Good Mornin~ Happy Saturday to you all,
Yippie, we got a new water heater yesterday and the furnace is fixed, next is that damn spa!
I have so little to say - I can tell you that Im tired, and men still suck! So not too much has changed :)
Except Jeffrey in Phoenix :)
Anyone want or have a friend who would want to buy a $2999 Bose Lifestyle 25 for 1500 ? Its a little over a year old...
I have to get out of this financial hole im in. I have been unable to find a part time job, since my shift at Poopie Parcel Service ends at 8pm. No one will hire me after I get off. Im going to have to find a new job, that ought to be fun during the holiday season, if not impossible. My family is driving me nuts with the whole "find another job" bit. They are all so optimistic, but there not out there trying. They aren't recieving call backs saying were sorry, or worse, no calls at all.
Well, I must get ready for my long day, talk to you all later, enjoy the day! ~me
November 22, 2002
Well hello there folks~
Just thought it was beyone time for me to sit down and write something of intrest. Not alot new and exciting going on in the house. the hating and cooling man is here as well as the landlord and they are configuring a new wiring system to hopefully buy another year out of the furnace..... LOL, I swear he better go outside and fix that damn spa! Thats my only vice. Going to be another long day! Yesterday at work I took a call from a guy from a company who lost one hundred thousand dollars in diamonds. thye were pilfered from the security box. What a mess! Oh lord I came so close to putting my own job on the line for the sake of the customer. My supervisors and advisors treated this client like dogshit. It was a mess. I was embarrassed to find that I was representing a company that was stealing such a commodity. Well we know that someone will be retiring this week..... Thats about it for now, as there is so much going on here with the landlord here and the heating and cooling people.... the water heater is also being replaced.
Have a great Friday~ Love and Peace to all ~~~me
Just thought it was beyone time for me to sit down and write something of intrest. Not alot new and exciting going on in the house. the hating and cooling man is here as well as the landlord and they are configuring a new wiring system to hopefully buy another year out of the furnace..... LOL, I swear he better go outside and fix that damn spa! Thats my only vice. Going to be another long day! Yesterday at work I took a call from a guy from a company who lost one hundred thousand dollars in diamonds. thye were pilfered from the security box. What a mess! Oh lord I came so close to putting my own job on the line for the sake of the customer. My supervisors and advisors treated this client like dogshit. It was a mess. I was embarrassed to find that I was representing a company that was stealing such a commodity. Well we know that someone will be retiring this week..... Thats about it for now, as there is so much going on here with the landlord here and the heating and cooling people.... the water heater is also being replaced.
Have a great Friday~ Love and Peace to all ~~~me
November 21, 2002
Looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as we have.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special
treat.
Our houses and baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based
paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors,or cabinets, and
when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention hitchhiking to town
as a young kid!)
We slept without flame retardant pajamas, without air conditioning, with
doors and windows open.
Our dogs did not have rabies shots, distemper shots, parvo shots, and we
didn't pour chemicals on them or on us to repel fleas and ticks and
mosquitoes.
We followed along in the big white clouds sprayed out by the city trucks
to kill mosquitoes breathing in the wonderful smell of DDT.
We raced around town without adults on Halloween collecting treats and
eating them as we went along without having them x-rayed first.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the
bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day.
We played dodgeball and sometimes the ball would really hurt.
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, fried fat back for breakfast along
with biscuits made with pure lard, and drank sugar sodas, but we were never
overweight....we were always outside playing.
We played with cap pistols and toy rifles and rubber knives.
We took snakes or frogs or lizards to school, but never guns.
We waded barefoot through muddy water in ditches catching tadpoles and
crawdads.
We cut the grass with push mowers, climbed trees, and walked along the
top of fences like they were tight ropes.
We petted stray dogs and cats and took them home to see if we could keep
them.
We shot off fireworks without supervision or safety precautions and
without getting arrested.
We made match guns out of clothes pins and shot flaming matches at each
other and at passing cars.
We walked or rode our bicycles to and from school in the flaming heat,in
the freezing cold, and in the pouring rain. We were not afraid to accept
a ride home from a total stranger when it was raining. We knocked on
strangers' doors without fear when we were searching for our missing
puppy or kitten.
We left our bicycle lying in the middle of the front yard at night, and
it would still be there in the morning.
There were tryouts for cheerleader and Little League, and not everyone
made the teams. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the same grade as many times as necessary.
We didn't wear designer clothes to school or drive shinny new cars to
high school. If we had a car to drive, we were happy with anything that would
run no matter what it looked like. We had never even heard of seatbelts
or airbags, which probably not done any good anyway with ten people packed
into a Volkswagen.
That generation produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how
to deal with it all.
And you're one of them. Congratulations!
November 20, 2002
Looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as we have.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special
treat.
Our houses and baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based
paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors,or cabinets, and
when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention hitchhiking to town
as a young kid!)
