The Dino-Aspie Ex-Café (for Those 40+... or feeling creaky)

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Whoa, that was exquisite. They teach you that in the big house? Thanks for the link, one could spend a lot of time there, but I guess you know all about time.

I wuvs you too, and Nansy Pansie, oops. That just popped out. I'll delete it for some Acapulco Gold.

I'm all out of that color.

PS - No one was deliberately omitted from the graffitti incident. I repeat, No one was deliberately omitted from the graffitti incident. If their name is not scrawled on the wall it's because they just happened to be out of town at the time of the crime. That's all. They are not guilty, they didn't "drawl" on the wall, and I can't take anymore guilt at this time. I'm going outside now to throw some excess guilt to the birds.

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I hope you're not talking to me. I love hearing that I'm loved. Get carried away all you want.

Yep, I was, but now I'm not! I tend to create annoyance in the RW when I get all gushy and over-doey.
I am more than happy to do that here!!

ahem.... SAY WHAT!! !! !! Bubba. The NAME is BUBBA.




Ain't got no pokelygold. Got some Jack Daniels, tho. And yew cain't have none.

Yes, BUBBA!! WE WUVS YOU TO ITTY BITTY WIDDEW PIECES , BUBBA!! !! ((smooch))

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Okie Dokie, thought you had a big pokelygold stick, is all. Walks away whistling Okie from Muskogee.

We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee;
We don't take our trips on LSD
We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street;
We like livin' right, and bein' free.

I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee,
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all

We don't make a party out of lovin';
We like holdin' hands and pitchin' woo;
We don't let our hair grow long and shaggy,
Like the hippies out in San Francisco do.

And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee,
A place where even squares can have a ball.
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all.

Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear;
Beads and Roman sandals won't be seen.
Football's still the roughest thing on campus,
And the kids here still respect the college dean.

We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,
In Muskogee, Oklahoma, USA.

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ewww, i think i'm gonna gag on the memories. ewww, stop! polizeee? ....
{wimper - no fair!}


i think i need a couple of hits of "Goodbye Earl" right about now. Back after work! (or sumptin)

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CC, This is what I'm listening to right now. I think you will like it. (Please ignore the video. I couldn't find a good one.)

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SO-JY3FGI2s[/youtube]

Yeah, the time stamp kind of freaked me too. I think I recovered quickly.

I had heard the same thing about the nickle truning black if they were the daedly shrooms. Me being me, forgive me, I think it wouldn't be the amount of nickle in the nickle, but the amount of silver. I still wouldn't use this test, but like some of that old lore, there is basis in it. The wife mentioned to me the plants you had as well, but thought they might be a little bitter by now.

I know I'm probably miles behind with what you guys are talking about, still dreaming here.

Someone posted a dream in another spot and I lit into it smoking a cigar. I saw it as being surppressed, not fitting in, being told to conform and then the nightmarish feel entered it, meaning to me confusion about the why of it. Other indicatores ,other then the feel of the dream. I suspect that many many of us on the over all site would have much the same type of dreams. What I would wonder is when that type of dream was replaced by another. If it might hinge on that "light bulb moment", the big AHA!!. I also wonder if how they (dreams) are added to, by comorbids such as complex PTSD over time, deslexic (sp), Bipolar, AAHD and the list goes on. I suspect the comorbids would tend to keep us still in that "I don't seem to fit" feel and the dreams continue.

Dreams are fine, gotta have em, but as lau put it so very nicely, life excites me again. That touching little observation, moves me almost beyond words. Notice I said , almost.

I haven't had my old reaccuring one in a long time, being lost in school. I've long since dropped the habit of remembering them when I awaken. Fun stuff and I sill am waiting to see what happens with lau and this girl. If I say it enough I might get the seed planted

Interesting, that word, acceptance, has popped up more then a little in my life. 12 stepper programs use it alot. I took the basic meaning of their use of it to heart, well as good as I can. Acceptance therapy, happens to be the method my councilor tossed at me at the last meeting, inbetween my antics with empty pepsi cans. I had to stifle my giggles when he mentioned it, he said it was something from Califorinia, as if that was validation in itself, that it was a good form of therapy. I would have been more impressed if it had some from Switzerland. The therapy, I've used on others, what is wild and all to true at times, it's very hard for me to grasp it when looking at my little oddities. The therapy is just one of those things I stumbled into that seemed to work ok in some cases, wasn't my fault someone actually put it in a more managable form, that others could learn it. But me being me, I'll probably be seconds from death and still trying to figure this all out. But yes, life excites me and I'm odd and I don't give a s**t what others think about me anymore. That's my acceptance. I just so love that line, "Suddenly, life excites me again".

It comes from a coping skill. It has it's roots in a dark side. I think we all devolped our own forms of coping. This little mask of mine, called humor, is an old coping skill, been around since I was a kid. I think yours comes out in another fashion is all. I sit and read what you write, speak of what you do and I wonder, how the hell does she do that. It's the same thing as thinking others do the humor and I'm so void of expressing it. It's in there, depends on if that's the craft you wish to learn is all.

Off subject: I had almost all my teeth out, not so many years ago. Best move I ever made concerning them. Oh how I wish I had done it so many years ago. I know this is an uncool thing to admit or say. That other can pass judgement on you and so on. Screw em. My teeth were doomed from the start, I wore the enamal off them early, I would grind my teeth at night, didn't know it for a long time. Then given that fact that I didn't much care about myself for a long time and...teeth trouble. I am pain free now, although wierd I still can feel them at times and I even get a false tooth ache from time to time. I swear sometimes those dentists are just out to save that tooth just to make a buck.

I found a site dedicated to "street art". They use a lot of different things now. Not just the ol trusty spray paint free form. It's were I ran into the Bansky kick I was on for a moment.

Suuuuurrre, I get caught up and everybody bails on me. That should teach me not to post from the past.

(krex did it)