Linda Z

From Kevlar to DMiller in the "Thank God we're OUT!" thread:

He's out of appeals, too, thank God. I'm amazed no one has killed him in prison, and I'm glad that my tax dollars will stop feeding this twisted SOB's sorry a$$. The guy who was prosecutor on the case says that Lundgren said he shot the 7-year-old child in the head a second time, "just to see if he could hit the same place twice."

In theory, I think Word Wolf's suggestion is a good one, and I certainly think his intent is pure and kind. After all, who doesn't like to hear nice things others say about them? But the reason I haven't participated is because I don't want anyone to feel left out if no one starts a thread about him or her. Or if someone does start a thread but it only gets 5 responses vs. 50 for someone else's thread. We used to do this in our WOW family when things were getting tense among us, and it works great face-face-to-face, with everyone getting a card that everyone else has written positive things on. But in this medium, I'm not so sure. I mean no offense to you, WW, and I'm not trying to start a debate or anything. Hmmmm, maybe I can compromise. Here's my 3 x 5: I think you're all terrific, even the ones I've sometimes butted heads with. There are some posters I don't know very well, but of those I've interacted with, whether it's to agree, disagree, or just laugh or pray or discuss things together, you are a bright, funny, caring, wonderful bunch! That's what keeps me coming back, even if the coffee is occasionally too strong or the pie a little stale. It's the great company. It's been my pleasure to get to know some of you and to get reacquainted with others I once knew. Could someone pass the Splenda?? :wub: Oh good grief, a typo in my subtopic. If only you knew how I cringe to see that. Help me, moderators, help me!

BB, I'm thrilled that you're somewhere safe and where someone cares. God bless your friend! If you're down to 80 lb, it might be a good idea to go the ER route. I'd hate to see you finally find freedom and then have a health setback. You know your body best, but if it's a matter of inconvenience, I'd say getting what you need is worth it.

Here's a link to one of her auctions: http://cgi.ebay.com/1891-HANDWRITTEN-DIARY...1QQcmdZViewItem You have to scroll down to the bottom to see the disclaimer.

Safari, she's selling some handwritten journals. If you do an advanced search for those words on ebay, you should find several of her auctions, each of which carries the disclaimer.

Okay, I can't stand for JL and Suda to remain in suspense any longer, so here's a little sex-talk education: Drapes = hair on head Carpet = hair in a lower portion of the anatomy People often refer to someone as being a natural blonde or redhead because "the drapes match the carpet." I thinik there are slight variations on this, but that's the gist.

You can move this to silly if you like, but I thought I'd start it in Open, so more people might see it and get a chuckle. Forgive my brashness in purposely posting in the wrong place. While surfing ebay tonight I saw the following disclaimer at the end of someone's auction listing. It cracked me up! The not-so-fine-print essay: Warning! Danger, Will Robinson! Danger! Items DO NOT come from a smoke free, petless, hermetically sealed home. People live here (smokers) along with a very fuzzy black and white cat, who once threw up in my shoe. (This means items WILL smell of smoke and there will probably be cat hair floating around.) In addition, old paper items are sometimes musty. If this is a problem, PLEASE do not bid. If you think you may be overcome by a compulsion to mention unpleasant odors in feedback—or to ask for your money back—then it's a problem for you and you should refrain from bidding. In response to a recent inquiry, I add this third paragraph: No. I am NOT kidding about the above, though you are just as likely to get some of my hair taped to the package as the cat's hair. You will recognize it because it is long, curly, and thick. Have I mentioned that my essay "Jewish Hair" is going to be published in a literary journal? Not kidding about that either. In response to yet another inquiry: No, your item does not include dust bunnies, but I don't know how many ways to say that you're going to get some cat hair and/or my hair. I will, however, endeavor to ship as little hair as possible. I am considering shaving the cat and my head before my warning section grows to book length. Sigh. In response to two recent incidents: One lady nicely suggested that I put the smoking warning first because she got all excited but then couldn't bid. Another nice lady bought from me and then saw the warning. Listen peeps, I'll always refund your money even if it's your mistake but I gotta say that I'm getting a little frustrated. I think I'll write an essay about eBay… P.S. Thanks for all the "fan mail" about my warning. Between eBay and my deadly dull day job (tech writing) I'm not getting any of my own writing done and must use my creative writing skills in my listings. Further musings, which may or may not interest you: I pack items to withstand a nuclear holocaust. I often use odd packing material. I've been known to use dresses (always cute ones), batik wall hangings, holiday hand towels (always in excellent condition). Don't worry, I WILL NOT use a disposable diaper (used or unused) which was how somebody sent me an item once (unused with cartoons on in). Maybe if I had kids I wouldn't have found it off-putting. On an unrelated subject: I'm moving to New Mexico within the year (never been there, but that's where I'm going. I need to be closer to my parents in AZ, and I figure the next state is probably close enough.) I'm thinking Santa Fe, Albuquerque, or Taos. If anybody has any advice…

Antonio Banderas Once Upon a Time in Mexico Johnny Depp

Belle said: Hahahahahahahaha! I hear that! I figure I'd better not run for office, either, unless someone wants an honest candidate who would admit to inhaling and a few other um, indiscretions.

