just got my own bac!

[Doggygirl]

just got my own bac!

LOL rudyb - i thought that said "i just got snark in the mail...." and I'm thinking WHO is sending our rudyb SNARK in the mail?????? :H:H:H i had monovision lasik surgery about a year ago and i love not wearing glasses, but i have to be careful about transposing stuff and getting some letters wrong, etc. :H

i popped in to tell you i got teary eyed reading your beautiful, inspiring post to mandz.

:l

dg

[Ne/Neva Eva]

just got my own bac!

Hi!

[Lo0p]

just got my own bac!

RudyB;1198109 wrote: loOp, do you think baclofen will make us all crazy?

I started out a lil' lo0py so I'm probably not the best person to ask. I think my family and friends would tell you I'm much better now though...

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

isolde, i promise i am not trying to steal you away from tristan.

...you know how i've been mentioning that the obvious is lost to me sometimes, and how often it jumps into my (sometimes dim) awareness out of nowhere, a flash of lightening? well, that happened to me today at work. about the post i last made. i mean the penultimate one. i realized that i had moved my 'i love you is' to the top of the post, but not deleted the bottom one. and i got very self conscious. so i deleted the bottom one. what's interesting about that to me -besides how fragile my ego can be- is that it occurred to me at all! from whence did come this revelation? a more dense (as in meaty, not daft) example is in that recent email i sent to ex hubby, in which i told him that i'd be very willing to give him more money if he had spent some of his on a second house before a dojo, or built a more versatile building i could actually use, like one with an office and a toilet, maybe some separate rooms (all of which i had too-gently requested). why in the devil didn't i also mention that same would be true if he had put some of that pot of gold into this house, say, for a new furnace, a water filter, or a roof: pretty essential items. i don't marvel too long that i forgot that one, since i wrote the note in a jiffy. i'm sure i'll have another opportunity to mention it.

funny punch line to that story is that this morning, as the fire was heating up, i asked him to please do me a favor and bring in some wood. he paused. i corrected: do your son the favor. he asked me why i didn't buy a new furnace! ha ha ha ha ha! so funny! i paused this time. he went on: 'i mean, you've done all these interior renovations, but no furnace?' i explained that my carpenter is not only very good, he's also very inexpensive; he cost me $1500, a furnace would've cost $5000. (ok, i probably underreported by a grand, but my point stands. besides, this house was a cave before: a typical small farmhouse from the early century, with lots of tiny rooms, probably so you could close them off for heating efficiency. now it is a proper home, with air flow and light flow and the welcoming possibility of conversations flowing among the rooms. so every dime was worth it!)

speaking of money, and experiencing the color of fire currently dancing in the corner of my eye as the afternoon heat from my handiwork comes on, i had another rich conversation with my dad this morning. can you guess what it was about? ...gold! he was telling me about a gold coin he invested in because he had so many small coins that they were taking up too much room. so he traded it in for one collectors item. since the price of gold has gone up so tremendously in recent years, that coin is now worth a million dollars! ha ha ha ha ha! this is so funny to me, and i am glad i can laugh. i used to be bitter, but now i'm not. just as i do with my ex, with my father i remind myself that he is not well, and his behaviour must not rattle me. and so it doesn't. see, as i'm sure i've mentioned more than once, he never, ever helps out any of his children. he always has some excuse, but he loves to dangle biscuits. this time, with me, it's that i'm in litigation. fair enough, although he clearly doesn't know the law anymore (gifts are not marital property, and my ex's terrible lawyer would never get anywhere if she went sniffing after my father's purse). other times, to any one of his children, he'd say that it wouldn't be fair, he'd have to give some money to each of us. ha ha ha ha ha again! like he couldn't make it a tax write-off. anyway, that's a bunch of hullabaloo for youuu! but it's fun tellin the stories. like i said, they're always running around in my head. (ne, does that still happen to you? or is it all muscles and tendons now?)

lastly, then i gotta fly and git my son, isolde, that thing about periods of rest. sometimes they can really suck, but i've found that i've gotten quite used to them, and thank god 'cause it's getting dark early! during the week i almost never get to run (too busy writing in my snuck-break), but on the weekend i do and i can go and go and go, strong as ever. i think there's a lot to be said for the rest time (can't wait to read about it in 'spark'). I LOVE THIS! just the same, i hope your enforced rest period ends straightaway!

(ex hub just came in to get something and he's a nice fella lately; we were sharing and caring! scratch that theory that his behavior was gf related - i am sure it was my email!)

so, we're supposed to get 2 - 4 inches of snow tomorrow afternoon. guess i'd better bring in the wood rack and fill it. pete! there's another winter exercise for you: wood! you get to split it, stack it, haul it, stack it again, load it into the stove, and shovel out the ashes! then, you get to sweep up the debris it leaves a couple of times a day if you want a clean house (i might do it every day once). there's an aerobic component, too; if your wood is at all damp, you must constantly return to the fire and blow, if your bellows are ripped.

ok, now my son might be ready to leave. (he oft wants to stay when i show up to fetch him - an excellent sign that he's happy at school!)

hasta la vista, compadres!
rudy roo

[Isolde]

just got my own bac!

