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    just got my own bac!

    ooh, bullfighting! it might hurt my feelings, but i do gotta see some of that! thanks for the tips. monkeys?! boat to africa! i'm there! would you believe i didn't even go to the gaudi museum?!! wtf?! i lived in barcelona for chrissakes! i think i thought it was too expensive. what a fucking provincial yankee i was! a trip back there to go to the museum will be a fuckload more expensive! (and when i was in amsterdam i didn't even go to the anne frank museum for the same reason. duhhhhhhh!)

    murph, that thing about the kids not talking makes me so sad! i see it all the time, too. and i totally agree about the test to procreate. why do we let just anyone do it?! i have this conversation with my colleagues all the time. they fully agree. my superintendent has as his email signature something about how we require students to take a bunch of algebra and pass all kinds of academic tests, but we don't ask them to take a parenting course or know how to communicate. we have a deeply fucked up society. and it makes me so sad to think about all those poor children who don't have real parents. they have walking automatons functioning like cogs in a very stupid machine. sometimes when i'm with my son having one of our brilliant conversations, i want to weep as the suffering innocents who don't get what he does jump into my mind. i want to invite them all in to have a taste of what it should feel like to spend time with their mommies.

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      just got my own bac!

      el ruido de afuera the noise from outside
      a mi no me dice nA. says nothing to me.
      mientras tanto, mi niNa, meanwhile, my child,
      tu sonrisa me da verdad. your smile gives me the truth.
      entre calma y tormenta, between the calm and the storm,
      la marea asi nos lleva. the tide lifts us.

      have you seen the video yet? it's a great way to start the day! look at all of those beautiful children! even as refugees in a war-torn country, look at those smiles and the levity in their feet! i am sure their parents aren't texting as they push their children in buggies and cross busy streets. pete, you should be able to understand some of the words. you others who mightn't, you'll get the gist through the visuals and the cognates. tell me how much you like it!

      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gjK4DrDGcWY[/video]]‪Macaco. MUNDO ROTO‬‏ - YouTube

      ...and you get to see my new boyfriend (another waking dream, that!).

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        just got my own bac!

        Murphyx;1155909 wrote: I read a story about how there had been a 58% increase in the number of children with speech and language problems in UK schools. Apparently a huge number of kids start school at age 5, without being able to communicate at all. Not even knowing their own names. This is being put down to the lack of communication between parents and children. Parents are ignoring their kids. I see it all the time; mothers pushing buggies but ignoring the child and just talking on the phone or texting. In the report, one mother, when asked about how she communicated with her child, said "he don't talk to me, so I don't talk to him".

        There really ought to be some sort of competency test before people are allowed to procreate.
        hmmmm. That's a very suspect number, there, murphy. It all boils down to the number of women who don't do a proper job of raising their kids... grrr. That makes the feminist in me roil. That said, I agree with the last part. Education should be a requirement, not an option for the privileged alone. My rich friends have so many more opportunities for this than my poor friends do... hmmmm.

        RudyB;1156026 wrote:
        no more ale in the fridge. i don't know what i was doing ferchrisssakes! i just did it. like somehow i deserved it and needed it. and i drank more than i wanna admit but not for a sec did i feel drunk. darn. what's the point? oh, i like the taste and the full in my belly feeling. and the 'fuck you' aspect still appeals. but i'll channel you next time i'm thinking of pulling into the beer store for anything other than petrol. i really will. i do not want to be doing this!

        it kept me awake last night, that and my little bit of weed,
        Lots to be intoxicated by, as you point out in the rest of your thread. There is and I suspect always will be the allure of alcohol, you know? What's not to like, for goodness sakes? Except the obvious... And somehow taking baclofen seems to make us think we are inoculated against all that. I'm not so sure...
        Many, many, many of us have had blips after indifference. For me they ranged from really sucky to "meh, whatever." Doesn't change the fact that I don't have time or the inclination for anything but life on MY terms this time around. You know? If I get a do-over, and I have little control over the uncontrollable, I want to be fully present to deal with whatever comes my way.
        Have fun at your dinner, and give your mom a hug or a high five from me!
        :l
        Ne

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          just got my own bac!

          btw, here in this country we call petrol gas. and we get it by the gallon and it's CHEAP. Damn feriner types. sheesh. :H
          (don't cave in to Murphy's grand plan to reinstitute archaic language into our modern world. Let's do Spanglish instead. )

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            just got my own bac!

            RudyB;1156048 wrote: murph, that thing about the kids not talking makes me so sad! i see it all the time, too. and i totally agree about the test to procreate. why do we let just anyone do it?! i have this conversation with my colleagues all the time. they fully agree. my superintendent has as his email signature something about how we require students to take a bunch of algebra and pass all kinds of academic tests, but we don't ask them to take a parenting course or know how to communicate. we have a deeply fucked up society. and it makes me so sad to think about all those poor children who don't have real parents. they have walking automatons functioning like cogs in a very stupid machine. sometimes when i'm with my son having one of our brilliant conversations, i want to weep as the suffering innocents who don't get what he does jump into my mind. i want to invite them all in to have a taste of what it should feel like to spend time with their mommies.That was absolutely beautiful Rudy. Nice one!

