I used to care, but things have changed

[BmillsSkier]

there is a nice Monastery, in Vina Ca run by the Trappist Monks, you may enjoy. close to good skiing in the Sierra’s near Lassen, they make the smelliest cheese in the West and you’ll have plenty of time for reflection and letter writing. you can kiss that selfish existence goodbye and say hello to serving others.

Gunga Galunga.

[SB]

ear candles

[SKIP IN7RO]

RIP Sandman.

Damn, he passed away 20 years ago this July. We had tickets for the Denver show in August, definite bummer. Love me some Morphine!

[riser4]

Most of them had a tool kit consisting of one or two small metal rods, some cotton, and a mysterious and mystical elixir they injected into their subjects ears

I had a buddy who got his ears cleaned by a street vendor in India.

[oftpiste]

^^^^^ didn't Bourdin do that in an episode? Apparently it's a thing.

[irul&ublo]

Hey Rita....

[SkiBall]

Damn, he passed away 20 years ago this July. We had tickets for the Denver show in August, definite bummer. Love me some Morphine!

We had tickets for the Greek(I believe) in Berkeley with Soul Coughing. I was pretty much saddened all the way around.

[KQ]

Hey Rita....

LOL! That Orson was a lucky man! Not many women can wear fabric cut on the bias.

[dunfree]

gorgeous pinup with a fucked up, exploitative childhood.

[SkiBall]

[SB]

I miss Calvin and Hobbes

[KQ]

It's true - ignorance is bliss

[I've seen black diamonds!]

Yeats wrote a poem about that:

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

[BmillsSkier]

We had tickets for the Greek(I believe) in Berkeley with Soul Coughing. I was pretty much saddened all the way around.

Wow that would’ve been a killer show.

I miss Calvin and Hobbes

Every time I’m in Chagrin Falls or Hudson, Ohio, I keep my eyes peeled for Watterson; just on the off chance that I can pounce on the notorious recluse and beg him to fire the strip back up.

[SkiBall]

Yeats wrote a poem about that:

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

And here we are.

Wow that would’ve been a killer show.



Every time I’m in Chagrin Falls or Hudson, Ohio, I keep my eyes peeled for Watterson; just on the off chance that I can pounce on the notorious recluse and beg him to fire the strip back up.

Yeah

Tell Bill I said Hi.

[goldenboy]

What a messed up, sometimes depressing thread.

I think I drink more now than I did in college (45). It's probably due to being in real estate. From what I can tell from real estate facebook groups, we're all a bunch of alcoholics. I enjoy the hell out of 2-3 beers, but rarely go beyond that.

What's throwing me for a loop is finding out that my hips are fucked a week ago (posted in gimps). I have not yet learned how to take it back a notch, skiing or biking. In fact, I think when people do take it back a notch, that's when they get hurt, when they're tentative. Currently terrified that whatever approach I take with my hips, my skiing will take several steps back, in which case I'm not sure how much enjoyment I will derive from it. That will definitely fuck with me in a way that I have not yet experienced.

Also, getting ear wax removed is a nearly religious experience and more than one doctor has told me never to use Q-tips.

[XXX-er]

yeah you don't hear about any Christian RE perfessionals eh?

nothing to give you butt thots and prayers

[SkiBall]

Age 45 was when life really started to hurt.
And 2-3 beers? Pfft. You are fine. But then again, drunks always say they "only had a couple", occifer.

[Cono Este]

I just ordered some acoustic ear plugs for shows. Now I’m looking at my 15 ur old with his xbox headset on and his ear buds on under neath that.

Are we getting older, or wiser?


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[muted]

Also, getting ear wax removed is a nearly religious experience and more than one doctor has told me never to use Q-tips.

They all say that without thinking, or to dumb it down to the lowest common denominator. As someone with narrow ear canals and suffers more than most with infections and blockage since I was a little kid: USE Q-TIPS!!!!!! But it has to be daily.

I stopped having to get them cleaned 4x a year once I started to clean them after the daily shower. If you wait until they are blocked, then you are wadding it all up and making it worse, yes. (Unless you use my advanced spin technique which is another story) Which is why they say don't use Q-tips. And you'd have to be an idiot to damage your eardrum doing it yourself, that's another lame excuse. Just don't do it on a bumpy bus or while biking and you'll be fine.

Sorry to hear about yer hips though.

[KQ]

What a messed up, sometimes depressing thread.

I dunno... I think it's an okay thread. I think it has given us all an opportunity to examine where we are and to see we aren't alone. Just another phase of life we all have to address at sometime or another. Things to learn about, accept, adjust to and laugh about.

[muted]

<vomits on keyboard>

I'm a hit at parties

[goldenboy]

I dunno... I think it's an okay thread. I think it has given us all an opportunity to examine where we are and to see we aren't alone. Just another phase of life we all have to address at sometime or another. Things to learn about, accept, adjust to and laugh about.

Agreed, I guess that's why I threw the "sometimes" in there

[m2711c]

It smells like old people in here.......

[muted]

It smells like old people in here.......

That's just my built-up earwax, sonny. Type louder, I can't hear you