We slept without flame retardant pajamas, without air conditioning, with
doors and windows open.
Our dogs did not have rabies shots, distemper shots, parvo shots, and we
didn't pour chemicals on them or on us to repel fleas and ticks and
mosquitoes.
We followed along in the big white clouds sprayed out by the city trucks
to kill mosquitoes breathing in the wonderful smell of DDT.
We raced around town without adults on Halloween collecting treats and
eating them as we went along without having them x-rayed first.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the
bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day.
We played dodgeball and sometimes the ball would really hurt.
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, fried fat back for breakfast along
with biscuits made with pure lard, and drank sugar sodas, but we were never
overweight....we were always outside playing.
We played with cap pistols and toy rifles and rubber knives.
We took snakes or frogs or lizards to school, but never guns.
We waded barefoot through muddy water in ditches catching tadpoles and
crawdads.
We cut the grass with push mowers, climbed trees, and walked along the
top of fences like they were tight ropes.
We petted stray dogs and cats and took them home to see if we could keep
them.
We shot off fireworks without supervision or safety precautions and
without getting arrested.
We made match guns out of clothes pins and shot flaming matches at each
other and at passing cars.
We walked or rode our bicycles to and from school in the flaming heat,in
the freezing cold, and in the pouring rain. We were not afraid to accept
a ride home from a total stranger when it was raining. We knocked on
strangers' doors without fear when we were searching for our missing
puppy or kitten.
We left our bicycle lying in the middle of the front yard at night, and
it would still be there in the morning.
There were tryouts for cheerleader and Little League, and not everyone
made the teams. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the same grade as many times as necessary.
We didn't wear designer clothes to school or drive shinny new cars to
high school. If we had a car to drive, we were happy with anything that would
run no matter what it looked like. We had never even heard of seatbelts
or airbags, which probably not done any good anyway with ten people packed
into a Volkswagen.
That generation produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how
to deal with it all.
And you're one of them. Congratulations!
Looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as we have.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special
treat.
Our houses and baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based
paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors,or cabinets, and
when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention hitchhiking to town
as a young kid!)
We slept without flame retardant pajamas, without air conditioning, with
doors and windows open.
Our dogs did not have rabies shots, distemper shots, parvo shots, and we
didn't pour chemicals on them or on us to repel fleas and ticks and
mosquitoes.
We followed along in the big white clouds sprayed out by the city trucks
to kill mosquitoes breathing in the wonderful smell of DDT.
We raced around town without adults on Halloween collecting treats and
eating them as we went along without having them x-rayed first.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the
bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day.
We played dodgeball and sometimes the ball would really hurt.
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, fried fat back for breakfast along
with biscuits made with pure lard, and drank sugar sodas, but we were never
overweight....we were always outside playing.
We played with cap pistols and toy rifles and rubber knives.
We took snakes or frogs or lizards to school, but never guns.
We waded barefoot through muddy water in ditches catching tadpoles and
crawdads.
We cut the grass with push mowers, climbed trees, and walked along the
top of fences like they were tight ropes.
We petted stray dogs and cats and took them home to see if we could keep
them.
We shot off fireworks without supervision or safety precautions and
without getting arrested.
We made match guns out of clothes pins and shot flaming matches at each
other and at passing cars.
We walked or rode our bicycles to and from school in the flaming heat,in
the freezing cold, and in the pouring rain. We were not afraid to accept
a ride home from a total stranger when it was raining. We knocked on
strangers' doors without fear when we were searching for our missing
puppy or kitten.
We left our bicycle lying in the middle of the front yard at night, and
it would still be there in the morning.
There were tryouts for cheerleader and Little League, and not everyone
made the teams. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the same grade as many times as necessary.
We didn't wear designer clothes to school or drive shinny new cars to
high school. If we had a car to drive, we were happy with anything that would
run no matter what it looked like. We had never even heard of seatbelts
or airbags, which probably not done any good anyway with ten people packed
into a Volkswagen.
That generation produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how
to deal with it all.
And you're one of them. Congratulations!
Looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as we have.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special
treat.
Our houses and baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based
paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors,or cabinets, and
when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention hitchhiking to town
as a young kid!)
We slept without flame retardant pajamas, without air conditioning, with
doors and windows open.
Our dogs did not have rabies shots, distemper shots, parvo shots, and we
didn't pour chemicals on them or on us to repel fleas and ticks and
mosquitoes.
We followed along in the big white clouds sprayed out by the city trucks
to kill mosquitoes breathing in the wonderful smell of DDT.
We raced around town without adults on Halloween collecting treats and
eating them as we went along without having them x-rayed first.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the
bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day.
We played dodgeball and sometimes the ball would really hurt.
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, fried fat back for breakfast along
with biscuits made with pure lard, and drank sugar sodas, but we were never
overweight....we were always outside playing.
We played with cap pistols and toy rifles and rubber knives.
We took snakes or frogs or lizards to school, but never guns.
