Would better serve as fuel to heat the office in a pot belly stove.. Some may commend this kind of frugality. That is ok.. but you would think that they would want the finest quality of material to go into the House where "da word like it hath not been known since the earth cooled" would be presented to da world. The extreme cheapness here had a "trickle down effect". Soon, it reared its ugly head in the form of borrowing funeral home chairs for classes, "bumming" "used flowers" off of the same establishments, re-using styrofoam coffee cups, "stretching" coffee.. along with. Renting (if we HAD TO) CHEAP public buildings for branch and area meetings. Still stretching coffee.. assigning people to bring cookies or snacks, made with THEIR OWN MONEY, Running branch meetings and such in a medium sized house. This was in violation of zoning ordinance. They complained about having to SPEND MONEY to secure more adequate facilities. They were relying on the church across the street to supply parking for thirty cars or so. Then made it out as an attack of da debil, when the church objected to this.. and the city then sent them a letter citing violation of said ordinance. They SCREAMED.. cheap, cheap, cheap.. Cheap. When they moved out of the area, local "believers" were expected to buy their JUNK that was left over, that they could not sell in a rummage sale. cheap.. cheaper, yet. when they moved.. they enlisted help of the locals to load up the truck. But they had to rent the CHEAPEST. They picked the smaller one, and could only get everything to fit, only after packing the truck not once, but TWICE. cheap. When the branch guy moved in, he used my service on moving in day to trace one twisted wire pair from the outside of the house to the office, not for "the work of the ministry" but for his BUSINESS PHONE. No, I didn't see (or ask for) a dime. I figured I probably saved him about $150 or so by not having the phone company do it. But the wife was concerned that I wasn't finishing the job fast enough, so as to schlep appliances and stuff in like everyone else, for free. I guess I was too accustomed with dealing with that level of arrogance. Cheap, cheap cheap bastards.. I don't know if it is really some trickle down effect.. maybe more like its a disease they caught somewhere..

http://www.library.hbs.edu/hc/lehman/chrono.html?company=national_homes_corporation From another site.. http://www.thepeoplehistory.com/1948.html The cost of the National Home was approximately 25 percent less than the cost of the average house.. and figuring in they didn't include a lot of the walls for partitioning off into bedrooms, kitchen, living room.. this one was probably even cheaper. HQ on the cheap.. or was it HQ was BUILT on the cheap?

I think EVERYTHING about da way was HQ on the cheap. The brc itself was what- a National Home? These were the "miracle" solution to post WWII housing shortage. Pre-fabricated, easy and quick to assemble, and CHEAP. Compared to something that would more likely survive a heavier wind storm.. This was the way's first *real* church building? Cheap. "housing" for summer school was the famous Wienerville Hilton (the barn) cheap, and more cheap. The students PAID to come to the classes, didn't they? The cold, hard metal fold up seats they sat on probably had "property of (insert name of closest funeral home)"

We were instructed to do the same thing. Funeral homes were just ripe for the picking.. not only flowers, but chairs. They had plenty of cold, hard metal chairs. We ran several classes with "Property of Wilson Funeral Home" stenciled on the bottom of each seat..

Christ.. she was at the most thirty years old here.. very, very, very, interesting.. just a few thoughts. funny, isn't it. maybe I shouldn't say more..

Gawd.. the lady is a lady.. well, what else do you do or think.. I wish she would come here.. we need the lady element.. I'm really sorry that I'm just another disappointment..

Sunday will never be the same.. too many Tuesday Afternoons I guess..

How did Baez end up figuring in all of this.. weird would be the easy explanation.. I am one of the audience.. the na na nas are fine with me..

She was (is) a good looking woman.. christ. I wonder where she ever went to.. :)