RottieGrrrl

You know what else I saw on the forum. Some of these kids would be griping in so many words about how boring the Way is and how lonely they are (that's what I read between the lines) but there seems to be the self appointed "Way Postle" The Waypostle (and there are several of them on these forums) will kick the kids a** back in line with "The WORD" all screwed up of course, I'm not dissing God's Word. But these are like Jr. Nazis, usually in their 20s or whatever, who probably is the son of some leader jerk. Leader. Gag me. On a side note they need a little less of their "leaders meetings" and a little more of simple heartfelt outreach in their own communities.

Yeah, it really is sad though about the young kids and the old wayfers expounding the "glory days" I was reading some Way forum for young people, and I just get the feeling these kids (though they would NEVER admit it) feel so damn alienated from the rest of the world. Think about it. How can they have any friends, or date regular people? They feel like they are the only ones who are privy to "the rightly divided word as it hasn't been taught since the first century" In fact, I was going to start a thread about inbreeding in the Way. Not brothers/sisters what have you, but that is how I see the offshoots turning out. They can't get any new followers and the kids are marrying each other. It really is so cliquesh. That's partly why strangers feel so uncomfortable going to one of their meetings. Hell, I was involved with the way early on for a couple of years, and when I went back to an offshoot for the first time (way back in the early 90s) I felt uncomfortable. I kept going back, and back, and back.....they were the only ones "with the truth" you know. I'm not saying there arn't some great people there. There are! But as a group it really is, well, kind of spiritually sick.

LOL Thanks! And actually I haven't taken a vacation since Memorial Day weekend 2000. I went to a CES camp way back then! In the Smokey Mountains! I don't have any kids, and I've been gainfully employed for a year now. Before that I was broke. Boy is it nice having a job! I figure I can spend a little money on me and Nico! I'll meet other doggie people from my area and maybe we will have new doggie friends to go on walks with!

T-bone Agreed! What really gets me is every now and again someone will do "prophecy" or what have you in Old English! Come on, if God is supposed to be speaking through us, I would guess He would be using our language and culture. You're telling me their "prophecy" isn't inspired by the KJ version of passages they have memorized?

Memorial Day weekend. I know it's far away but I'm so excited I have to write it here. I put a down payment on it and I'm waiting for the bill to come. It's gonna be like 700 bucks! Can you believe that? Camp Dogwood in Ingleside Illinos. This lady psychologist puts it together for people twice a year. I actually didn't get my first pick in housing (the new lodge) because it was already filled. I will get my second pick which is okay. We get our own room, and they have doggie parites at the beach and hot dog dunks (?) and kissing contests (for the dogs, not the people) and I guess they expect like a hundred people and maybe 130 dogs. Doesn't it sound great? I can't wait.

I actually started to watch Walker Texas Ranger years ago, while it was in reruns. I think it was voted the most violent show at one time, and then they started woosing it up to please sponsers. It was actually kind of interesting when it was violent. The thing I remember most about that show was that absolutely GOD AWFUL theme song that I believe Chuck wrote and sang himself. "'Cause the eyes of a Ranger are upon yoooou" I remember singing along to that and just cracking up everytime he got to that part. It was so bad it was funny.

You guys are hysterical. To think I believed Finney when he told me he was bringing in a green pizza last Friday.

Thanks for sharing Rascal. Btw, just the presense of a dog can be a great deterence. I bring my dog with me every day to the office Honestly I've had very few complaints in the entire year I've been there. Most people really like her. She's a great dog. My answer to the people who complain is this. "Unless you are planning on breaking into my office and robbing and raping me you shouldn't have a problem with my dog. okay?" That may be a bit rude but I'll tell ya, it really shuts them up quick.

Umm, I'm really tempted to repost my Irish French joke (out of just plain silly) in this thread. Sombahdy stop me!

preface: I'm not Irish. But I was looking for a good Irish joke to give to our Maintenance guy Finney, for St. Patty's Day. I found one and I kind of thought it was cute, but Finney thought it was GREAT! Conclusion. I think you really have to be Irish to appreciate this joke. Jacques Chirac, The French Prime Minister, was sitting in his office wondering what kind of mischief he could perpetrate against the United States when his telephone rang. "Hallo, Mr. Chirac!", a heavily accented voice said. "This is Paddy down at the Harp Pub in County Sligo, Ireland. I am ringing to inform you that we are officially declaring war on you!" "Well, Paddy," Chirac replied, "This is indeed important news! How big is your army?" "Right now," said Paddy, after a moment's calculation, "there is myself, me cousin Sean, me next door neighbor Seamus, and the entire dart team from the pub. That makes eight!" Chirac paused. "I must tell you, Paddy, that I have one hundred thousand men in my army waiting to move on my command." "Begorra!" said Paddy. "I'll have to ring you back!" Sure enough, the next day, Paddy called again. "Mr. Chirac, the war is still on. We have managed to get us some infantry equipment!" "And what equipment would that be, Paddy?" Chirac asked. "Well, we have two combines, a bulldozer, and Murphy's farm tractor." Chirac sighed, amused. "I must tell you, Paddy, that I have 6,000 tanks and 5,000 armored personnel carriers. Also, I've increased my army to one hundred fifty-thousand since we last spoke." "Saints preserve us!" said Paddy. "I'll have to get back to you." Sure enough, Paddy rang again the next day. "Mr. Chirac, the war is still on!" We have managed to get ourselves airborne! We've modified Jackie McLaughlin's ultra-light with a couple of shotguns in the cockpit, and four boys from the Shamrock Pub have joined us as well!" Chirac was silent for a minute and then cleared his throat. "I must tell you Paddy, that I have 100 bombers and 200 fighter planes. My military complex is surrounded by laser-guided, surface-to-air missile sites. And since we last spoke, I've increased my army to two hundred thousand!" "Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!", said Paddy, "I'll have to ring you back." Sure enough, Paddy called again the next day. "Top o' the mornin', Mr. Chirac! I am sorry to tell you that we have had to call off the war." "I'm sorry to hear that," said Chirac. "Why the sudden change of heart?" "Well," said Paddy, "we've all had a long chat over a bunch of pints, and decided there's no freakin' way we can feed two hundred thousand prisoners...