We waded barefoot through muddy water in ditches catching tadpoles and
crawdads.
We cut the grass with push mowers, climbed trees, and walked along the
top of fences like they were tight ropes.
We petted stray dogs and cats and took them home to see if we could keep
them.
We shot off fireworks without supervision or safety precautions and
without getting arrested.
We made match guns out of clothes pins and shot flaming matches at each
other and at passing cars.
We walked or rode our bicycles to and from school in the flaming heat,in
the freezing cold, and in the pouring rain. We were not afraid to accept
a ride home from a total stranger when it was raining. We knocked on
strangers' doors without fear when we were searching for our missing
puppy or kitten.
We left our bicycle lying in the middle of the front yard at night, and
it would still be there in the morning.
There were tryouts for cheerleader and Little League, and not everyone
made the teams. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the same grade as many times as necessary.
We didn't wear designer clothes to school or drive shinny new cars to
high school. If we had a car to drive, we were happy with anything that would
run no matter what it looked like. We had never even heard of seatbelts
or airbags, which probably not done any good anyway with ten people packed
into a Volkswagen.
That generation produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how
to deal with it all.
And you're one of them. Congratulations!
Looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as we have.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special
treat.
Our houses and baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based
paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors,or cabinets, and
when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention hitchhiking to town
as a young kid!)
We slept without flame retardant pajamas, without air conditioning, with
doors and windows open.
Our dogs did not have rabies shots, distemper shots, parvo shots, and we
didn't pour chemicals on them or on us to repel fleas and ticks and
mosquitoes.
We followed along in the big white clouds sprayed out by the city trucks
to kill mosquitoes breathing in the wonderful smell of DDT.
We raced around town without adults on Halloween collecting treats and
eating them as we went along without having them x-rayed first.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the
bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day.
We played dodgeball and sometimes the ball would really hurt.
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, fried fat back for breakfast along
with biscuits made with pure lard, and drank sugar sodas, but we were never
overweight....we were always outside playing.
We played with cap pistols and toy rifles and rubber knives.
We took snakes or frogs or lizards to school, but never guns.
We waded barefoot through muddy water in ditches catching tadpoles and
crawdads.
We cut the grass with push mowers, climbed trees, and walked along the
top of fences like they were tight ropes.
We petted stray dogs and cats and took them home to see if we could keep
them.
We shot off fireworks without supervision or safety precautions and
without getting arrested.
We made match guns out of clothes pins and shot flaming matches at each
other and at passing cars.
We walked or rode our bicycles to and from school in the flaming heat,in
the freezing cold, and in the pouring rain. We were not afraid to accept
a ride home from a total stranger when it was raining. We knocked on
strangers' doors without fear when we were searching for our missing
puppy or kitten.
We left our bicycle lying in the middle of the front yard at night, and
it would still be there in the morning.
There were tryouts for cheerleader and Little League, and not everyone
made the teams. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the same grade as many times as necessary.
We didn't wear designer clothes to school or drive shinny new cars to
high school. If we had a car to drive, we were happy with anything that would
run no matter what it looked like. We had never even heard of seatbelts
or airbags, which probably not done any good anyway with ten people packed
into a Volkswagen.
That generation produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how
to deal with it all.
And you're one of them. Congratulations!
Looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as we have.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special
treat.
Our houses and baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based
paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors,or cabinets, and
when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention hitchhiking to town
as a young kid!)
We slept without flame retardant pajamas, without air conditioning, with
doors and windows open.
Our dogs did not have rabies shots, distemper shots, parvo shots, and we
didn't pour chemicals on them or on us to repel fleas and ticks and
mosquitoes.
We followed along in the big white clouds sprayed out by the city trucks
to kill mosquitoes breathing in the wonderful smell of DDT.
We raced around town without adults on Halloween collecting treats and
eating them as we went along without having them x-rayed first.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the
bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day.
We played dodgeball and sometimes the ball would really hurt.
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, fried fat back for breakfast along
with biscuits made with pure lard, and drank sugar sodas, but we were never
overweight....we were always outside playing.
We played with cap pistols and toy rifles and rubber knives.
We took snakes or frogs or lizards to school, but never guns.
We waded barefoot through muddy water in ditches catching tadpoles and
crawdads.
We cut the grass with push mowers, climbed trees, and walked along the
top of fences like they were tight ropes.
We petted stray dogs and cats and took them home to see if we could keep
them.
We shot off fireworks without supervision or safety precautions and
without getting arrested.
We made match guns out of clothes pins and shot flaming matches at each
other and at passing cars.
We walked or rode our bicycles to and from school in the flaming heat,in
the freezing cold, and in the pouring rain. We were not afraid to accept
a ride home from a total stranger when it was raining. We knocked on
strangers' doors without fear when we were searching for our missing
puppy or kitten.
We left our bicycle lying in the middle of the front yard at night, and
it would still be there in the morning.
