one of the things that initially attracted me to my husband was his practicality ... (yes, i know that's not romantic, but then, neither am i) ... he was logical, organised, and sharp . i married a reasonably switched-on man. or so i thought . it appears, however, that this was merely a cunning ruse on his part to get that ring on my finger and then attempt to undergo evolutionary regression !. ... do any of these terrible afflictions sound familiar, chickies ? ... cond...
in your dreams ... in your wildest, totally-divorced-from-reality, anything-i-want dreams ... 1/ where do you live ? 2/ what is your marital status ? 3/ what type of home do you have ? 4/ what do you do for a living ? 5/ what is your greatest achievement ?
hands up who gets emails from their parents ? . when my early-sixties and kind of groovy mother announced her intention to go "on the line" (hee hee), i was initially pleased. after all, it has been proven that "use it or lose it" also applies to the old grey matter, and the longer she stays "with us" in the upstairs department, the better, right ?. so when she recently took a short class entitled "seniors new to the net". i was all for this at first, until it became apparent that t...
hands up who gets emails from their parents ? . when my early-sixties and kind of groovy mother announced her intention to go "on the line" (hee hee), i was initially pleased. after all, it has been proven that "use it or lose it" also applies to the old grey matter, and the longer she stays "with us" in the upstairs department, the better, right ?. so when she recently took a short class entitled "seniors new to the net". i was all for this at first, until it became apparent that t...
i have the strength of sixty men, i'm over ten feet tall i'm footed, though i never move, it's said that i can fall in grand ballrooms i can be seen holding up affairs and i can bring the house down if i crack up near the stairs ... what am i ? if you know the solution to this riddle, please make me very happy by posting it ... but if you do post the answer, you must post the next riddle to be guessed by the next successful person, and so on. or so i hope . cour...
the anti-discrimination act came into being as legal direction for people who don’t know how to treat other people ... people who would knowingly discriminate against others unless it were actually illegal . the mindsets of such people are not difficult to imagine ... this world is full of so-called superior beings who would happily take any “advantage” they had over someone they consider “inferior” ...“inferior” being based entirely on grounds that most decent people would now cal...
i know what boys like. i do. because they tell me. i am forever hearing about this mythical "perfect woman" ... this elusive "miss right" ... (ahem. make that ms.) ... that my male friends claim to be unable to find. so i quizzed them until i came up with a list . and to my amazement, not only did they agree on almost everything, this "perfect woman" seems to involve a lot more of words like "understanding" and "secure", and a lot less of "perfect ass" than i expected. although some o...
name something that ... 1/ you are afraid of ? 2/ you want to learn ? 3/ you do not understand ? 4/ you can do very well ? 5/ you cannot do at all ?
no sausages for me, please. it goes against my beliefs . you see, i’m a vaginaterian . *yawn* everything has a label these days. every day, some "new" faction, occupation, phobia, syndrome, disease, condition or definition requires naming . it makes me tired. as if the english language isn’t bastardized enough with made-up words; now we have to put up with up countless new “words” for things which have always existed . do we think we are somehow “approving” homosexuality by “for...
my friend, i am not what i seem. seeming is but a garment i wear; a care-woven garment that protects me from thy questionings and thee from my negligence. the "i" in me, my friend, dwells in the house of silence, and therein it shall remain for ever more, unperceived, unapproachable. i would not have thee believe in what i say nor trust in what i do, for my words are naught but thy own thoughts in sound and my deeds thy own hopes in action. when thou sayest, "the wind blow...
... welcome to miggys' intellectual karate: 1. develop your weapon : learn for yourself the things you need to know regardless of popular opinion 2. respect your power : using a bomb to defeat a bug wastes time and resources 3. confidence as control : doubters will always exist. tell them "no thank you" and then be silent 4. karate is for defence only : if you create and win a battle, then arrogance is your new enemy 5. stagnation is slow death : seek know...
i despise greeting card verses. they assume that i am hoping to express my undying, lifelong respect and utter admiration for the recipient, when all i am actually doing is mailing something because it is expected ... despite the fact that everybody knows how meaningless i think that is. i would like to say something to the greeting card verse "authors" of the world: i hope your cerebral cortexes collectively sever themselves. then i can take over. welcome to the cranky old woman's g...
i despise greeting card verses. they assume that i am hoping to express my undying, lifelong respect and utter admiration for the recipient, when all i am actually doing is mailing something because it is expected ... despite the fact that everybody knows how meaningless i think that is. i would like to say something to the greeting card verse "authors" of the world: i hope your cerebral cortexes collectively sever themselves. then i can take over. welcome to the cranky old woman's g...
damn, this modern world is busy . loud . bright . it seems purpose built for people who require constant aural and visual distractions (assaults ?). it seems the more insular people themselves become, the more aggressive the garish, busy world becomes. nobody has any free mental space anymore. everywhere you go, your mind and ears and eyes and stomach and lungs are filled with the worlds' hurried madness. philosophy used to be an occupation . the value of thinking cannot be change...
my stepmother is a horrible woman. i know i shouldn’t say that, but i don’t care. it happens to be true. if this woman dropped dead tomorrow, my only regret would be that she got an easy “out” from the mess she’s made of my family. for the first time in my life, i actually hate someone, and it’s a terrible feeling. hate is my “court of last resort”. i tried every single thing i could to maintain a relationship with this woman, but i am officially out of options. the years of her inconsis...