CHAT I'm noticing that some folks here seem to be going BEYOND the ragged edge of self-control

abby normal

abby normal

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Millwright said:
That's good schtuff. :lkick:

I have one of their stainless coffee mugs and love it.

It really does work better than a ceramic type.

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Everything tastes better in stainless steel.

If you're trying to drink more water but the taste is "eh" try drinking it from stainless steel. The difference is amazing.
 
Bps1691

Bps1691

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Double_A said:
I am very jealous!

ETA: We had fruit trees in our large backyard, peaches that were over-ripe and had fallen to the ground were gathered for our "wars".

Everyone had a metal garbage can lid as a shield.

Of course we were 11, 12, 13 yrs old at the time, were ate a lot of penny candy and used the candy wrappers as "juicy peach mush protectors" wrapping a firecracker in a candy wrapper before we inserted the firecrackers into the middle of an over-ripe peach.

When it was "on" we'd light them crackers and toss those peaches over the heads of the other side, hopefully to explode in the air over their heads. The lid was to shield the sweet sticky over-ripe peach guts from raining down. Oh mom hated those wars, she had to do the laundry.....
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We'd do something similar, but with tomatoes and fire crackers. We'd gather up some tomatoes that were just getting ripe from the garden and during the "war", we'd put a firecracker in the tomato, lite it then throw towards the enemy. If you got hit with any of the bits that flew all over when the firecracker exploded you were a casualty.

Work just fine and was great fun, until our parents caught us doing it and whipped or butts from wasting food from the garden.

We tried the same thing with mud hand gurnards with a stick in the center. Pull the stick after they dried, insert fire cracker and throw towards the enemy. The dried mud stung, so we preferred the tomatoes.

Isn't it strange that somehow when we were kids, we could buy firecrackers at the hardware store year round and for weeks before the 4th at the neighborhood grocery stores, yet none of us blew off a finger or hurt a eye/ear?

Heck, based upon what was acceptable back then, would get a parent locked up for life and the kids taken away. Guess we were either smarter, tougher or luckier than the young of today. Seems all most of them can do is use their thumbs, sit on their butts and play on their cell phone.
 
West

West

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Bps1691 said:
We'd do something similar, but with tomatoes and fire crackers. We'd gather up some tomatoes that were just getting ripe from the garden and during the "war", we'd put a firecracker in the tomato, lite it then throw towards the enemy. If you got hit with any of the bits that flew all over when the firecracker exploded you were a casualty.

Work just fine and was great fun, until our parents caught us doing it and whipped or butts from wasting food from the garden.

We tried the same thing with mud hand gurnards with a stick in the center. Pull the stick after they dried, insert fire cracker and throw towards the enemy. The dried mud stung, so we preferred the tomatoes.

Isn't it strange that somehow when we were kids, we could buy firecrackers at the hardware store year round and for weeks before the 4th at the neighborhood grocery stores, yet none of us blew off a finger or hurt a eye/ear?

Heck, based upon what was acceptable back then, would get a parent locked up for life and the kids taken away. Guess we were either smarter, tougher or luckier than the young of today. Seems all most of them can do is use their thumbs, sit on their butts and play on their cell phone.
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Reminds me of the dangerous mud clods fights we had. The rules was it had to be soft mud and no rocks! That was it! We lived right on the east side of Folsom lake and the mud was clay like so... Recall getting hit in the head a few times, though it's a vary muddy memory...
 
Grouchy Granny

Grouchy Granny

Deceased
MinnesotaSmith said:
Better a bath. In cold water. A nondeclawed cat. :dvl1:
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Fortunately, the one we had to bathe (well, the gkid did) after he got skunked, actually likes water and will jump into the tub with you. The others? Unh no way Jose! They can just stink, but they are also not stupid like the one who got skunked.
 
Grouchy Granny

Grouchy Granny

Deceased
I just take my stress out on bread dough or by cooking something involved - love Julia Child and have made a lot of hers.

Unfortunately, it's been too hot here to bake lately or even use the oven much.

Once it cools off and I can get back into the non-air conditioned sewing room I'll get back to quilting which also calms me down.

Which reminds me - Dennis, we're still waiting for bread recipes!
 
homepark

homepark

Resist
The highs and lows of the past two weeks: Got a call from a neighbor who feeds the local barn cats turned strays. She is all a twitter says that one of the big cats beat up a kitten. I go over. I thought he was dead....curled up in the sun on a very hot day. I picked him, he stirred a little and then woke up. He was pretty beat up. Took him to the emergency vet. Might lose one eye, gave me 2 eye drop meds, one oral, and an oral pain reliever. So I played nurse to a young beatup kitten for 3 days. He liked to snuggle and would crawl up my chest and curl up under my beard. The 3rd morning, I went into his seclusion room, to keep him away from the other cat. He was dead. I cried like a baby for a half hour. Went to my wife and I could hardly talk. I knew what I needed to do after dropping him off for cremation. I checked craigslist and someone had just posted a stray kitten. I met up with the foster folks, and brough Apollo home that evening. He was very shy and skittish, but in one week he was climbing over the baby gate at the seclusion room door. I still get teary eyed thinking about that poor beatup kitten. However, the new kitten, at 10 weeks, is tearing through the house doing kitten type things. I have scratches up and down my arms as he learns to control his claws. (He is getting better at that in just 2 weeks). The old cat is tolerating a younger brother. I make sure older cat gets as much attention. Little kitten Apollo, has warmed up to people quite a bit, and often comes to sit on my laptop keyboard to get his pets and affection. I have a soft spot in my heart for the vulnerable animals on 2 and 4 legs. It was good to be reminded that all stories do not have a happy ending, that dwelling on the negative will drive you crazy, and that replacing grief and anger with something good is its own cure. Achilles, RIP; Apollo, welcome to our world.
 