There were tryouts for cheerleader and Little League, and not everyone
made the teams. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the same grade as many times as necessary.
We didn't wear designer clothes to school or drive shinny new cars to
high school. If we had a car to drive, we were happy with anything that would
run no matter what it looked like. We had never even heard of seatbelts
or airbags, which probably not done any good anyway with ten people packed
into a Volkswagen.
That generation produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how
to deal with it all.
And you're one of them. Congratulations!
Looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as we have.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special
treat.
Our houses and baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based
paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors,or cabinets, and
when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention hitchhiking to town
as a young kid!)
We slept without flame retardant pajamas, without air conditioning, with
doors and windows open.
Our dogs did not have rabies shots, distemper shots, parvo shots, and we
didn't pour chemicals on them or on us to repel fleas and ticks and
mosquitoes.
We followed along in the big white clouds sprayed out by the city trucks
to kill mosquitoes breathing in the wonderful smell of DDT.
We raced around town without adults on Halloween collecting treats and
eating them as we went along without having them x-rayed first.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the
bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day.
We played dodgeball and sometimes the ball would really hurt.
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, fried fat back for breakfast along
with biscuits made with pure lard, and drank sugar sodas, but we were never
overweight....we were always outside playing.
We played with cap pistols and toy rifles and rubber knives.
We took snakes or frogs or lizards to school, but never guns.
We waded barefoot through muddy water in ditches catching tadpoles and
crawdads.
We cut the grass with push mowers, climbed trees, and walked along the
top of fences like they were tight ropes.
We petted stray dogs and cats and took them home to see if we could keep
them.
We shot off fireworks without supervision or safety precautions and
without getting arrested.
We made match guns out of clothes pins and shot flaming matches at each
other and at passing cars.
We walked or rode our bicycles to and from school in the flaming heat,in
the freezing cold, and in the pouring rain. We were not afraid to accept
a ride home from a total stranger when it was raining. We knocked on
strangers' doors without fear when we were searching for our missing
puppy or kitten.
We left our bicycle lying in the middle of the front yard at night, and
it would still be there in the morning.
There were tryouts for cheerleader and Little League, and not everyone
made the teams. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the same grade as many times as necessary.
We didn't wear designer clothes to school or drive shinny new cars to
high school. If we had a car to drive, we were happy with anything that would
run no matter what it looked like. We had never even heard of seatbelts
or airbags, which probably not done any good anyway with ten people packed
into a Volkswagen.
That generation produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how
to deal with it all.
And you're one of them. Congratulations!
Looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as we have.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special
treat.
Our houses and baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based
paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors,or cabinets, and
when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention hitchhiking to town
as a young kid!)
We slept without flame retardant pajamas, without air conditioning, with
doors and windows open.
Our dogs did not have rabies shots, distemper shots, parvo shots, and we
didn't pour chemicals on them or on us to repel fleas and ticks and
mosquitoes.
We followed along in the big white clouds sprayed out by the city trucks
to kill mosquitoes breathing in the wonderful smell of DDT.
We raced around town without adults on Halloween collecting treats and
eating them as we went along without having them x-rayed first.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the
bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day.
We played dodgeball and sometimes the ball would really hurt.
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, fried fat back for breakfast along
with biscuits made with pure lard, and drank sugar sodas, but we were never
overweight....we were always outside playing.
We played with cap pistols and toy rifles and rubber knives.
We took snakes or frogs or lizards to school, but never guns.
We waded barefoot through muddy water in ditches catching tadpoles and
crawdads.
We cut the grass with push mowers, climbed trees, and walked along the
top of fences like they were tight ropes.
We petted stray dogs and cats and took them home to see if we could keep
them.
We shot off fireworks without supervision or safety precautions and
without getting arrested.
We made match guns out of clothes pins and shot flaming matches at each
other and at passing cars.
We walked or rode our bicycles to and from school in the flaming heat,in
the freezing cold, and in the pouring rain. We were not afraid to accept
a ride home from a total stranger when it was raining. We knocked on
strangers' doors without fear when we were searching for our missing
puppy or kitten.
We left our bicycle lying in the middle of the front yard at night, and
it would still be there in the morning.
There were tryouts for cheerleader and Little League, and not everyone
made the teams. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the same grade as many times as necessary.
We didn't wear designer clothes to school or drive shinny new cars to
high school. If we had a car to drive, we were happy with anything that would
run no matter what it looked like. We had never even heard of seatbelts
or airbags, which probably not done any good anyway with ten people packed
into a Volkswagen.
That generation produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how
to deal with it all.
And you're one of them. Congratulations!
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special
treat.
Our houses and baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based
paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors,or cabinets, and
when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention hitchhiking to town
as a young kid!)
We slept without flame retardant pajamas, without air conditioning, with
doors and windows open.
Our dogs did not have rabies shots, distemper shots, parvo shots, and we
didn't pour chemicals on them or on us to repel fleas and ticks and
mosquitoes.
