Well, It seems as if im feeling the affects of this new schedule, 730-400 whew, yesterday, 12/05 it took me 15 minutes to get out of bed, this morning it took me 30 minutes to get out of bed. I thought it would get easier to get up. I have been trying different sleep times to see which one is working best for me, so far 7 hours seems to be enough sleep. 8 was too much and 6, well, much too little. So, sorry I have not posted each day, I'm adjusting....

I miss my friends, Stacey, and Jeffrey (who is finally back online), Richie, Lester, Kelly and Krista, and Josh1 and Josh2. Mattie, Franklin, Nate, and the list goes on.... just thought I'd share...
wowee, we just heard gun shots! yikes! thanks to GOD this is a very thick bricked house. Scary....
well, ha- good night all... I gotta go investigate and be nosy....
~me

What is Whitney Houston hiding...?

All the fidgeting
and the evasive answers
self convincing responses

That ring! Whew-did you see it Jeffrey?
Im so curious to see the full length interview, how much was edited out.

And the pillow clutching, insecurities??
Or, hiding the skinny?

Im confused, I was expecting a terminal illness during her confession.
Does this show pay her well, what's the reason behind this expose~? Sales on the Just Whitney album?
$100 million dollar law suit!
She shouldn't talk about it at all. Be careful what you say girl. Wow, turn off the camera please....
That was an emotional segment, but my lord the commercials are too much.

The daughter comes out, ------ well now. No comment.
I bet she could tell some stories.

Although I did not write about Winona and her shoplifting, I do adore Whitney and her talent.
So this interview was definitely something I wanted to check out and subscribe to her story and see how she looked, how she responds to the questions. Her body language when Bobby came out to sit next to her.
Most interesting. But who has the perfect life?
For whatever its worth, way to go girl.


-------------------------------------------------------

So, If I start my own business next week- (hmm) maybe in 2 years I can retire. How's that for an opening line, as I was propositioned today to join this groupie ladder type sales system, im guessing some type of facial products, as this guy and girl I work with are giving it a shot and the basis was someone who sits on the computer a lot. That's me for sure, so why the hell not.
we'll see what its all about and then you know I'll post my feelings and let you know what's up ... so like I said im guessing the product is face related or youth related, the guy was using a toner for men. Funny last week I went out bought some new facial cleansers. I have been having little breakouts, and my pores could use some shrinkage. Maybe its all the "beep beep" in my life causing the breakouts. I hope you caught the "beep beep".... every now and then its fun to throw that in.
What a fun I have had with that whole situation. So the guy did have a bad complexion the last time I had seen him, and seriously, it was not pretty. Well, he looks amazing, for simply using the toner. So, im curious. If I like it, we shall see maybe I'll have my own Internet business. Your all welcome to become millionaires right along with me. If its all about sharing and having a ladder type business (which I've tried before but not over the Internet ... well that's exactly what I'll do. I did want extra money eh?? As long as its not SPAM.
that shit is for the birds. But I might get some fancy software and get to make fun webpages. I'll keep you posted. Im am optimist, some days ;) Well I think its time to post and go to bed, look for the top 5 to be unleashed next week, im still playing with the layout for that, for now the link just takes you to bonbons2.
Happy reading everyone, Nice having you.
~me
p.s. went to get the disk as usual I forgot it when I decided to sit down and write, (she's a beep beepin in there)..... she must go thru more lube than me!
Yes, ew gross, later bye!

Intuitive Flash Update - Tuesday, December 3, 2002

"Mars Is On its Way - Will Mars be the Trigger for Earth Changes?"


In the Dec. issue of Intuitive Flash, we featured an article entitled "Mars Is On its
Way - Will Mars be the Trigger for Earth Changes?" In it we stated that Mars
would be closer to Earth next year than it has been in over 100 years.
Apparently, we understated the amount of time since Mars has been this close.
According to an article published on Nov. 8 on Space.com, astronomer, Jean
Meeus of Belgium has calculated that "at 5:51 a.m. EDT on Aug. 27, 2003, Mars
will be within 34,646,488 miles of Earth. This will be the closest that Mars has
come to our planet in about 73,000 years." It will be about 191 million miles
closer and it will appear more than six times larger and shine some 85 times
brighter than it appears now. I will update this upcoming event in greater detail
in the Jan. issue of Intuitive Flash.