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Jonas Parker

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Dennis Olson said:
I'm noticing that some folks here seem to be going BEYOND the ragged edge of self-control
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Mary Contrary

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Dennis Olson said:
I've been noticing over the past couple of weeks, that multiple TBers seem to be well on their way to some kind of emotional meltdown. (You know who you are.) While I can certainly understand why this is happening (Lord knows I feel the "tug of madness" at the edges of my consciousness - heh), you've got to hang on. You'll be no good to yourselves or your loved ones if you end up sitting in a corner glassy-eyed and drooling.

Now is the time. The Fourth Turning is upon us. Revolution is in the air, and a revolution that we MUST WIN. Falling apart mentally is not a luxury any of us can afford right now. We all need to stay absolutely frosty and 100% in control. Those of you on the edge might want to unplug from the Internet for awhile and go do something else. Anything else. But not just sit here drinking from the Cup Of Doom. It's not healthy.

Hang on folks, it gets bumpy from here....
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The world news doesn't bother me so much. I find it boring. It's my life that is falling apart. Hoping for a divorce soon. Then i will have more money. Now i am dirt poor. Very isolated in the country and i feel like my house is my prison. I feel trapped and just don't want to be here. I am sorry i left the city 20 yrs ago. I am old and all alone. I don't know how much longer i can hold on. I worry about winter cuz i have no one to shovel my long walkway and can't do it myself. My ex used to come here and do it 2x a week. I am thinking of putting an add in peoples mailbox looking for a kid to shovel. I will ask the man across the road if he can plow for me 2x a wk. I might have more money by winter to pay him. If i can't shovel then i can't get to the store. It's July and i am worried sick about winter. And now my brakes are going. This old man said he will fix them soon. I had to cancel doc appt and dentist appt. cuz brakes are scraping.
 
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summerthyme

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Mary... I'd suggest you contact the County elder services (not sure what they're called... start by calling county social services and ask them) and see about options... you woukd probably be safer, happier and better off in one of the low-income apartments for the elderly. They generally charge ren't according to your ability to pay. And most of them have access to transportation to grocery stores and other services.

Since you didn't mind living in the city, it shouldn't be much of a adjustment, and thungs like lawn mowing and shoveling snow won't be your responsibility...

I wish you luck...

Summerthyme
 
jward

jward

passin' thru
homepark said:
The highs and lows of the past two weeks: Got a call from a neighbor who feeds the local barn cats turned strays. She is all a twitter says that one of the big cats beat up a kitten. I go over. I thought he was dead....curled up in the sun on a very hot day. I picked him, he stirred a little and then woke up. He was pretty beat up. Took him to the emergency vet. Might lose one eye, gave me 2 eye drop meds, one oral, and an oral pain reliever. So I played nurse to a young beatup kitten for 3 days. He liked to snuggle and would crawl up my chest and curl up under my beard. The 3rd morning, I went into his seclusion room, to keep him away from the other cat. He was dead. I cried like a baby for a half hour. Went to my wife and I could hardly talk. I knew what I needed to do after dropping him off for cremation. I checked craigslist and someone had just posted a stray kitten. I met up with the foster folks, and brough Apollo home that evening. He was very shy and skittish, but in one week he was climbing over the baby gate at the seclusion room door. I still get teary eyed thinking about that poor beatup kitten. However, the new kitten, at 10 weeks, is tearing through the house doing kitten type things. I have scratches up and down my arms as he learns to control his claws. (He is getting better at that in just 2 weeks). The old cat is tolerating a younger brother. I make sure older cat gets as much attention. Little kitten Apollo, has warmed up to people quite a bit, and often comes to sit on my laptop keyboard to get his pets and affection. I have a soft spot in my heart for the vulnerable animals on 2 and 4 legs. It was good to be reminded that all stories do not have a happy ending, that dwelling on the negative will drive you crazy, and that replacing grief and anger with something good is its own cure. Achilles, RIP; Apollo, welcome to our world.
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Aww. So sweet of you :( Thank you for being a good guy- the kitties, and the rest of us, need ya!

..reminded me that the first goat kid I had to intervene to save was sold to a family where the hubby was
adamently against the idea of adding goats. I have a picture of him, with that "goat he didn't want" curled up
under his beard :D

I look at it from time to time when I need to smile...and now I have a sweet kitty & his two legged friend to think of as well.
 
