I know veggies are good for you. I just didn't know "all" they could do for you.
There are just a few days left to tacky week. On Monday it will be Chaucer and Chopin.
Salman Rushdie is speeking Friday night where I work. We had Gore Vidal 2 weeks ago and Konye West in between. I will shoot for culture next week. Just coming out of a funk and plus Lauri is home from Vegas and she thinks I'm funny. She found a few treasures and has been kind enough to share them with us.
So. Do you buy them there, show them off there, buy gifts for them? This is from another country and I am guessing it means something regional. Like the region above the belly button and below the neck perhaps? I am not going to mark this offensive because it is just a sign in front of a business in another country. Nah, I better. The children and all that. Has anybody ever been to one of these. I have been to bars for these but have never shopped at a mall for them. Aisle two? I parked in lot double D. It's so cold it's almost nipply? Okay. I'll nip this in the bud.
Etherial is the new black. Hem does a song, Regina Spektor. Leigh Nash from Sixpence none-the-richer. Etherial.
A few days ago we were sitting in our family room on the anniversary of my moms death remembering her, knowing that my Grandmother died two days later, that Kevin's eighteen year old nephew had his head torn off by a tractor trailer a few weeks earlier and our friend Mary died of a Heart attack. My mother's sister died a week later and my cousin died a week after my grandmother.
So we were thinking. A little crying. A little consoling. A few pictures and a few posts and reposts.
Then several email notifications came in letting us know that somebody replied to one of Kevin's posts. I happened to be on the computer and whoever is gets to read the mail out loud because we share the family room computer while we watch TV.
Somebody had made a remark about 6 weeks after Kevin posted pictures from a Vox Party we attended. It didn't sound very nice. It actually sounded kind of "snotty". It upset him and he asked if I knew who this person was. I said no. I think I had seen the name before but wasn't quite certain who they were.
It started getting on his nerves that somebody he didn't know made a comment that seemed rather unfriendly and critical. He posted about it but took a moment to send an email to that person to let them know he was going to. They never responded so he posted it. It wasn't nice. It was simply about why it is not anybodies duty to correct people on their own Vox and that if you say things that can be misunderstood don't be surprised if it is. Well, it was misunderstood but time was provided for the explanation and nothing came. The post went up. Several comments were posted but none from the person I am describing. Somebody actually mentioned that this person is generally very likable but still no response. Then on the day of my mom's death from Cancer, the day after I posted about being sued by her hospice worker, the day before my grandmother's death a series of snipey, snarky nasty remarks came into our home and prompted me to respond.
This person, again without trying to explain anything or state that there may have been confusion decided to do a post of her own and make it private about Kevin. One of her friends meant to leave a comment on her post but left it on Kevin's accidentally and it wasn't very nice. It was beyond not nice. I had actually just sent a message to everyone telling them about a beautiful tribute my partner had posted about my mom and he reposted something I wrote about my grandmother and how he wrote to her for years without me even knowing he had so that she wasn't all alone in her Nursing home. He wrote to her every week for years. Pretty touching.
So, this person wrote a few more comments and I replied to them and then instructed him to take the post down, and we would both stop replying and commenting because it wasn't worth it. This is even after she instructed him to go have a "smoke" knowing he was in the process of quitting and having a difficult time of it. September is always going to be tough for us. December also because this year will be my first Christmas without my dad. He died and his funeral was on my birthday. My mother was born on Christmas so that kind of kills that for us generally. We try to go on. It's been a tough 4 years for us but in general, other than my big smutty mouth we are pretty decent people. We both have spent many hours volunteering and doing things in the community.
So if somebody posted something and it was taken the wrong way then that somebody, a visitor to another persons Vox, should take a moment to clarify what they said and clear the air. If you wish to be contrary with somebody on their Vox take a moment to get to know them and add them to your "hood", and then they will understand your "persona" and not take it the wrong way. If they do and you are visiting them have the basic sense to recognize it,correct it, and then everybody can move on and be over it. I am pretty certain he never went to her Vox and said anything shitty to her.