We followed along in the big white clouds sprayed out by the city trucks
to kill mosquitoes breathing in the wonderful smell of DDT.
We raced around town without adults on Halloween collecting treats and
eating them as we went along without having them x-rayed first.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the
bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day.
We played dodgeball and sometimes the ball would really hurt.
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, fried fat back for breakfast along
with biscuits made with pure lard, and drank sugar sodas, but we were never
overweight....we were always outside playing.
We played with cap pistols and toy rifles and rubber knives.
We took snakes or frogs or lizards to school, but never guns.
We waded barefoot through muddy water in ditches catching tadpoles and
crawdads.
We cut the grass with push mowers, climbed trees, and walked along the
top of fences like they were tight ropes.
We petted stray dogs and cats and took them home to see if we could keep
them.
We shot off fireworks without supervision or safety precautions and
without getting arrested.
We made match guns out of clothes pins and shot flaming matches at each
other and at passing cars.
We walked or rode our bicycles to and from school in the flaming heat,in
the freezing cold, and in the pouring rain. We were not afraid to accept
a ride home from a total stranger when it was raining. We knocked on
strangers' doors without fear when we were searching for our missing
puppy or kitten.
We left our bicycle lying in the middle of the front yard at night, and
it would still be there in the morning.
There were tryouts for cheerleader and Little League, and not everyone
made the teams. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the same grade as many times as necessary.
We didn't wear designer clothes to school or drive shinny new cars to
high school. If we had a car to drive, we were happy with anything that would
run no matter what it looked like. We had never even heard of seatbelts
or airbags, which probably not done any good anyway with ten people packed
into a Volkswagen.
That generation produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how
to deal with it all.
And you're one of them. Congratulations!
Looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as we have.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special
treat.
Our houses and baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based
paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors,or cabinets, and
when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention hitchhiking to town
as a young kid!)
We slept without flame retardant pajamas, without air conditioning, with
doors and windows open.
Our dogs did not have rabies shots, distemper shots, parvo shots, and we
didn't pour chemicals on them or on us to repel fleas and ticks and
mosquitoes.
We followed along in the big white clouds sprayed out by the city trucks
to kill mosquitoes breathing in the wonderful smell of DDT.
We raced around town without adults on Halloween collecting treats and
eating them as we went along without having them x-rayed first.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the
bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day.
We played dodgeball and sometimes the ball would really hurt.
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, fried fat back for breakfast along
with biscuits made with pure lard, and drank sugar sodas, but we were never
overweight....we were always outside playing.
We played with cap pistols and toy rifles and rubber knives.
We took snakes or frogs or lizards to school, but never guns.
We waded barefoot through muddy water in ditches catching tadpoles and
crawdads.
We cut the grass with push mowers, climbed trees, and walked along the
top of fences like they were tight ropes.
We petted stray dogs and cats and took them home to see if we could keep
them.
We shot off fireworks without supervision or safety precautions and
without getting arrested.
We made match guns out of clothes pins and shot flaming matches at each
other and at passing cars.
We walked or rode our bicycles to and from school in the flaming heat,in
the freezing cold, and in the pouring rain. We were not afraid to accept
a ride home from a total stranger when it was raining. We knocked on
strangers' doors without fear when we were searching for our missing
puppy or kitten.
We left our bicycle lying in the middle of the front yard at night, and
it would still be there in the morning.
There were tryouts for cheerleader and Little League, and not everyone
made the teams. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the same grade as many times as necessary.
We didn't wear designer clothes to school or drive shinny new cars to
high school. If we had a car to drive, we were happy with anything that would
run no matter what it looked like. We had never even heard of seatbelts
or airbags, which probably not done any good anyway with ten people packed
into a Volkswagen.
That generation produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how
to deal with it all.
And you're one of them. Congratulations!
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special
treat.
Our houses and baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based
paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors,or cabinets, and
when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention hitchhiking to town
as a young kid!)
We slept without flame retardant pajamas, without air conditioning, with
doors and windows open.
Our dogs did not have rabies shots, distemper shots, parvo shots, and we
didn't pour chemicals on them or on us to repel fleas and ticks and
mosquitoes.
We followed along in the big white clouds sprayed out by the city trucks
to kill mosquitoes breathing in the wonderful smell of DDT.
We raced around town without adults on Halloween collecting treats and
eating them as we went along without having them x-rayed first.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the
bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day.
We played dodgeball and sometimes the ball would really hurt.
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, fried fat back for breakfast along
with biscuits made with pure lard, and drank sugar sodas, but we were never
overweight....we were always outside playing.
We played with cap pistols and toy rifles and rubber knives.
We took snakes or frogs or lizards to school, but never guns.
We waded barefoot through muddy water in ditches catching tadpoles and
crawdads.
We cut the grass with push mowers, climbed trees, and walked along the
top of fences like they were tight ropes.
We petted stray dogs and cats and took them home to see if we could keep
them.
