ClayJay

Hey Chockfull, how did you pick your name? Chockfull of nuts? Remember that coffee commercial? "Chockfull of nuts is that heavenly coffee...." Click here to learn about your history... http://www.chockfullonuts.com/history.aspx#/history We used to sing this tune in Junior High School and sing it like this: "Jock full of nuts...." But you know how seventh and eighth graders are. Sounds kinda gay, if you swing that way. "Jock full O nuts?" Get it? Hah hawww! But the history of this particular coffee really is quite interesting, and, the music and vocals are most excellent! Enjoy Chockfull!!

I caught two queer dudes in their room in Uncle Harry dorm once. They'd just commenced, but were not "flagrante' dilicto" just yet, but they were gettin after it. I was deliverin' the mail. Custom was, when delivering the mail, you knocked on the dorm door and waited. If no one answered, you knocked again and then waited again. So, that's what happened. And finally after waiting the polite amount of time after the second knock to then go in and put the mail on the dresser, I did so. And when I walked in, they were all en twined. Shocked the livin crapola outa me! It was rough for this cave man to be seein something like that! I dumped the mail on the dresser and got the hell out! I was thinkin; "These guys are in the Corps?!" I reported them, but they were not kicked out. They were talked to by JAL and the Red Dragon though. I liked one of them, the other one was an azz hole. The good guy went on to marry a friend of mine and they had a happy marriage for awhile. They are broke up now though. The other one's dead.

It's a giant sunflower still on the stalk, fwiw...

I don't remember any mandate in the Corps to do the colon cleanse. It was only suggested and promoted because Grace Bliss, a natural foods lady believed in it. Lots did it-I thought it was gross-but it wasn't mandated. Not in my Corps anyway (10th).

John Linder...

JavaJane. I think that the following quoted response says it just the way I would say it. I was involved from '75 to '87, was an ordained guy, and was obviously very involved. And when it comes to responding to your question, not only do I find it easier for me to respond in the following manner, but I believe that it also keeps the questioning person from tripping over a "stumbling block" that needn't even be there. I don't even tell them the NAME of TWI because I know that they can google it, and come up with this place, the GSC. I don't want my old friends and relatives to "all of the sudden" have to deal with all the info that can be found here. For me, it's a thing of the past, and my friends and relatives needn't be "stirred up" about things that I have left long ago. If we love our friends and relatives, I wouldn't put this burden upon them. Conversely, feel free to respond and interact here with those who have, like you, "been there and done that..."

I am so bummed. He was one hell of a gnarly son of a gun. Always outspoken during waydaze in the Corps and post waydaze as well. Yet, always kind hearted as well. The world will be a lesser place without him. My condolences to his Fam and to you Doojable. Look fwd to seeing him after the Great Snatch happens and we Gather Together miles above the ground. Rest In Peace until then Brother...

Ahh! Dot Matrix is right. Harve's wife's name is Peggy, and his sister's name is Paula Wigell. I think Paula is a step sister, and Betsy Platig who married Doug Cosmos of the 7th Corps is his "full sister". And so, where is Paula? Dunno...

Well Shellon, I was a way clergy guy, and I'm still here! And I was kicked out in or around '88. I love you and will pray for you and your daughter. You are wonderful! And you know what that person can do with a rolling donut! (Psst! It's me, one time Jonny Lingo)

Ya know, I have a confession to make. Back in 1987, I tried an MLM thing out once. It was called "NSA", which stands for "National Safety Associates". I was just about kicked out of The Way by that time, and I had just left my assignment as a BC (OMG! I copped out on my assignment! First time ever!), and was getting established financially in my hometown of Kensington, MD. I was an ordained guy, but I successfully kept it a secret from the local believers, and I and my wife really enjoyed our anonymity at this twig that was only a block from the house I grew up in. It was fun just bein' "reglar people". But yeah, I finally decided that "it was okay to have a job" regardless of what any "leadership" thought of me. And so, one of the recent Corps grads was into this NSA thing, which, to put it in short, meant selling water filters. Like I said, it was MLM, with great promises of riches and good health through clean water. But what I saw with the guy who turned me on to it was that everyone he talked to was now a prospective customer, a prospective "distributer" I guess I should say. No longer were the people around him (which of course were mostly Wayfers) just friends to hang out with. They now became "prospectives". And then I too began to be that way with people, because if it's going to work, it simply is what you have to do. And you know, the highers ups in NSA in that area (non-Wayfers, higher up than the new corps grad guy who got me into it), would say things in a bright manner like; "This isn't selling! It's just friends helping friends!" But, it was selling and that's all there is to it. I actually sold a few though. And it was actually a good product. But, I just hated the faux friendliness that seemed to accompany my "upline" guy's countenance as he talked with people, waiting for that opportunity to bring up the "NSA Family". I could see it in his eyes that he wasn't really listening to the Prospect to whom he was talking, he was waiting for his "opening". I mean, it was also SO much like the way we treated people when trying to get them to take "The Class". Actually, it was a real eye opener for me to see that because it was just like I'd done for a long time with "prospective class takers". And so, since this was a major time of upheaval and turmoil for me as I was seeing the light about getting out of The Way and "breaking my Corps commitment" and also my clergy commitment to The Way, the last thing I wanted to do was start trying to convince people to buy something or be part of something they didn't really want. So, I took the water filters and brochures and crap back to the guy and simply said; "Here. I'm done with this". He tried to "under shepherd me" back into it and I just glared at him and repeated; "I am done with this". And then he got the message. So, I gotta laugh now that I have learned of The Great Mona-Vie TWI Debacle! I can just see them all trying to "sell each other", turning their faux friendliness on each other with promises of riches! This story is pretty rich, ya know? Got me laughin' pretty good. But just like the guy I gave my water filters back to, it's a free country, and if that's what the Wayfers want to do, it's their business and they ought to be able to do it. But it shore wasn't for me! Wasn't there another one that came through TWI? Mellaluca maybe?

