just got my own bac!

[Murphyx]

just got my own bac!

Jazus Rudy, I thought the "terrible parenting moment" was going to be you slapping him or giving him whiskey to make him sleep. :H

Nice ending to your story: all's well that ends well.

[Ne/Neva Eva]

just got my own bac!

RudyB;1156403 wrote: ...
she was a cashier somewhere on my morning commute, maybe mcdonald's, where i don't stop.
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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?

hmmm. I had a rant. But I won't. I'll just say this:

I honestly wish that (probably) 75% (maybe more) of the kids in the world had the opportunities, the food, the comfort and the ease that my dog has. If 25% of them had the opportunities we've had, Rubydee, the world would be a VERY different place.

just sayin'.

no harm, no fowl. And that said, I have a young friend who just had a baby and opted not to breast feed. So I feel you. It's hard for me to have a rational conversation with her. (It's not just that, that's just the tip of the iceberg...)

What can we do? edumacate 'em. And vote. The question now is, wtf am I supposed to do? lol. I'll leave that up to you to decide, and will take it under consideration. Bac to the books to finish up my summer's edumacation.

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

i have imagined that some of those awful parents we write about must give all kindsa crazy shit to their kids to get them asleep. at all times of day and night. weep.

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

it is muggy and awful here and i have no thoughts of ale or checking out. i've just had a nice nap and my son still sleeps. the goose hangs high.

[SlipperyPete]

just got my own bac!

Rudy I just read a story about a 43 year old mom biting off the right ear of her 21 year old daughter in a fight. Now THAT'S a bad mom!

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

wow! now she REALLY won't be listening to her mother!

[SlipperyPete]

just got my own bac!

Murphy's post reminded me of a movie called Idiocracy that was recommended to me for my thoughts on dumb people procreating. I haven't seen it yet but am gonna watch it tonight.

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

thanks for the tip, pete. maybe it will provide some hope, or maybe just more depressive info on how bad things have gotten. would that the rest of the world could be as brilliant as are we!!!

[Murphyx]

just got my own bac!

Yay, the American politicos have finally got their shit in order and agreed to borrow an extra gazillion dollars to pay Rudy's salary.

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

...but half of those gazillion go to the bureaucrats so they can push papers and find ways to cut the arts and languages from school budgets so americans can get dumb and dumber and produce more beavises and buttheads to raise more sad children to eat more crap food and keep the wheel turning inside the wheel. cogs in a truly fucked machine.

on a lighter note, i think, my dear girlfriend just drove off in the dark, headed to the airport to fly to oregon. my mom and bro left yesterday, headed north and south to their respective hogares (homes). my son goes to the fair today with his father. i will be left alone in my house (with only the carpenter who fixes it). this is a typical time when i'd drink. during the quiet after the storm, when i'm left with only myself and no witnesses. my 'fuck you' time. my 'me' time. my time to escape what's in my head and heart cause there's no distraction to avoid it. but i am truly blessed to report that ale is not singing its siren song. here are some things that i'll do instead. i'll go to dmv and register my new car! it's a 2001 subaru impreza sport, red, with only 63,500 miles! oh my god! i've only paid 5,700 dollars for it! that's unheard of! usally this level of this car is around ten grand. and i bought it ten miles away! no trips through complicated streets or scary rural backwaters to get it. it's a shiny red. (i must've been channeling my nana that time when i had an insight that i'd be driving a sporty red car. not my first choice, but i'll love it i think. and i'll be more visible to the bad drivers from new jersey. the red'll go so nicely with the new orange new york tags; i love red and orange together.) i'll have a friend over to get the water trough filled from the pond so's i can water me garden with my new blue watering can. i'll think of something clever to cook with my eggplant and herbs and greens that explode in the garden. and the venison that sits waiting in my freezer. poor deer. well, she was eating my echinacea and leaving ticks in my yard, so she deserved to die! i'll upload software onto my ipod so i can play my new music in my new car, which also has a cd player. i haven't listened to my cd's in years, so there i'll be rediscovering music i've loved in the past, and able to put it on my handy digital device so i can drive with the selections, and run with them and cook with them and dance with my son. my belly feels growly. i'll get some water now and fill it with hydration and bitters, not a thought to bubbly ale and warm fuzzy. (thanks, murph. i've imagined pulling in for petrol in my travels today -yes, petrol; europe, here i come!- and popping into the shop -not the store- for a sixer. but then you popped into my head and i realized that i didn't want to do that, not one bit. i'll buy more bitters instead. baclofen swims through my being.)