We shot off fireworks without supervision or safety precautions and
without getting arrested.
We made match guns out of clothes pins and shot flaming matches at each
other and at passing cars.
We walked or rode our bicycles to and from school in the flaming heat,in
the freezing cold, and in the pouring rain. We were not afraid to accept
a ride home from a total stranger when it was raining. We knocked on
strangers' doors without fear when we were searching for our missing
puppy or kitten.
We left our bicycle lying in the middle of the front yard at night, and
it would still be there in the morning.
There were tryouts for cheerleader and Little League, and not everyone
made the teams. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the same grade as many times as necessary.
We didn't wear designer clothes to school or drive shinny new cars to
high school. If we had a car to drive, we were happy with anything that would
run no matter what it looked like. We had never even heard of seatbelts
or airbags, which probably not done any good anyway with ten people packed
into a Volkswagen.
That generation produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how
to deal with it all.
And you're one of them. Congratulations!
November 19, 2002
IF MEN WROTE PROBLEM PAGES AND ADVICE COLUMNS
Q: My husband wants a threesome with my best friend and me.
A: Obviously your husband cannot get enough of you! Knowing that there is only one of you, he can only settle for the next best thing; your best friend. Far from being an issue, this can only bring you closer together. Why not get some of your old college roommates involved too? If you are still apprehensive, maybe you should let him be with your friends without you. If you're still not sure then just perform oral sex on him and cook him a nice meal while you think about it.
Q: My husband continually asks me to perform oral sex on him.
A: Do it. Semen can help you lose weight and gives a great glow to your skin. Interestingly, men know this. His offer to allow you to perform oral sex on him is totally selfless. This shows he loves you. The best thing to do is to thank him by performing it twice a day then cook him a nice meal.
Q: My husband has too many nights out with the boys.
A: This is perfectly natural behavior and it should be encouraged. The man is a hunter and he needs to prove his prowess with other men. A night out chasing young single girls is great stress relief and can foster a more peaceful and relaxing home. Remember, nothing can rekindle your relationship better than the man being away for a day or two (it's a great time to clean the house too!) Just look at how emotional and happy he is when he returns to his stable home. The best thing to do when he returns home is for you and your best friend to perform oral sex on him then cook him a nice meal.
Q: My husband doesn't know where my clitoris is.
A: Your clitoris is of no concern to your husband. If you must mess with it do it in your own time or ask your best friend to help. You may wish to videotape yourself while doing this, and present it to your husband as a birthday gift. To ease your selfish guilt, perform oral sex on him then cook him a nice meal.
Q: My husband is uninterested in foreplay.
A: You are a bad person for bringing it up and should seek sensitivity training. Foreplay to man is very stressful and time consuming. Sex should be available to your husband on demand with no pesky requests for foreplay. What this means is that you do not love your man as much as you should; He should never have to work to get you in the mood. Stop being so selfish! Perhaps you can make it up to him by performing oral sex on him and cook him a nice meal.
Q: My husband always has an orgasm then rolls over and goes to sleep without giving me one.
A: I'm not sure I understand the problem. Perhaps you've forgotten to cook him a nice meal.
Q: My husband wants a threesome with my best friend and me.
A: Obviously your husband cannot get enough of you! Knowing that there is only one of you, he can only settle for the next best thing; your best friend. Far from being an issue, this can only bring you closer together. Why not get some of your old college roommates involved too? If you are still apprehensive, maybe you should let him be with your friends without you. If you're still not sure then just perform oral sex on him and cook him a nice meal while you think about it.
Q: My husband continually asks me to perform oral sex on him.
A: Do it. Semen can help you lose weight and gives a great glow to your skin. Interestingly, men know this. His offer to allow you to perform oral sex on him is totally selfless. This shows he loves you. The best thing to do is to thank him by performing it twice a day then cook him a nice meal.
Q: My husband has too many nights out with the boys.
A: This is perfectly natural behavior and it should be encouraged. The man is a hunter and he needs to prove his prowess with other men. A night out chasing young single girls is great stress relief and can foster a more peaceful and relaxing home. Remember, nothing can rekindle your relationship better than the man being away for a day or two (it's a great time to clean the house too!) Just look at how emotional and happy he is when he returns to his stable home. The best thing to do when he returns home is for you and your best friend to perform oral sex on him then cook him a nice meal.
Q: My husband doesn't know where my clitoris is.
A: Your clitoris is of no concern to your husband. If you must mess with it do it in your own time or ask your best friend to help. You may wish to videotape yourself while doing this, and present it to your husband as a birthday gift. To ease your selfish guilt, perform oral sex on him then cook him a nice meal.
Q: My husband is uninterested in foreplay.
A: You are a bad person for bringing it up and should seek sensitivity training. Foreplay to man is very stressful and time consuming. Sex should be available to your husband on demand with no pesky requests for foreplay. What this means is that you do not love your man as much as you should; He should never have to work to get you in the mood. Stop being so selfish! Perhaps you can make it up to him by performing oral sex on him and cook him a nice meal.