I didn't know he had a sister named Paula. He has a sister named Betsy though. I thought his wife's name is Paula.

Good one Nyunknown! Somebody figure out to post the whole Youtube deal instead of just the link...

I thought of you Ham, when a fellow harmonica player sent me this photo. Add a few more, and, Enjoy!!

Does anybody remember the recording that Robert Preston (The Music Man) did of this song by "order" of President John F. Kennedy in 1961? Maybe I should say that JFK "commissioned"-yeah, better word- Robert Preston to do this song for America's Kids in order to get them to exercise and stay healthy. I remember exercizing to this dang song all through elementary school, and even though we made jokes about it, the exercize regimine wore us out, and, because I am a musician and always like Robert Preston, I dug it. But now, because there might be an "insult to flabby guys"-words used in the song, as well as an insult to chickens-PETA might not like it-the song and exercise regimen might be "politically incorrect". And so, it's funny how the brain works. The other morning, this song popped into my head-for whatever weird reason!-and I began to sing it at full volume in the kitchen as my wife and I were getting coffee. I mean, I remembered the words and the "marching band trombones" and everything! And she was looking at me like I was an idiot, as if I were singing "Beautiful Ohio" or worse "Good Morning Lord" at only 0600 in the marnin... And so, I present to you a version of "Go You Chicken Fat Go" which only plays a couple of minutes of the song, but also gives a little history of JFK's involvement in it. After that, I will post the full version of the song which finishes out in case you want to hear the whole thing. So, here ya go, and if anyone else remembers this "Sixties Thing", please comment! Here's the short version: And, here is the complete song (same version, just complete)

Rock Creek, just north of DC, the "Wild Place" where I spent as much time as I could from the time I was about six, fishing, catching critturs (frogs, snakes, tadpoles, turtles, salamanders, etc.), and just enjoying The Big Woods as I called it. You fellow Alaskans (I have this posted at my Face Book page also) can no doubt see why I traded that area for the crystal clear ice cold waters of our Home here. So sad to see how incredibly filthy that creek is. There was trash and pollution back then when I was a kid, but it was long before the advent of plastic bags and containers. Probably was a fine little stream back when the Algonquins lived there. My good old Rock Creek....

Ahh...thanks Ham, the doghead is now gone. And so are the monkey pigs...

I hope I make it through the night tonight. Pray for me like they did for little Larissa who was bitten by debbils...

Yes! Little and BIG Monkey Pigs! Once one of them even had wings which totally terrified me because it reminded me of the Flying Monkeys in the Wizard Of Oz which also terrified me when I was but a child. I think this was when the door in my mind opened to the Monkey Pigs coming in. I thought I had learned to shut that trap door in the Advanced Class, but after seeing that Human Dog I think they came back in because I dreamed of it again just last night! Aahhh shoot! One just flew in the frickin window! You.....get...Ooooww!...One just bit me! S**t!....you get the hell-oowww!...Okay, it flew back out. It must have known I was telling on him. Damn I hate those things. And all because of that dog head on the human photo!

Please. The human/dog face photo is disturbing. Maybe you could change it out with an orangutan or something. They are ugly, but at least they are real. That photo reminds of when I used to be possessed with monkey pigs in the night. They used to come through the windows and torment me as I lay drenched in sweat and in terror. Please get rid of the dog/human...

I was at her wedding in Tulsa with an Oklahoma guy. Can't remember his name though. Sorry that doesn't help...

Another thing about armadillos is that they come with their own bowl!

Congratulations Doojable! And you too RR! You are lucky RR, to be have hooked up with one of the prettiest gals that was in my Corps! May your relationship last and last... :wave:

Hey TommyZ, so happy for you. I don't come "upstairs" very often, but when I saw this, I had to take a look and make a comment. Really, so happy for you bro! CJ

T-Bone. Thank you for your kindly post. And, let me say that I missed out on commenting on one point you made which I have to agree with. I remember that VP said-AC '79 if I remember correctly, for me anyway- that the thing that "p*ssed God off the most" about the David and Bathsheba incident was that an unbeliever murdered Uriah the Hittite. I don't remember it quite that way, but close. I remember that God was ....ed that Uriah the Believer was murdered by the hand of David. But, I do remember the teaching that God was p.o.'d not because of the adultery, but because of Uriah's murder. And, like you said, if you look at Nathan the prophet's reproof of King David, the focus was on the fact that David had stolen the wife of Uriah, he who had nothing but his "one little sweet lamb", while the neighbor who was rich-indicating David-had more than he needed, yet stole from he who had little. And then David took his life. So yes, good point. I do believe that God was in fact p*ssed that Uriah, the noble, the honorable one had been killed by David, but, also that Nathan's little "parable", if you will, seemed to be way more focused on David stealing Bathsheba from Uriah. Yes, good point. Manipulative to be sure.