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

i suddenly had a fear that i wouldn't be able to post all of that, so i hit quick reply. even with all things going right these days, i'm still afraid of the glitches that threaten to send me into a tizzy.

i recently had a temper tantrum about something, oh, it was the fact that my car went all weird just as i was pulling out for a six thirty am row, and i totally lost it! my freind was here to take my son canoeing, and it promised to be a great day. first row in two weeks!!! car broke, i stomped and screamed and SLAMMED the hood of that car. hard. then, i calmed down and enjoyed a nice chat with the boys who had upgraded in status to my morning's company. had i not had that tantrum, god only knows what disease i might've been contributing to by stifling my emotion. god i hate it when people tell me to calm down. mine is a true friend who just let me have my moment without trying to fix me or it, who didn't try to reason me out of my grand and momentary spell. i remarked that people who tell me 'relax!' are asking for a punch in the face.

so, this evening i shall go for my first row in OVER two weeks. fuck that long time! not gonna happen again, not till winter and snowboarding season. and i've TOLD my other friend that we HAVE to go rock climbing. he used to do it all the time, and he said he would again. we'll set up a top rope and zoom zoom up those gunks cliffs. whoop whoop!

'kay, so that about covers it for now.

i am forever yours in crime,
rudy b.

[redhead77]

just got my own bac!

Miss Rudy, your car sounds kick ass! Congrats on your new and very wise purchase. You know, I have been known to drug my kids, at any hour of the day or night. Only while traveling by plane or automobile. I try to do most traveling when they would be sleeping, but sometimes night traveling (driving), isn't the best option for Mom. Come to think of it, I should have drugged them yesterday. They nearly drove me mad in the hot car. My drug of choice is benadryl, pediatricians too. He gives me full permission to medicate them while traveling. It's better to get there, with some sleepy kids, than get in a car accident, or piss off fellow air travelers, or have Mom have a nervous breakdown. Phew. I'm glad I just gave myself permission to drug them on the way home.

Have a great day my dear one. :l

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

this morning i actually couldn't wait for my son to get up. at about 6:30, he crawled into bed with me and the fun began! here is a conversation we had:

g: mommy, do daddy long legs get sick?
me: yep, i suppose that they do.
g: can you touch them when they're sick?
me: i think so. i don't think there'd be any harm in that.
g: but you can't touch a raccoon when it's sick. then you'd have to get shots or get frozen.
me: frozen!? what do you mean?
he traces a rectangle with his fingers.
g: like in an ice cube.

my son has discovered a new treatment for rabies!

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

my goodness, red. that's so enlightening! and i don't blame you one bit. my judgemental attitude comes when i think of folks giving their kids brandy or sleeping pills.

and the impreza! i have a story that goes out especially to pete. (sorry about the ex girlfriend, dude.) the other day i was in the local farm stand buying coffee and an apple dumpling for my son. there was a very attractive woman paying for her provisions (i got that cool word in trinidad, not from europe), and i actually took a few paces back to check her out. she had long blond hair swept up into a casual pony tail, and legs to match - they went on forever and were tanner than mine have ever been. she was about 25. we both got into our cars at the same time. mine was my old beetle, still lookin great on the outside with its blue that turns purple in the sun, but whose engine has 233,000 miles. hers was a brand new silver impreza sport. i knew at that moment that i WOULD have that car i've been itching for. and now i do.

red, i hope you have a peaceful ride home!

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

my son has a new term: leg armpits. no, he amended it: legpits. guess where they are? behind your knees. shit i think i have a linguist on my hands. imagine that!