Reminded Of A Life's Lesson

[blackhaus7]

I was reminded yesterday of one of the best lessons I was taught while in college. As in all good lessons, it had nothing to do with the classroom. I was digging a hole to plant a tree. More specifically, I was digging in Kansas prairie loam - black clay. The lesson came during my summer job. I was digging in that same loam. Five feet down was an electrical conduit (what idiot wanted it that deep, I have no idea) that needed replacing. When I came in for break, one of the regulars (who I still get so see at the grocery store) gave me the lesson. "Son, there are two things that don't exist in this world - good digging and bad fucking." Words just as true today as then.

 

[LadyJeanne]

Ok, but a woman would disagree with part of the lesson. This woman disagrees with the whole lesson.

There IS such a thing as bad fucking.

And, to me, a gardener, there is such a thing as good digging.

But, don't mind me...carry on...

 

[tolyk]

Ok, but a woman would disagree with part of the lesson. This woman disagrees with the whole lesson.

There IS such a thing as bad fucking.

And, to me, a gardener, there is such a thing as good digging.

But, don't mind me...carry on...

I think this is one of those life lessons that only includes a select group or something.

 

[LadyJeanne]

I think this is one of those life lessons that only includes a select group or something.

Well, sure. Apparently, we all got different "How To" manuals and are forever trying to reconcile our differences.

Who's responsible for that?! Off with their heads!

 

[R. Richard]

I was reminded yesterday of one of the best lessons I was taught while in college. As in all good lessons, it had nothing to do with the classroom. I was digging a hole to plant a tree. More specifically, I was digging in Kansas prairie loam - black clay. The lesson came during my summer job. I was digging in that same loam. Five feet down was an electrical conduit (what idiot wanted it that deep, I have no idea) that needed replacing. When I came in for break, one of the regulars (who I still get so see at the grocery store) gave me the lesson. "Son, there are two things that don't exist in this world - good digging and bad fucking." Words just as true today as then.

If the hole is dug and the tree planted, you will have a lifetime of shade, windbreak and perhaps even fruit. I would call that good digging.

One night I passed up a sure thing chance to fuck a babe I will call Fifi. My buddy didn't pass up the chance. Fifi's old man had an argument and a shotgun. A wedding soon followed. Slim, hot looking Fifi then retired on the job. I would call that bad fucking.

JMHO.

 

[Guest]

some people have to learn the hard way. have you ever seen them? have you ever watched with glazed eyes as they struggle and struggle even when you have tried to help...? and then you think...maybe it was my lesson. maybe it was something i had to learn about that person; they need to do it their way even if i disagree...
still, aggravating!

 

[Lucifer_Carroll]

The secret to digging and fucking both is you got to think and be careful where you put your shovel instead of starting willy nilly without a clue.

Of course, the fact that I used a shovel in the bedroom is probably a significant factor in why I'm not getting any currently.

 

[Guest]

The secret to digging and fucking both is you got to think and be careful where you put your shovel instead of starting willy nilly without a clue.

Of course, the fact that I used a shovel in the bedroom is probably a significant factor in why I'm not getting any currently.

had it been a real shovel and not a spade....i doubt you would have this trouble.
*grin*
you know i love you.

 

[Lucifer_Carroll]

had it been a real shovel and not a spade....i doubt you would have this trouble.
*grin*
you know i love you.

Sigh, is size really that important. I mean I've been told that -12 inches is average. Sure it's technically a black hole in the universe by now, but it's a shovel in spirit. Really. You trust me, right?

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Sigh, is size really that important. I mean I've been told that -12 inches is average. Sure it's technically a black hole in the universe by now, but it's a shovel in spirit. Really. You trust me, right?

Yes, it is important. Very important. And you should be ashamed carrying around a mere spade like that...

*ahem*

So, anyone seen my spoon?



Q_C

 

[Lucifer_Carroll]

Yes, it is important. Very important. And you should be ashamed carrying around a mere spade like that...

*ahem*

So, anyone seen my spoon?



Q_C

Er...this is a bad time to bring up what happened when the spoon got too close to my shovel isn't it?

 

[TheEarl]

Yes, it is important. Very important. And you should be ashamed carrying around a mere spade like that...

*ahem*

So, anyone seen my spoon?



Q_C

There is no spoon.

The Earl

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Er...this is a bad time to bring up what happened when the spoon got too close to my shovel isn't it?

Ahem... That was only once, and I was very, very drunk.



Let's never speak of this again...

Q_C

 

[Quiet_Cool]

There is no spoon.

The Earl

Criticize all you like. It left a bruise on your forehead...



Q_C

 

[TheEarl]

Criticize all you like. It left a bruise on your forehead...



Q_C

I told you! I walked into a doormouse.

The Earl

 

[LadyJeanne]

I told you! I walked into a doormouse.

The Earl

You couldn't help it. The doormouse was asleep in his tea. But he was listening.

Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle...zzzz

 

[Quiet_Cool]

You couldn't help it. The doormouse was asleep in his tea. But he was listening.

Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle...zzzz

Does this mean the guy finally managed to get some sleep?

Q_C

 

[LadyJeanne]

Does this mean the guy finally managed to get some sleep?

Q_C

Meaning? You want meaning? Does your watch tell you what year it is?

 

[TheEarl]

Does this mean the guy finally managed to get some sleep?

Q_C

I am no doormouse good sir. I am a Jabberwocky.

The Earl

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Meaning? You want meaning? Does your watch tell you what year it is?

I'm not wearing a watch, and my walls are papered with several calendars, all of different years, and none this year...

Answer your question?

Q_C

 

[Guest]

And

the Dishran away with the Spoon...

 

[TheEarl]

Hang on. Wasn't I called a dish after my chesty-goodness avs went up? If I'm supposed to be eloping with Q_C, then I have to start packing!

The Earl

 

[Lucifer_Carroll]

I am no doormouse good sir. I am a Jabberwocky.

The Earl

That's great, now give me back my hat you imposter. How will people tell I am mad without my special hat. I mean I am so subtle about it. Weeble Wobble, aliens in the soup bowl, Camila to wed at midnight, pantless wonder ahoy! HOnestly, it's half of being the Mad Hatter. Plus, it tricks the communist penguins.

 

[LadyJeanne]

Hang on. Wasn't I called a dish after my chesty-goodness avs went up? If I'm supposed to be eloping with Q_C, then I have to start packing!

The Earl

Elope with me instead - you won't need to pack a thing.













Maybe your belt.

 

[LadyJeanne]

That's great, now give me back my hat you imposter. How will people tell I am mad without my special hat. I mean I am so subtle about it. Weeble Wobble, aliens in the soup bowl, Camila to wed at midnight, pantless wonder ahoy! HOnestly, it's half of being the Mad Hatter. Plus, it tricks the communist penguins.

No, I tell you, the penguins aren't red! They're not even pink! They just can't tell each other apart so they appear gay. Flirt with them and see.