Q: My husband always has an orgasm then rolls over and goes to sleep without giving me one.
A: I'm not sure I understand the problem. Perhaps you've forgotten to cook him a nice meal.
November 18, 2002
Make the call for a lower rate
By Lucy Lazarony • Bankrate.com
Make the call.
A five-minute phone call to your credit card issuer could save you hundreds, even thousands, of dollars in interest charges.
"There's no incentive for them to lower your rate unless you call. The squeaky wheel gets the oil," says Brad Dakake, a consumer advocate with Massachusetts Public Interest Research Group.
Not convinced that a card company will give you a lower interest rate just because you call and ask nicely?
Check out the results of a recent, national survey by the U.S. Public Interest Research Group. Fifty consumers of all credit backgrounds called credit card issuers and asked for lower rates. More than half, 56 percent, scored lower rates. How low did the rates go?
The 28 consumers who landed lower rates saw the APRs on their cards drop from an average of 16 percent to 10.47 percent.
Story continues below
Slicing interest rates by more than one-third by making a quick phone call is pretty impressive. A handful of consumers did exceptionally well.
One cardholder from Colorado saw his 14.99 percent rate reduced to zero for six months. That's quite a deal.
Another cardholder from New Mexico saw the APR on her credit card drop from 31.12 percent to 14.65 percent. Until she called, she had no idea she'd been paying a penalty interest rate.
"She didn't realize that for six months she was paying this outrageous 31 percent interest rate," says Dakake, the principal author of the rate reduction survey and study.
It can't hurt to ask
Why are card issuers so willing to cut interest rates for so many of their customers? For one thing, competition in the credit card industry is fierce. If you're a good customer, a card company is going to want to hang on to you.
"It costs them a couple hundred bucks to acquire a new customer and it's not so easy anymore," says Howard Strong, author of What Every Credit Card User Needs to Know.
And thanks to Alan Greenspan, issuers can afford to make rate cuts for their customers. The Federal Reserve cut interest rates 11 times in 2001, making it much cheaper for issuers to borrow the money they lend to customers.
"They can afford to give consumers a break," Dakake says. "And they'll do it to keep your business."
And while it's not quite a matter of ask and ye shall receive a lower credit card rate, it's pretty darn close. All the consumers who participated in the PIRG survey were given the following sample script.
Hi, my name is [Your Name]. I am a good customer, but I have received several offers in the mail from other credit card companies with lower APRs. I want a lower rate on my card, or I will cancel my card and switch companies.
And that's it. Even folks who dread confrontations ought to be able to handle that. You only need to be assertive for a matter of seconds.
"Additionally, a lot of people would ask for a 10-point reduction," Dakake says. "A lot of people aren't going to get that, but I think it's important to shoot high."
Persistence really pays
Strong, who teaches a class for people with credit problems, encourages all of his students to call their credit card issuers and ask for lower rates. Many do just that. How many are successful?
"I would say three out of four easy," Strong says.
He encourages folks who are denied rate reductions to try again another day. You may reach a more cooperative customer service rep. You may be sent to an agent who specializes in keeping customers who are threatening to leave.
Be persistent and make it clear that you'll close your account if your interest rate is not lowered.
"Persistence pays in these matters," Strong says. "If the rep won't do it for you, ask for a supervisor."
Keep your request simple.
"I personally like the line, 'What can you do to help me out?' " Strong says. "Another classic negotiating line is 'Can you do any better?' "
If your card company won't budge, it's time to start looking for a better deal. This search engine from Bankrate.com can help you search for card deals from issuers from around the country. This worksheet shows you how to transfer a balance to a lower rate card without a hitch.
Looking for a better credit card? Check rates in your area.
"You have to be prepared to move your account if they don't do anything for you," Strong says. "Some of these places are really hard line."
Not everyone who asks is going to get a lower interest rate. But long-time customers may have a better chance than newer customers.
The consumers in the PIRG survey who saw their rates reduced had been with their card companies an average of four years. They were also using only 27 percent of their credit lines.
Newer customers with higher balances may have a tougher time getting their interest rates knocked down. But it's still worth a shot.
"It's well worth a five-minute phone call," Dakake says. "Why would you want to pay even $10 more to your credit card company if you don't have to?"
By Lucy Lazarony • Bankrate.com
Make the call.
A five-minute phone call to your credit card issuer could save you hundreds, even thousands, of dollars in interest charges.
"There's no incentive for them to lower your rate unless you call. The squeaky wheel gets the oil," says Brad Dakake, a consumer advocate with Massachusetts Public Interest Research Group.
Not convinced that a card company will give you a lower interest rate just because you call and ask nicely?
Check out the results of a recent, national survey by the U.S. Public Interest Research Group. Fifty consumers of all credit backgrounds called credit card issuers and asked for lower rates. More than half, 56 percent, scored lower rates. How low did the rates go?