            Ne/Neva Eva;1156071 wrote: hmmmm. That's a very suspect number, there, murphy. It all boils down to the number of women who don't do a proper job of raising their kids... grrr. That makes the feminist in me roil.
            That's not what I said at all. No need to get all dungaree wearing, hairy armpitted, carpet muncher on me. I said parents were responsible, not just women. I used the example of seeing women pushing buggies because I never see men pushing them. Well I have a couple of times but I assume they were gay men. The quote was the only one from the article that was direct from a parent. It just happened to be a woman. So tell your inner feminist to calm down, untwist her panties and not to worry her pretty little head about it any more.

            Ne/Neva Eva;1156072 wrote:

            (don't cave in to Murphy's grand plan to reinstitute archaic language into our modern world. )
            Too late Yankee! it's already working; lots of you are using Anglo spelling and Brit phrases. I'll have you Morris dancing in no time flat.

            The unexamined life is not worth living

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              just got my own bac!

              besides, tapping into british wordology is me funneling europe into my life in one way that i can. until fall...

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                just got my own bac!

                No silly,

                It was me. Spelling and grammar is/was me.
                I miss the East Coast so much! I was born and raised there. I am really thinking about going back after the house sells. Again, thanks for this thread!


                LL:l
                The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings.

                *Don't look where you fall, look why you slipped*

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                  just got my own bac!

                  what progress my Rudy has made in her home environment!...i am duly impressed, as i enjoy being here with her, my grandson g and pretty soon my son j...a triple treat for this mom...the garden is truly impressive...her house is becoming more homey...and best of all she and her son are simpultaneously grounded and expressing their beautiful spirits. I am the witness and I celebrate!

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                    just got my own bac!

                    by the way, that above post is from my mom. she is not always the swiftest w technology, seems to run in this family. lest you be confused: i did not write that stuff about myself. she did.

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                      just got my own bac!

                      ...but i know you're all smart enough to have figured that one out. i just got self conscious for a sec.

                      lady lush! move back! come to my area, even though this is a forbiddingly expensive state to live in!

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                        just got my own bac!

                        LOL Rudy, yes its obviously your mom and very heartwarming. And it sounds like all your work is making for a lovely homelife for you and your son and for your mom when she visits.

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                          just got my own bac!

                          well i was looking for the wakeful excuse to get up and have a smoke, when an image popped into my head, clear as day: a woman in her early twenties, tall and very pudgy, with a face pushed in at the top left quadrant, kinda frankensteinish in her overall effect. a sad frown over her whole spirit. she was a cashier somewhere on my morning commute, maybe mcdonald's, where i don't stop.

                          she's a child of one of those uneducated sets of parents who eat poorly and ignore their children. in the womb she didn't get what she needed to have a fighting chance at life in the world outside. as a child, she didn't get any reinforcement to be the person spirit meant for her to be. was she really sent here to evolve as a cosmic being, to better the universal human consciousness and her own? was this really part of the grand plan? or is she just a tragic example of how awry our earthly existence has gone? i think i know the answer and it makes me very sad. what can i do to fix things?

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                            just got my own bac!

                            macaco has a song, mother earth/mama tierra, that speaks to one aspect of this, which overlaps with the song mundo roto/broken world. the opening lyrics are asi/like this: our mother earth, who raised us and our parents and our yet-unborn children, is slowly dying. maybe if we looked at her as the mother that she is, our mirada/expression would change to a loving, cherishing one, and we would give her what she needs.

                            http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aQesToDzGjw[/video]]‪Macaco - Madre Tierra‬‏ - YouTube

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                              just got my own bac!

                              word for the day: mirada - look, glance, gaze. apartar la mirada: to look away.

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                                just got my own bac!

                                i had a terrible parenting moment last night.

                                my son was refusing to go to sleep. it was ten pm, and he was exhausted. every time i tried to sneak out of his bed, he woke up and told me to stay. when i thought i had successfully snuck away from a sleeping him, five minutes later he yelled, 'mama! you said you'd come back!' i got so fuming mad. i went into his bed, and told him that he really needs to learn how to go to sleep without me. i was angry and not hiding it. i told him that his cousin, who is younger him, can do that. that he was acting like a three year old. very bad mother!

                                this morning, he woke up whining and yelling about having to go pee. get up NOW, mom! and so forth. i reacted in kind. then, after the toilet, i went into his bed, lay down, he joined me, and i told him that i wanted to start the day over. i told him that i was sorry for the mean things that i said last night, and that i shouldn't have compared him to his cousin. he took it in, paused for a moment in silence. and then he gave me a big hug. after that, he was a totally different child.

                                so we can make up for the errs in our ways.

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