RudyB;1198445 wrote:
...you know how i've been mentioning that the obvious is lost to me sometimes, and how often it jumps into my (sometimes dim) awareness out of nowhere, a flash of lightening? well, that happened to me today at work. about the post i last made. i mean the penultimate one. i realized that i had moved my 'i love you is' to the top of the post, but not deleted the bottom one. and i got very self conscious. so i deleted the bottom one. what's interesting about that to me -besides how fragile my ego can be- is that it occurred to me at all! from whence did come this revelation?

Roo, that is too funny. Because I read your post this morning, before I had to dash off to work, before you edited it. And it gave me such warm fuzzies and made me say, "Awwww"! I wanted to send you back a big :l and tell you that I love you TOO!!
But time was already getting away from me, and by the time I got to work, well you know how it goes. So the lesson is to stop being so darned self conscious and you just might make someone feel really special!

By the way, as much as I'm enjoying the weather here lately, I am still very jealous of your fire and the idea of snow. Even though it's not even November yet! And here it looks like we might be getting a tropical storm for Halloween! Better than the hurricane we got around this time a few years ago though!

[Ne/Neva Eva]

just got my own bac!

RudyB;1197739 wrote:

i'll say it again: the fervour would be fine, if i could rest assured that it was not hurting me. but there's no way of knowing, is there, at least not in terms of bac? i mean, over time might this insane mental energy spiral to a point where even i myself cannot detect it as abnormal? for now i'm not going to fight it, but i am going to commit to creating even more balance in my life: less weed, more sleep, and a little more food (perhaps). but heck, i'm getting so much done, so much living into every moment of life that -understand me- i am not complaining!



ne, i've thought of you a few times lately, and how, months ago, way before my indifference (which i feel has just come about (again?) in the past two weeks), you wrote about having stories running in your head all the time, stories that you'd (wanna) run home and write down. it occurs to me to ask if maybe that's a bac side effect, but that's silly. i think it's a life side effect. so the lesson is: well lookie there ~ life has a lot of effects when you ain't drunk.

Took me a while to find this! (apparently I have a while since I've apparently decided that I don't actually want to ace my test tomorrow and may in fact do poorly. pfffffft. anyway.)

Rest assured! I was more than a little concerned that my newfound and much loved brilliance was going to leave me mentally challenged on an altogether different scale. Didn't happen. It did however (and I hesitate to tell you this. really.) go away. I am simply me, again. It's not so bad! Life, after all, has a lot to offer when you ain't drunk. (I would suggest that if there is a particularly onerous task you've been putting off you tackle it now! I'm so glad I finished almost all the drudgery when I was so...capable and downright eager to do it! :H)

(see previously mentioned point re. not studying right now. Which I will be sorely regretting at about midnight. Or even 30 minutes from now. egad. I gotta go.)

Too bad you can't explain to the deer that they have to share. Gluttons.

[Bruunhilde]

just got my own bac!

Hey y'all,

Just got my own GT's kombucha, these two babies have MOTHER and were 50cents cheaper than the on-tap stuff at the local store, had to go to the bigger chain store Sprouts. So its hanging out in the fridge now, because it was in the refrigerated section at the store, cold. I guess I need to click on that link this weekend and figure this out, bkz that is expensive and besides, maybe I can sell some to my petsitter who charges an arm and leg.

Question: I have a 30 year old ceramic water dispenser that looks alot like the kombucha dispensers I see online. Only problem is the nozzle and other plastic parts are looking peaky. I remember I stopped using this as a water dispenser because it got moldy. Suppose with the Mother guarding over, it shouldn't have that problem unless its a bad batch.

Can one buy parts for the old ceramic dispenser or should I just try the old parts? I can google this I realize but there's such better and more fun info from youse guys.

Edit: Or should I just become one of those super organized clean people who chuck stuff?

[Ne/Neva Eva]

just got my own bac!

Chucking stuff rocks. So does fixing stuff, though. But not as much as chucking stuff. maybe.

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

don't chuck it bruun! hot hot water and a tad of bleach if you can stand it, or vinegar (white is fine but so is acv), bottle brush, q tips, pipe cleaners. if that doesn't work, buy new parts. i am sure you can find them with some digging.

just dive right in and make it! it isn't hard and you won't fail. keep bottles in fridge till you use it. drink off the top and use the bottoms of the two jars to start your mother, don't remember the proportions but doesn't have to be exact anyway (try that link). yeah, see if you can trade some for some dog time! the ceramic crock is perfect! you remind me, i have one in the garage i could use. yay! kombucha on tap! frickin far out! i'm going to the right store tomorrow so i'll get the goods and be right behind you>

hi is! love you!

thanks for the input, ne. good to know you got back to self again, cause i don't think it would be healthy to sustain this. after a nice, calm, tired yesterday, i'm back and flying today. everything is a mile a milisecond for me, up till now and it is bedtime (and it's not the weed this time; maybe it wasnt' the other night either). otc sleeep pill for me tonight.

dg, thanks for your weeping over my post. super cool to hear. i hope it helped our new gal on some level.

life lover! hello, and thanks for the encouragement. i think i'll be okay for the next month, patiently awaiting the upcoming adventuresome whirlwind that i don't doubt will take me to a whole new level yet again...

cassander, i think i might have to bump spark to the top of the pile; maybe it will help me get to the bottom of what's going on in my brain and bod. cause it is something!

love you, is!

