Inara: Who's winning? Simon: I can't tell. They don't seem to be playing by any civilized rules that I know.

'Bushwhacked'


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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Cass - Oct 11, 2005 5:30:19 pm PDT #5411 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

and I'm not saying what I want to say
What you did say was really beautiful... He sounds like quite an amazing man.


sarameg - Oct 11, 2005 5:40:04 pm PDT #5412 of 10002

Back when I was in college, one of my dorm mates would startle you by telling you what she really cherished about you. It's something most of us just aren't in the habit of doing.

At my eldest aunt's 50th wedding anniversary, all the sibs told a story or two of their interaction with the courting (since some were 13 years younger, it was hilarious. Apparently, my mom and her little brother interfered in the formal asking for-my-aunt's-hand with grampa.) But the thing that struck me was that there are so many more of these stories, these appreciations. My grandfather wrote 20 pages of autobiography. Stories burble up out of casual conversation. Hell, I didn't know of a half uncle and an exhusband (other side of the family) until I was in my teens.

But what I know is this: I remind my mom of hers, and from what I hear? That's a damned honor (she had a masters in math. In 1930. And would converse on any topic presented.) Grampa Floyd was a terrible courter, nearly food poisoned my grandma with reheated beans on a wood stove (partly why she married him, she said. Otherwise, he'd kill himself. He said he was the only one who would tolerate her bossiness. And he LIKED it.) We still have the wedding ring quilts gramps' family (which included 4 dead wives) made for them. It's history. It's mine.


sumi - Oct 11, 2005 5:50:07 pm PDT #5413 of 10002
Art Crawl!!!

TAR: That was an excellent prize for first place. And seriously, for that team, where all four team members no doubt drive an amazing one.

I am also so very ready for Team Florida to go - also Team Jersey and I'm so very sad that the Boston Team is gone.


msbelle - Oct 11, 2005 5:51:15 pm PDT #5414 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

Back when I was in college, one of my dorm mates would startle you by telling you what she really cherished about you. It's something most of us just aren't in the habit of doing.

I should do more of that.


Kate P. - Oct 11, 2005 5:51:59 pm PDT #5415 of 10002
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love

Thanks, Cass. I try not to idealize him beyond who he actually was, but "who he actually was" was an extraordinary person. (As we were leaving the memorial service, my dad turned to me and said, "I hope they [the people at the service] don't expect all of us to be John Pritchards!")

Back when I was in college, one of my dorm mates would startle you by telling you what she really cherished about you. It's something most of us just aren't in the habit of doing.

I have a friend who does that too! Now I try to do it more often.

It's history. It's mine.

Yeah, this. One good thing about this summer, in the midst of all the sadness, was the sense of being so fully involved with my family and our history: hearing all the stories, looking through old photo albums and scrapbooks. The best picture of my grandfather: sixteen years old, dressed in a suit and tie, on a family vacation through Yellowstone National Park, standing on tiptoe to feed a black bear!


quester - Oct 11, 2005 5:57:36 pm PDT #5416 of 10002
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

TAR: sumi, I totally agree about the teams.


brenda m - Oct 11, 2005 6:03:56 pm PDT #5417 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

TAR: I thought this was a pretty crappy leg, overall. Badly structured, I mean. First off, what's up with the start times? I find it hard to believe they all made it in within an hours' time. And the challenges? The thirty miles difference in distance pretty much determined which bus you were on. Which, ok, that sometimes happens, but when the next challenge is a one-by-one where there's really no chance for any time to be lost or made-up, it's pretty crappy.

Next week - the race car thing? That's pretty fucked-up.

God I hope that odious Italian family goes out next time.


Hil R. - Oct 11, 2005 6:03:57 pm PDT #5418 of 10002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Jessica, on TAR, I completely agree, on both your comments.


sarameg - Oct 11, 2005 6:07:26 pm PDT #5419 of 10002

I should do more of that.

See, I think that too. And yet, you know what? It's hard. It's hard to articulate, it's hard to just not come off as creepy! Kelly didn't do the generic "I appreciate you," she explained what it was about you that touched her. Hell, I can't quite remember what about me she said, but what I do recall is an overwhelming sense of value, care and love. And that's all that counts.


msbelle - Oct 11, 2005 6:14:23 pm PDT #5420 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

see you didn't think it was creepy. I don't think it would come off as creepy with people you are close with.