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raven

TB Fanatic
yes, yes . . . you are conservatives . . . rightist . . . you must always maintain the semblance of propriety regardless of the in your fave insanity of the left . . . even when a can of beans is determined to be racist.
simmer down
 
Nowski

Nowski

Let's Go Brandon!
I am a very pessimistic, conspiracy theorist/doomer/prepper/survivalist.

What is happening right now, in regards to the
Black Lives Matter takeover of the ZUSA,
I have seen in many nightmares, over several decades.

I have always believed, that the ZUSA would be the next
South Africa, which is happening right now, at a very fast pace.

However, at no time, until now, did I ever expect to be alive,
to see the ZUSA fall to the POS African race,
and I believe with 100% certainty, that nothing can or
will be done, to stop this nation from being destroyed,
by a 3rd world savage feral pavement ape, so called race.

My worst nightmares, will most likely also come to pass,
+100 million Africans, most from western Africa,
being brought over to the ZUSA, once the POS damocraps
regain full control, over the ZUSA federal government,
in the November 2020 elections.

White race will be gone by 2030. I had always believed that it
would be 2050, but not now. White race has just 10 years to
get ready to migrate out of the ZUSA, to other nations that
are friendly towards the White race.

I am glad that I am old, and will be dead and in the ground
by 2030. My Confederate Southern Heritage will be outlawed,
as the POS Africans wage tribal warfare against the
hapless and feckless White race, which is composed of 85%
race traitors.

That’s it for me.

Please be safe everyone. The end has finally arrived.

Regards to all.

Nowski
 
SouthernBreeze

SouthernBreeze

Has No Life - Lives on TB
To calm myself more and more these days, I am very selective of the threads and topics I read here on a daily basis. That's my way of limiting my amount of doom, gloom, and frustration overload. Even then, at times, I simply have to walk away for awhile.
 
Walrus Whisperer

Walrus Whisperer

Hope in chains...
homepark said:
The highs and lows of the past two weeks: Got a call from a neighbor who feeds the local barn cats turned strays. She is all a twitter says that one of the big cats beat up a kitten. I go over. I thought he was dead....curled up in the sun on a very hot day. I picked him, he stirred a little and then woke up. He was pretty beat up. Took him to the emergency vet. Might lose one eye, gave me 2 eye drop meds, one oral, and an oral pain reliever. So I played nurse to a young beatup kitten for 3 days. He liked to snuggle and would crawl up my chest and curl up under my beard. The 3rd morning, I went into his seclusion room, to keep him away from the other cat. He was dead. I cried like a baby for a half hour. Went to my wife and I could hardly talk. I knew what I needed to do after dropping him off for cremation. I checked craigslist and someone had just posted a stray kitten. I met up with the foster folks, and brough Apollo home that evening. He was very shy and skittish, but in one week he was climbing over the baby gate at the seclusion room door. I still get teary eyed thinking about that poor beatup kitten. However, the new kitten, at 10 weeks, is tearing through the house doing kitten type things. I have scratches up and down my arms as he learns to control his claws. (He is getting better at that in just 2 weeks). The old cat is tolerating a younger brother. I make sure older cat gets as much attention. Little kitten Apollo, has warmed up to people quite a bit, and often comes to sit on my laptop keyboard to get his pets and affection. I have a soft spot in my heart for the vulnerable animals on 2 and 4 legs. It was good to be reminded that all stories do not have a happy ending, that dwelling on the negative will drive you crazy, and that replacing grief and anger with something good is its own cure. Achilles, RIP; Apollo, welcome to our world.
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There's just something about the creatures. They are closer to Paradise than most humans are. Even a chicken can snuggle. Try that with your family!
 
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Mary Contrary

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summerthyme said:
Mary... I'd suggest you contact the County elder services (not sure what they're called... start by calling county social services and ask them) and see about options... you woukd probably be safer, happier and better off in one of the low-income apartments for the elderly. They generally charge ren't according to your ability to pay. And most of them have access to transportation to grocery stores and other services.

Since you didn't mind living in the city, it shouldn't be much of a adjustment, and thungs like lawn mowing and shoveling snow won't be your responsibility...

I wish you luck...

Summerthyme
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It's a very good idea, but i have 3 dogs., and they only allow one. My big one is 12, datsun is 8, and jack russle is 2. I think in a few years when the two older dogs are gone i will move for sure.
 
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Locknload

Contributing Member
Yes I know that feeling all to well in fact I private messages dennis a few years back because I deactivated my account and did not want it hijacked. I was freaking out.
I was getting rude with my posts and need to stop being so stupid. In the years I was away I got the news I was dreading I tested high on the autism spectrum. I got sad very very sad like I was inferior but then God gave perspective I could have never come to on my own. It explained alot so much in fact it freed me. I am different yes I can adapt. I just need to make sure at all times i process data I take my time and let it sink in ask questions then act. Fear is the mind killer and I have more than this life this world. God did not give up on me he will not on anyone that séek his grace.
 
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