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_zeAT73ZdhE[/video]]orishas silencio - YouTube

something to listen to while you read if you choose to...
lots of cognates, so you might understand some of it, and the vocals are real nice. it's not an official video, but they overlaid some of the lyrics which is kinda nice. this music makes coffee a second thought in the morning.

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

so, another one of those 'obvious' examples...

the furnace. called the guy to jerry-rig fix it until he replaces it in a couple of weeks when i'll have enough dough. the ex bf whom i suspect isgay, afterall (just so so deeply buried) was over for dinner and mural painting around my son's bunk bed (snowboard, skateboard, and xmas motif). (so nice, finally, not to want to get laid by him! and not to worry that he'd be pushy with me! shit, all i said was i had to write and go to bed, he chatted a bit, and walked out the door. just like that! silver lining, once again.) this friend ex bf is a mechanic by trade, you may remember, and i sent him down to take a peek at the situation (it felt desperate all of a sudden, as i noticed i had no hot water). after poking around for a few minutes, he informed me that i'm out of fuel!!! how fuckin funny is that?! durr. it hadn't even occurred to me. (afterall, i had had a tiny bit put in in early spring. umm... yep, it does get used up, especially when you only buy the minimum required.) took a mechanic to tell me the tank was empty! ha ha ha ha ha!

the appetite is still absent, though i do eat more willingly in the daytime now. i felt like i was on speed earlier, and my stomach was a shrunken, tight, inside-of-a-boxing-bag-thingy that had been wet but dried up (one of the small ones). ah haa! warm milk! i added coconut oil and maple syrup (didn't feel like scraping some honey out of the hives ha ha). oh, but lookie here: i'm eating a piece of pizza (i hate the word slice). feels kinda good. will help me sleep, too. bread makes me tired.

i just gotta vent a second, but mostly because it is kind of hilarious. tomorrow is my son's birthday - yay g! 5 years old! and he can take treats in to his classmates to celebrate. i forgot all about this, so i called and asked his dad to pick something up in the morning on his way to dropping him off. oh, boy! that was a BIG DEAL! i said i would chip in, and he could just pop into the bakery across the street and pick something out. it was: how many kids in the class?! that'll be like twenty bucks! i don't like having things sprung on me like this! ha ha ha ha ha, yet again! i told him he was acting like an old man, and he asked me to please stop insulting him. but i've had another helpful awakening: he was raised by parents who had him in their early 40's (old for then), and they were ex clergy (they got together -a priest and a nun- when they realized the catholic church was bs). so he comes by it honestly. the fucker. i was laughing a bit in my mouth when he was reacting so strongly to such a mild request. ya gotta have humor!

alright, i bet if i go lie down, i will fall asleep. but first, a check in on a couple other threads (if i've negelected yours, you can see why: the mania spills here first, and profusely!)...

dulces sueNos, y feliz cumpleaNos!
rudy

[sjm]

just got my own bac!

millisecond instead of milisecond

lovin' you, sugarpie! stay warm and bundle my little guy up, too. his birthday tomorrow. yahoo. 5 years. something in mail, with hugs to you both, mom/nana

[SlipperyPete]

just got my own bac!

Jimminy Christmas, Rudy, that was Spanish gangster rap! Pretty sweet


Que te gustas escuchar para ponerte en un estado de animo para amar?

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

bueno, para mi, la musica puede ser una distraccion cuando hago el amor. music can be a distraction when i make love. i almost never do that. play music and have sex. or have sex for that matter! how about you? huhh, huhh?

yeah man, orishas ROCK! they fuckin rock! glad you liked them. their style is WAY versatile; it's not all gangsta. they have all kindsa cuban roots in their music, distinctly cuban roots. and, by the way, in an interesting contradiction to the sound of that song, the lyrics, as you may have interpreted, are about how 'the man of the street is a social problem', and about the problem of the 'loss of humanity'. they are way too conscious to be gangsta in the unfortunate, traditional meaning of the word. i just bought two of their albums on itunes, and ordered two from amazon. i still love macaco just as much, but i broke up with danI, to keep my options open... (long distance love is so hard. and a woman misses the hard, if you know what i mean.)

ok, really: nitey nite.

[SlipperyPete]

just got my own bac!

Rudi, no es divertido cuando traduces todo :H

I'd actually been meaning to ask you about Spanish music. There's one song I have, it's techno, but it has sort of a Spanish vibe to it, and I wanted to see what similar recommendations you could make. I gotta look for it but I'll PM it to you later.