For more on Mars see the audio tape Pyramids of Mars
http://www.matrixinstitute.com/store/merchant.mv?Screen=CTGY&Store_Code=MI&Category_Code=AT

Sincerely,

Gordon-Michael Scallion
Futurist/Editor Intuitive Flash Newsletter
www.IntuitiveFlash.comwww.IntuitiveFlash.com

Tuesday,
Been sitting here in front of this damn computer since 8 o'clock this morning. Playing with page 2 and working on some new pages as well. Bored out of my mind now, and must get up and move!!! Getting cabin fever.
Enjoy the day ~me

Hello ! It's Monday- WooHoo! new shift stats today, its nice an early too, im wide awake but I can not say that I am coherent!!! Anyway, no Thanksgiving story has posted yet, if at all. I kinda putzed out on that. However I did compile a new page with a story check it out here, I did not want to hear about your lunch today This link will take you to a newly designed layout, with a new color scheme. I hope you like it. Much more content to come !!!! Have a great day !~ me

Welcome to the day after Thanksgiving.
I have alot to talk about, but am quite limited on time this morning. Check back later tonight or tomorrow, perhaps even Monday for most of you, accessing from work, and after the holidays and life settles down a bit before Christmas.
Looking forward to sharing some view points with you- Take care, be safe, spend wisely, and have a great day. ~me

Hello its Wednesday ~

Backing up to Tuesday night, I just had to share the special even that occured....

Its midnight, my roomate Liz has to be up at 5am, Im up to use the restroom and get another drink of water, then back to bed. Im heading down the same hallway as described in the previous post this time with a different destination.
Suddenly Im drawn to notice the sounds of a womans orgasm. Number 1 - yuck. Number 2, this coming from a woman who declares that she is unable to orgasm even with a partner or alone. Number 3, let me tell you the story of Liz and Chris one summer night 17 years old in her Camaro. Well, one hting led to another, who knew what the hell my confused mind was thinking, but I slipped a finger up in her. A few minutes later, she's a panting, and sweat is coming off her forhead, and poof out pops the sudden flush of wetness and she cums. woo hoo. So years go by and she now uses this as an excuse and a crutch, when a man asks the reason why he is not fulfilling her needs by producing an orgasm, she replies, "its Chris's fault"... "he messed up my head".... my opinion, she still thinks someday im going to fuck her, - forget it stupid it aint happenin. So, back to the trip down the hallway, and the sounds of a woman cumming...... I thought for a moment someone might be in that room with her..... then I woke up. fat chance - no pun intended. There was no one in there with her, but I hear her talking as well. Then suddenly it happened, the infamous beep beep, which is the sound that the phone makes when she presses the key to make a selection on the "sexually incompetent chat line". My god! can you believe it. So fighting back the urge to pund on the door and laugh, I thought up something much more clever. I creeped up to the door and waited for her to moan again, as soon as I heard it, I grabbed the door handle and shook it roughly.... and of course - I ran like the wind back to my bed, and hurried under the covers. Out comes the trollop, down the hall to my room, shaken and scared. Out of breath as well. HA!, so im pretending to be asleep right, she knocks on my door frame and says im so scared "HE is back", What I said, whats going on?.... she says it again, "HE is back, and he tried to get me tonight".... she thinks there is a spirit trying get her. When we first moved in she had these dreams, they carried on and on for days. "violent", she used to say. So one day I called up my Indian friend, she brought a few of her tribe over and cleansed the house and the boundaries of it, after one night I awoke to the same dream she was having. Anyway, there is no spirit trying to get her. I told her "go to bed, its late, your crazy, what were you doing when it happened?" her reply was "nothing", I said "were you sleeping?" she said "uh huh".... please, now we all know shes full of crap. So I sunk into my sheets and told her it was the dogs, nothing is wrong, the dogs arent even barking. She agreed and went back to her room..... So, the morale of this story is... lol.... please stop bugging the shit out of me day in and day out, cuz payback is a bitch. Not a spirit.
Happy Turkey eve everyone.....
Peace and Love, me