I think one of the dogs was a rottweiler too. BTW Dots do you remember Patton, the pit bull mix who some cop shot a couple years ago that was with a family in their car. The family left their wallet on top of the car and money was flying out , and someone called 911 and some dispatcher said it was some getaway robbery (with money flying OUT OF THE CAR?) and the freaking Barney Fife cop stopped the poor family, ordered the people out of the car and the dog came bounding out to greet the cop and the cop blew the dog away. It's stuff like this that makes me think that certain patrol cops should only be allowed clubs and tazers while on duty.

seems to me not so long back, I saw a story on courttv website (which I admit I read almost religiously) about some biker gang (hell's angels? Outlaws?) that succesfully sued police for shooting their dogs during some drug raid. I'll have to google it to find it. I believe they got some settlement.

I understand what you're saying Tommy. Thanks for sharing. To be honest I've snored through, er been to a couple of Catholic Memorials that were the same way. I remember my dads own "memorial service" me and my brother ended up paying more attention to our cousins/aunts/to carry us both through the rituals (it had been so long) that we paid little attention to the service itself. Which wasn't about him at all anyway. Oh well.

That's a great story Dot. I don't know why people feel they have to make up these kinds of stories. Snopes is full of them. Just like Hollywood, they feel they have to embelish an alredy amazing event when the REAL TRUE story is so much better!!!!

Well if I still had the clothes I could show you a lot of drool stains on it. Well perhaps the people next to me got it worse. I never even knew I snored till I took PFAL. Geez. How embarrassing!

I think I snored during PFAL too.

OMG. Dog Herpes. I think I just laughed so hard I spit blood. Thanks Hap. LOL!

Well, you made me laugh with your answer, so I shall forgivest thou.

Well geez Greasy that made like no sense. And before I rip you a new one maybe someone can explain the bad humor here. Yeah, that's why they call me brat.

Well I'm sorry for all you techies, I know our IT guy is squeaking about what a mess this is, but I LOVE IT. HA HA HA HA HA! In your face you DST haters! I love the extra daylight, spring air, etc. etc. etc. I wish it were DST all year! Okay I'll shuddup now.

Thank you so much for sharing that. That is freaking awesome. You just brought back a memory I have of a childhood dog. Our next door neighbor's dog, (as a child) Chloie. I would sit with Chloie under the cherry tree for hours, talking to her. (I was about 4, 5, 6) and I remember when Chloie got pregnant and had her pups, she wouldn't let anyone around her but me. Geez. None of the adults could believe it. I could walk in the room and handle the pups but anyone else she would growl at. Not that I'm some great animal whisperer. I look back and it was the Mama dog looking after one of her own pups. I was one of her pups. That's probably how Lady feels about Kelly. Facinating.

Yeah, that's how I feel. I don't know (honestly, I just don't!) if I've ever heard a real prophecy in my life. The manifistations I see in the wayfer offshoots are really quite dry and meaningless to me. If others get something out of it, that's great, but I could get more uplifting passages from the Bible itself or a book like Chicken Soup for the soul or what have you.

I won't let this thread die. Even if I have to post every thing myself. God blessed dogs especially. I really do believe that! Today's AOL headlines............... ANDERSON, Ind. -- A collie named Lassie roused her owners and enabled them to escape their burning home but died in the fire, relatives said. "The dog saved their life," said Judi Thompson after her parents' home burned Wednesday morning. "Even the firemen said that. Isn't that amazing? It gives me goose bumps." Thompson said her parents, Robert and Elsie Whitson, were asleep in their bedroom at the rear of their home in the city about 30 miles northeast of Indianapolis when the fire broke out. The dog, which slept at the foot of the couple's bed, licked and nibbled at their hands until 81-year-old Robert awoke and the couple went outside, she said. Anderson Fire Department Battalion Chief Larry Towne said firefighters found the dog's remains underneath some collapsed roofing. "They thought Lassie was out, but she wasn't," said Naomia L. Gooding, another daughter of the couple. "They loved this dog, and she was a wonderful dog." Thick smoke was rolling from the home when firefighters arrived shortly after 7:30 a.m., Towne said. The fire was still under investigation, but likely was caused by a space heater in a family room in front of the house, he said. Robert Whitson had first-degree burns to his shoulders, back and part of his head and his 80-year-old wife had chest pains at the scene. Both were treated at a hospital and released, Towne said. No firefighters were injured fighting the blaze. ___