I make certain posts private only because they are off color or contain bad language. I have even written to people asking them if they are sure they want to be my neighbor because I can say pretty offensive things. I ask them to read back through my Vox and if they can handle my off the cuff way of speaking I would be happy to have them as a neighbor. I don't assume everybody will get me. Many don't and therefore they don't visit my Vox. If I post a comment I try not to be offensive but know that if I am most of my neighbors know I get a little carried away sometimes and if I feel I have said something really out of line I try to apologize publicly or privately. I do look and see who their neighbors are so I don't cause any panic privately with people having to figure out what they have to do or if they should say something. The truth is that the behavior should be clear by now. When he acted it was very out of character for him. When she did, it doesn't seem out of character. When she posted a hateful post about him she hid it from him. His about her was public so she could at least see what was being said and even respond. She did. her friend did. So, somebody did contact him today and told him about the "Private Post" and that some nasty things were said. What was said we have no idea. They took them out of their neighborhood
Perhaps the people that she knows see it as a misunderstanding, you know, to visit somebody you don't know and leave an ambiguous comment that could be taken harshly. Yeah, that very well could be the case. So she may have wished to clear things up so that this didn't happen.
This is supposed to be for us to get the shit out of our heads that is bothering us. It isn't to add to it and bother us more than the things we're trying to get rid of. My mind is so full and so close to popping right now from all the things I am going through that I think I need a time out. Just a little one. The cramps in my neck lead me to believe I am spending too much time on the computer anyway. His post was about a Party we went to for local Voxers and to tell you the truth, we don't get out much. Kevin has been home for two months staying with Gulliver until he dies. He has to clean up poop, wash blankets, spoon feed him and exercise his legs. He gives him a bath every few days and sits up all night many nights a week because he knows I would if I could. I am in the middle of opening a Cancer Center for women to buy prosthesis and wigs at and get makeup tips and so forth. For my mom. So he gets Gulliver duty. I wish I could but I know that he took care of my mom, my grandmother, and my dad and to see somebody being nasty to him, going behind his back, and painting a false picture of him is just more than I wish to have seep into my family room while I'm trying to put some of it behind me. So Grumble on. It's too bad because we all could have had fun and we do share many neighbors. Now it will just be uncomfortable. Today is my one year anniversary on Vox. Happy Anniversary. I'll post again. I just feel shitty right now. I'm a little hurt as well. But, I am really just grieving a ton of losses. What's one more.
Take a peek. It means so much more when somebody can look from the outside and immediately become an insider. He did a beautiful tribute to my mom and it is not only beautiful because it is about her. It is just as beautiful because he caught her essence and he did it for ... ... . ... me.
He's a good kid.
My mom died on Ramona's birthday and she said she can never forget me because of that. She was a girl who worked for me when my mom was sick. See Ramona. I haven't forgotten your birthday.
I think these were good times for all. I wasn't born yet but this is my Godmother Anne. She's a pretty big Mental Health person in Arizona. I saw her not too very long ago.
Can you believe that she always hated posed pictures.
She loved America and she fell in love with a sailor.
My cousin Peter is still a great guy. Mom and his mom were
sisters and they were close their entire lives.
"I miss you mama. Things are pretty good. Not much going on here. All the kids are okay and little Mikey got his first job. Terrie's new job is great. Kathie's house is having an addition put on it and Little Bobbie isn't quite that little any more. He's in college for music. Fancy that. Tommy has a new tenant. Cindy is living in South Carolina now but working in Tempe Arizona. Has she ever worked even close to where she lives? And me, well I miss you. It hasn't even been a year since dad left us. I hope you two are happy to be together again. Damn, what a slob dad was,lol! Anyhow, I love you ma and think of you all the time.I'm trying to get a store opened for Cancer Patients to get their stuff from. I'll keep you posted".
I love you,
Myke
