Today is special

Greedy doctors are hoarding the Percocette.

Naah, most doctors are good--they're just afraid that John Ashcroft's people are monitoring their prescription records.
 
SlickTony said:
Naah, most doctors are good--they're just afraid that John Ashcroft's people are monitoring their prescription records.

They should be.
 
17 MARCH

Paddy's day. Pork pie, guiness and Jameson Irish whisky chasers in the local bar.

Now who wants a fookin' foit? Come owan, oil tek the lot ev ye owan.
 
Some background on your pints, Joe

The Celts seem to have first been recorded by the Greeks as Keltoi deriving from a native word perhaps meaning 'hidden people'. This may have been a reference to the their lack of written history - some say writing was banned by the druid class - apart from gravestones and pottery until the 6th century AD. The Celtic culture seems to have originated in central Europe around the Danube basin, the Alps and parts of France and Germany around 1200 BC, as farming communities who became expert iron-workers. By 600 BC they were thought to have spread into Spain and Portugal and, following this, Britain, Ireland, Greece and the Balkans, although as a tribal political structure never formed an empire. In the first century AD the European Celts were largely defeated by the Romans and Germanic tribes and following the Roman invasion of Britain in 43 AD, the subsequent Roman Occupation and the arrival of continental tribes most notably the Angles and Saxons in the 5th century, the Celtic cultural was pushed to the edges of Britain. It is regarded as having survived most energetically in Ireland.
. . .
Strabo (1st cent. BC – 1st cent AD) V, 5, 5
... our information is even more uncertain than it is for Ireland on account of its distance; for people locate it as the most northerly of lands to which a name is given. ... those who live close to the frozen zone have a total lack of some cultivated crops and domesticated animals and a shortage of others, and that they live on millet and vegetables, fruit and roots. Those who have grain and honey, he says, also make a drink from them. The grain itself they thresh in large barns to which they bring the ears for storage, since they do not have clear sunshine. For threshing floors are useless owing to the lack of sun…

Pagan Ireland
 
lucky-E-leven said:
Thanks Lew! It is a sad state of affairs that there are so many occupations that require people to be away from their loved ones. My brother-in-law is one of many loved ones my family and friends must live without at times. It is very frightening and lonely most times and keeping up with the news is almost unbearable. But each of these men and women are special and unique and should receive as much understanding as you show. Thanks. It means a lot.

~lucky


Lucky,

I say I know from experience.

I remember going on what thankfully turned out to be my last long tour. (6 Months) My daughter was 3, and I vividly remember the last strong hug I had from her the last bedtime before I left in the early hours. Her little arms around me was a feeling I'll never forget.

Then there was the moment when I had to go back after R&R during the same tour. She wouldn't speak to me or acknowledge me for the last couple of hours before I left. She, couldn't bear for me to go, so in her own mind she sent me away early as it were. That hurt immensely, but we understood.

It was almost all worth it however when I finally came home. She just sat on my lap straddling me, and hugged me so tight. Then she would sit back, smile and giggle, then hug me tight again. This went on repeatedly for ten minutes or more. It brings a tear to my eye to remember it.

It has been said that to fully appreciate what we have, we need to be without it.

But the suffering for all family members concerned is immense.

Those that are away in the service of our countries and ourselves, should always be in our thoughts.

They certainly are mine.

Always!
 
March 18

Before it's over (here) I want to say that today is my 'baby' brother's 47th birthday. My younger son and I are meeting him, his wife, and daughter for dinner at Little Joe's, a fine SF homestyle Italian restaurant.

I was 10 when my brother was born and have loved him since. I was like his second mother as our father died when he was only a few months old, but in the last few years he's been like a father to me at times. We truly adore each other and I cannot imagine life without him. He's one of the best men I know.

Perdita :heart:
 
Hugs and kisses to P, and best wishes to P's brother on his birthday. Have fun, lady.

~lucky:heart:
 
Today is special because for the second time in a week, I have received very positive feedback (I wish the people had left addresses so I could thank them) for a story I submitted quite a long time ago (it was the 2nd) which was the lowest-rated of all my stories and for which, at the time, I received my first pan. It's nice to encounter people who recognize literature when they see it :nana:

Otherwise, not; it promises to be another painful day. My shoulder hasn't gotten better; it's gotten worse. Yesterday I was practically crying from the pain, and I called my regular doctor to try to get in to see him on the way home from work, but their last appointment was for 4:30 and it was 4:40, approximately. So I stopped in at the McClinic, where the doctor gave me prescriptions for stronger pain pills, muscle relaxers, anti-inflammatories, and sleep aids, which came up to about $100. He also gave me a referral for physical therapy.

What I really find worrisome is that my right hand is half numb.
 
23 MARCH


So, not many special days while I was away, I see...

Ne-mind.

I've had a very special day last week, but

but the clouds.

Today. Today. Today I

started new song,
finished a scene in my stalled script,
drank a can of Pimm's,
ate a falafel,
payed a bill,
made my son a tuna mayo bagel for lunch,
saw the "Special Magnolia", as the plaque in my local park describes it, in blossom.
 
Sub Joe said:
23 MARCH


So, not many special days while I was away, I see...

Ne-mind.

I've had a very special day last week, but

but the clouds.

Today. Today. Today I

started new song,
finished a scene in my stalled script,
drank a can of Pimm's,
ate a falafel,
payed a bill,
made my son a tuna mayo bagel for lunch,
saw the "Special Magnolia", as the plaque in my local park describes it, in blossom.

Hello Joe, nice to see you've been specialing, wondered where you'd been, Monty asked if I'd seen you about recently.

Today is special for me cos I did nothing special, which is unusual, I normally manage a special thing or two, but today I wasn't in the mood, so I took advice from Monty, and did fuck all. Have you noticed that, cat's are cleverer than us, if there's nothing to do, they don't do it, they don't arse about cleaning up, fiddling with things that don't need fiddling with for the sake of doing something, they just crash out on the floor and don't do anything that doesn't need doing.

pops............In serious need of something to do.
 
Today is special because I get off from work an hour early to go to a farewell party for a workmate. I can drink wine and then just go home.

Also special having Joe back, and that magnolias (all sorts) are blooming here too.

Perdita
 
and don't do anything that doesn't need doing.

Except when they decide to eat 4 feet of blind cord and then need surgery to have it removed from their digestive tracts.
 
SlickTony said:
Except when they decide to eat 4 feet of blind cord and then need surgery to have it removed from their digestive tracts.

:D there is that of course.
 
Don't forget, peeps -- tomorrow will be special too. Or your money back.
 
Sub Joe said:
Don't forget, peeps -- tomorrow will be special too. Or your money back.
I believe that you believe it, mate; that's enough hope for me. P. :kiss:
 
25th will be a very special day, it will be the day when I get half of the money I need to pay my rent. Time to go and get one of them little yellow papers again...:rolleyes:
 
24 MARCH

Ponced about in town in my tee shirt showing off my new muscles after morning workout. Got nice looks from women, so I must be giving off pheromones too.

Saw the coolest rocker ever, Charlie Watts, in Soho and said hi.

Flexibility has improved. Still can't touch the end of my knob with my tongue though :(
 
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