Good Evening, greeting from Monday night in Tucson...
The holidays are almost here, its going to be time for family to gather, and friends to come together.
I received great news today - My schedule change was approved, and what awesome timing, peak is starting I start my 730-4 shift Monday DEC 2. I'm so happy.
Be out of there before 5 that means 90% of all calls will be professional large account customers that are kind, patient people who wont become instant assholes if something goes wrong with their shipment. I'm so excited. I don't mind being there when the sun is up and going home and finally having a life again.
I see and feel the change happening right now. I like it. On a more personal note I had the chance to finally say and feel that I don't necessarily have to end up with Rich. Its a choice too. And meeting the "unknown to most of you," guy in my life, who is now gone as soon as his little lesson for me flew in and yes is now out again, well long story short... I had a crush, lord knows the feeling was intense, I loved it. And it was finally OK. que sera sera ~ as they say. Its not set in stone completely I'm sure there will be a few years to come before I'm entirely over Rich but I feel like I'm getting somewhere. Thinking about the levels at which he communicates with me even from a distance is clear, its distant. I don't know anymore, the hope is fading. And it breaks my heart, but as long as he is happy and he must be his life has gone on, and he has no interests in sharing anything with me. Its like a bad marriage, hey how are ya, "fine," how was your day, "fine," what's been going on "nothing," yeah month after month after month. No more one word answers since I decided I will ask no more questions. And I will no longer be sharing in my adventures, and keeping him up to date on me. why did I do this in the first place, he never asked to hear it.
Why do I still ask why? More relationship learning, such fun lessons. humph...

So, I will be missing my sister this Thanksgiving holiday, and the usual Marybeth and Paul will not be coming over as they will all be in South Carolina visiting her daughter. Ron's friends that live here in town will not be there as well. Just 4 of us for Thanksgiving dinner. What a change from the norm as Mom usually throws the big parties and is always having a house-full to feed and she loves it. I guess I'm just not sure how to respond to a more intimate setting on this Thanksgiving with just myself, Mom, grandma, and Ron.
But I am loved. So this I keep in the forefront of my mind when I start to think about the pretentious lifestyle my sister and I lived with for so long. You know, having so many holidays where there are so many people there the tight bond of family is so dispersed throughout the group it makes it hard to get up close and personal. So, essentially what I'm saying again is, its gonna be real different this year...... But more change is very welcome ... if intimacy and closeness is at hand with family then I will always welcome that.
Were getting smaller, the family that is.... (for those who might be confused, i'm
referring to my adopted family)


By I'm full of lots of shit tonight aint I.
Just my thoughts and communication,
Back to basics, write write write, this is why I started this, and I'm writing in my room again, I am really liking that,
Kudos to work, there's one positive on list of many, hooray for the holidays even thought his year will be different, 1 (yes only one) cheer for my Richard syndrome ... and thanks to all of you--- love and good night all - me

P.s. while walking to the other room to get the disk to do the transfer from the other computer I could hear Liz, typing away on her "for the sexually incompetent" chat line on the phone, of which by the way has been going on every night for at least 10 years that I'm aware of. Does she really think a quality man or relationship will ever come from that ... beep beep, I can hear it all the way in here, the other end of the house.... oh shut up Chris, shut up.... :)

Here we are ! Monday,~ Last night I set the computer to download 4 complete albums. Queen greatest hits 1 & 2, The Beegee's greatest hits, Jim Croce greates hits, and Bob Marley - Legend, The best of Bob Marley.
What fun. Im over the laundry tragedy. Life goes on. And this week Im missing my friends and my sister on this upcoming Thanksgiving holiday.....Work is going to get so crazy! All you people shipping gifts to your family and loved ones. Im just going to post this, as its taking forever for the "flow" to come, writers block or something.....
have a great one ~ me

Who is the biggest loser in the WORLD! ??? I am !
I forgot I put an black ball point pen in my pants, as we have this new rule at work, no pens and no paper, since some stupid cunt stole credit card numbers from our clients and was sent to jail after using them. All of my whites, including dress shirts and pants, kahki pants, etc are covered in black ink. Im so FUCKED. What a huge mess. I have washed them twice now, and soaked them in a gallon of bleach and tide, nothing has worked, then pen held up thru the wash but not the dryer....... how depressing.
bye for now- me

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

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

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!

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!