The 28 consumers who landed lower rates saw the APRs on their cards drop from an average of 16 percent to 10.47 percent.
Story continues below
Slicing interest rates by more than one-third by making a quick phone call is pretty impressive. A handful of consumers did exceptionally well.
One cardholder from Colorado saw his 14.99 percent rate reduced to zero for six months. That's quite a deal.
Another cardholder from New Mexico saw the APR on her credit card drop from 31.12 percent to 14.65 percent. Until she called, she had no idea she'd been paying a penalty interest rate.
"She didn't realize that for six months she was paying this outrageous 31 percent interest rate," says Dakake, the principal author of the rate reduction survey and study.
It can't hurt to ask
Why are card issuers so willing to cut interest rates for so many of their customers? For one thing, competition in the credit card industry is fierce. If you're a good customer, a card company is going to want to hang on to you.
"It costs them a couple hundred bucks to acquire a new customer and it's not so easy anymore," says Howard Strong, author of What Every Credit Card User Needs to Know.
And thanks to Alan Greenspan, issuers can afford to make rate cuts for their customers. The Federal Reserve cut interest rates 11 times in 2001, making it much cheaper for issuers to borrow the money they lend to customers.
"They can afford to give consumers a break," Dakake says. "And they'll do it to keep your business."
And while it's not quite a matter of ask and ye shall receive a lower credit card rate, it's pretty darn close. All the consumers who participated in the PIRG survey were given the following sample script.
Hi, my name is [Your Name]. I am a good customer, but I have received several offers in the mail from other credit card companies with lower APRs. I want a lower rate on my card, or I will cancel my card and switch companies.
And that's it. Even folks who dread confrontations ought to be able to handle that. You only need to be assertive for a matter of seconds.
"Additionally, a lot of people would ask for a 10-point reduction," Dakake says. "A lot of people aren't going to get that, but I think it's important to shoot high."
Persistence really pays
Strong, who teaches a class for people with credit problems, encourages all of his students to call their credit card issuers and ask for lower rates. Many do just that. How many are successful?
"I would say three out of four easy," Strong says.
He encourages folks who are denied rate reductions to try again another day. You may reach a more cooperative customer service rep. You may be sent to an agent who specializes in keeping customers who are threatening to leave.
Be persistent and make it clear that you'll close your account if your interest rate is not lowered.
"Persistence pays in these matters," Strong says. "If the rep won't do it for you, ask for a supervisor."
Keep your request simple.
"I personally like the line, 'What can you do to help me out?' " Strong says. "Another classic negotiating line is 'Can you do any better?' "
If your card company won't budge, it's time to start looking for a better deal. This search engine from Bankrate.com can help you search for card deals from issuers from around the country. This worksheet shows you how to transfer a balance to a lower rate card without a hitch.
Looking for a better credit card? Check rates in your area.
"You have to be prepared to move your account if they don't do anything for you," Strong says. "Some of these places are really hard line."
Not everyone who asks is going to get a lower interest rate. But long-time customers may have a better chance than newer customers.
The consumers in the PIRG survey who saw their rates reduced had been with their card companies an average of four years. They were also using only 27 percent of their credit lines.
Newer customers with higher balances may have a tougher time getting their interest rates knocked down. But it's still worth a shot.
"It's well worth a five-minute phone call," Dakake says. "Why would you want to pay even $10 more to your credit card company if you don't have to?"
What a Monday ~ I have decided that its time for MEN to come to me. I am completely finished with making contact any MEN in my life. This includes, phone calls, voice mail messages, text messages, emails, and surprise visits. All weekend I stayed home with no personal contact from MEN. How dissapointing. Why is that.
I am always the one making the effort. And now, its there turn. You want me, come and get me. If you can find me....
So, how was everyone's weekend. Im not sharing mine, this is a new week, and I would much rather have positive information to share rather than keep bitching about how miserable I am here living in this crap state with no money and a shitty job market.
Today should be a good one for me, I seem to be in a good mood today. The moon is in Taurus...
my horoscope says ( focus on direction,motivation, and meditation. questions relating to partnership and marriage loom large. Pull some punches. Dont let everyone know everything all at once. Someone who was previously cool cant keep his or her hands off of you. Very sensual!~) hmmmm.....
Have a great day, ~me
I am always the one making the effort. And now, its there turn. You want me, come and get me. If you can find me....
So, how was everyone's weekend. Im not sharing mine, this is a new week, and I would much rather have positive information to share rather than keep bitching about how miserable I am here living in this crap state with no money and a shitty job market.
Today should be a good one for me, I seem to be in a good mood today. The moon is in Taurus...
my horoscope says ( focus on direction,motivation, and meditation. questions relating to partnership and marriage loom large. Pull some punches. Dont let everyone know everything all at once. Someone who was previously cool cant keep his or her hands off of you. Very sensual!~) hmmmm.....
Have a great day, ~me
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