Happy Birthday, Victor! I hope it's filled with poetry and ferrets and treats.
Gang culture out in California does all kinds of memorializing. There's this whole thing with airbrushed t-shirts, or painting people on your lowrider. It's really hangs on to the wound of death in a way. And of course, there's the long tradition of gang girls who tattoo a tear under their eye for every year their boyfriend is in jail.
In Greece there are little roadside shrines to mark accidents. They are pretty clearly religious, and are tended for many many years.
In correspondence news, this came in the mail just now:
Hi ocl Mike and ent Fede and Badae Evlen. I am trning. 6. love Ryan.
How much do I adore my super fantasic nephew, even if he is fishing for presents?
happy birthday Victor- and take note of ryan's tactics - it seems to work on flea.
Aerosoles newsflash: these, in black look like perfect skirt shoes, even if I can't wear the heel. These look very nice and standard too.
::drops catalogue in trash::
I think he was supposed to be having a regression due to trauma last week, thus all the hunching and whatnot. He was more realxed even in the opening scenes, until the big robbery.
Happy Birthday Victor!!!
I think he was supposed to be having a regression due to trauma last week, thus all the hunching and whatnot. He was more realxed even in the opening scenes, until the big robbery.
I read these together and got really confused for a second.
I'm watching Real Genius. The litle kid in it looks startlingly like Sarah Jessica Parker. Why didn't Val Kilmer do more comedy? This also reminds me that Spartan was pretty good, too.
Also, this site is appearing in Time Roman and without pictures. Why is that?
Do you build a memorial at the bottom of the basement stairs that little Bobby fell down and broke his neck on? To me it's too much like "I want to share my grief with the entire world!"
That's how it's struck me, in the past.
I think it's unquestionably sharing -- but sharing that, in Brenda's example, is people reaching out to each other in shock and grief -- over someone they didn't even know.
What's wrong with sharing grief? When did that become bad?
As soon as you cross the border into one of the six New England states, maybe.
I figured the people who were gaining from the shared memorials were gaining more than I, who doesn't really care, was losing. So it doesn't bother me much. Reminds me a bit to be careful too.
The occasional cross or whatever on the highway doesn't really ping me, except in a be-careful way. But the street (as opposed to highway) kind of memorial seems to turn into mini-shrine. There are pictures, balloons, teddy bears, notes, dead flowers (nobody goes back and removes the flowers, it seems).
Also, this site is appearing in Time Roman and without pictures. Why is that?
That happens to me occasionally when I'm using BitTorrent, which sucks up all sorts of resources (buffers and such) that my browser and email programs would normally use.