Isolated Blurt Thread

[MagicaPractica]

Life is finally moving in the right direction.

 

[carsonshepherd]

For once, the timing was perfect.

 

[impressive]

I've never written a eulogy before.

 

[carsonshepherd]

I've never written a eulogy before.

You okay, imp?

 

[Trinique_Fire]

When children grow bored, they apparently will make concoctions with the following:

Ramen noodles
sausage
cheese
beef seasoning
corn

Did you know a dish like that costs a whopping 50 grand in Monopoly money?

 

[fieryjen]

When children grow bored, they apparently will make concoctions with the following:

Ramen noodles
sausage
cheese
beef seasoning
corn

Did you know a dish like that costs a whopping 50 grand in Monopoly money?

Interesting. At least they stuck with all savory.

I remember when I was little, my mom would look through the pantry and find foodstuffs that were past their expiration date. Then we were allowed to "cook" with them.

I'm glad she never let us eat any of it though

 

[Trinique_Fire]

Interesting. At least they stuck with all savory.

I remember when I was little, my mom would look through the pantry and find foodstuffs that were past their expiration date. Then we were allowed to "cook" with them.

I'm glad she never let us eat any of it though

My mom never let me do any of that!!

Bless my adorable little niece and her kitchen skills. It really wasn't all that bad, just too salty. More cheese, less raw MSG.

 

[Misty_Morning]

Ground control to Major Tom..... Ground control to Major Tom.........

 

[FatDino]

Ground control to Major Tom..... Ground control to Major Tom.........

You're getting a webcam for Christmas, woman!

 

[Nirvanadragones]

Thanks for the comfort.

 

[Chantilyvamp]

I need to figure out exactly what I want to do. To bad someone else can't sift through this mess in my head.

 

[fieryjen]

I need to figure out exactly what I want to do. To bad someone else can't sift through this mess in my head.

I know how it feels I wish you success.

 

[Vermilion]

run run, must go for run.
x
V

 

[rgraham666]

run run, must go for run.
x
V

I'll chase you, if you want.

 

[Vermilion]

I'll chase you, if you want.

<considers>
That oughta do it. Thanks

<runs away>
x
V

 

[rgraham666]

<considers>
That oughta do it. Thanks

<runs away>
x
V

(Chases, not too hard)

 

[Fallenfromgrace]

You're getting a webcam for Christmas, woman!

She needs one sooner that...or im going on webcam strike. It's not fair

 

[maggot420]

Then I'm way guilty of obtusity.

I think the fault lies solely within the realm of the execution, my sweet

 

[impressive]

You okay, imp?

Yes, thanks. It took me a while, but I finally hammered it out:

I sit with my memories this evening. They're good ones. Empowering ones. As I reminisce, I think about how I'm going to tell my son that the man largely responsible for his public school inclusion is now dead. I don't want to do it. I want him to go on believing that *** ***** is still with us, still crusading every damned day on behalf of people—like my son—who lack the ability to crusade for themselves. People who have to fight for permission to live in their own homes, attend school with their neighbors, and work alongside their peers. People who are labeled, boxed, and written off as inconsequential.

Of course, ***'s voice is his legacy. It will survive and will continue to affect positive change in the lives of people with disabilities across the state, throughout the country, and even around the world.

I first encountered *** at a conference in 2000. Sitting in the front row of a Q&A session with the director of a Medicaid program, I nearly jumped out of my seat at the sound of a shouted voice from the back of the room: "Hey… hey… hey… hey, Paul!"

At first, I was annoyed at the interruption and the confrontational tone. But as he spoke, my respect and admiration grew. It was clear that he was not going to settle for platitudes and bureaucratic double talk. He demanded answers.

Fast forward two years and the same man was chained to a flagpole in front of the school my son should've been attending with his siblings. The district insisted he must be bussed to the other side of the county in order to receive his "free, appropriate public education" with other the other labeled, boxed kids.

For eleven days and nights, he and several others stayed at that flagpole through some nasty weather. The community rallied around them. It was an amazing experience.

We lost that particular battle, and I struggled then with how to deliver the news to ******—just as I struggle now. The plus side is that, although we believed the cause defeated, it was really just gestating. Five years later, ****** started high school in the school he'd attend even if he didn't have disabilities. There was no fanfare, no media coverage—nothing to mark the event because it should not have been an event in the first place. It should have been—and was—just another day.

But we knew. And sometimes it's enough just to know.

I'm so thankful I had the privilege to know ***.

 

[maggot420]

I know how difficult that must have been to write. Beautifully done.

 

[carsonshepherd]

Yes, it really was excellent.

 

[inlovewithyourghost]

I Found It!!!!!!!

 

[Misty_Morning]

see....redhead.

 

[Fallenfromgrace]

see....redhead.

Flaming one at that

(KIDDING!!!!)

 

[damppanties]

see....redhead.

Where?