It does look like a beautiful spot, indeed. I'd say that handsome sailor is Littlehawk. Hey LH, is that a life jacket or were you being strangled by a strange, pink sea creature???

Here's the thing, Mark. They had one employee at the gas station. One. She was the one sitting on her butt behind the counter collecting the self-serve money. She never came out to pump my gas, despite the fact that I stood there waiting a while for the credit card to go through. None. So she was going to get the same pay for sitting there or pumping the gas. It's obvious that they weren't paying an extra person to pump gas. I'd better go to work to pay for that extra $7.96 and quit obsessing about this. :D

Abi, Z is obviously a bonehead. You have overcome much and you're so right: Who you are now is what matters, not the mistakes of the past. As mstar says, we've all made 'em!

Thanks for all your responses. Yes, I should have stopped the pump as soon as I saw the much higher price, rather than going inside and leaving the pump running. I was just sure it was some kind of mistake. I could see a 10 cent difference, but 66 cents? Of course they didn't have an extra employee to pay with the price increase--just the unpleasant woman sitting in there taking all the self-serve customers' money. I told the woman, "For that price, you should have come out there when I pulled up to the full-service pump instead of just sitting in here watching me. You should be out there right now pumping my gas." I also told her I'd never be back. I'm thinking about calling the local TV stations that have the expose' guys who publicize such things. After a good night's sleep to help me cool down a little bit, it still ticks me off that someone who's elderly or handicapped would have to pay that much more to have gas pumped, and that there was no sign to indicate the increased price. Maybe I'll call the county treasurer's office, too, to see if charging that much more for full service is legal. I think that's who checks the pumps and such in this state.. Damn weasels.

This afternoon I was runnin' on empty, so I pulled into a gas station I'd never gone to before. The sign said 2.739 for regular, which is about as good a price as we're getting around here. The only pump open said "full service," but it had the little credit card slot and let me serve myself, so I didn't think much about it. Then I glanced down at the price per gallon. It was $3.39...for regular (oops, I'm dating myself...I mean unleaded)!!! I quickly walked into the station and asked, "Is there some reason the price is $3.39 when your sign says 2.739?" The pleasant (har har) woman behind the counter said, "Yes there is. Read the sign." I said, "It's .66/gallon higher because it's a full-service pump?!?" "Yes," she said, scowling. I was furious! Of course by the time I got back to my car, the tank was full, and the total was almost $8 more than it should have been. Damn. So, if I were handicapped and needed someone to pump my gas, I'd be punished by paying this outrageous price? There was no sign on the pump that said, "The price per gallon on this pump is increased because it's a full-service pump." In the range of prices on the gas station's big sign, there was nothing that said "$3.39/gal unleaded if you'r un-freakin-fortunate enough to need assistance with pumping it." I think it's a big rip-off. Like almost $3/gal isn't bad enough, they're gonna put a premium on full service? I should have made that snarly woman come out and wash my damn windows and check the air in my tires. $7.96 won't break me, but it's the principle of the thing. Would you be pi$$ed if this had happened to you?

Thank you, my favorite Sudo. Got any more?

Dot, there's another reason it's not a good idea to take an antibiotic that you took previously for something else. In the first place, when you're prescribed an antibiotic you're supposed to take all of the Rx until it's gone. That's a moot point, but resuming an antibiotic after it's been stopped can cause an allergic reaction. This might be an oversimplification, but the first time you take it, you become sensitized to it, then the second time, you have a reaction. This happened to me, so I know it's true. I ended up in the ER with a very bad reaction and had to get a shot of some kind of steroid. If your husband refuses to go to the urgent care place, all I know to do for him is pray that this bug passes quickly on its own.

Looks to me like you all had a grand time! More pics, Sudo, more please. I love looking at photos of fellow GSers smiling and laughing together.

Congratulations, ebn! I hope now that you've finished you'll have time to be a more active participant around here. Welcome!

Good one, Moony! This part was soooooooooooo me when I lived in California: "6. Both hands on wheel, eyes shut, both feet on brake, quivering in terror: Ohio, but driving in California" I was terrified every time I got on a freeway out there. The freeway system was such a maze that you could be in the wrong lane and easily end up going miles and miles in the wrong direction, with no easy way back. I'll take Ohio driving, thankyouverymuch.

Andy, hope your birthday is a grand slam homer!! Enjoy!

I had a brush with this group in California, when it was still called Children of God. A young guy who was coming to a home fellowship at my neighbors' (not affiliated with any larger group...just sort of a hippie Christian commune), got sucked in by these people. We were worried about him, because he just vanished all of a sudden. We never saw him again after he said they had "witnessed" to him. We went to the house where the Children of God people were staying. We weren't even allowed to talk to the guy. This was a long time ago, but best I can recall, they told us we could see him some other time IF and ONLY IF he was accompanied by one of them. It was creepy. I moved out of state soon afterward, so I never knew what happened to this nice young guy. I hope he had the sense not to let them keep running his life.

Leonardo DiCaprio What's Eating Gilbert Grape? Johnny (hubba hubba) Depp

Ooh, ooh, I know where there's a sweet little truck:

I managed to miss all the sessions. I didn't want to go, so I "sacrificed" and volunteered to stay at RC and do child care.