Friday, May 19, 2006
This is Good Puddin' Ma'!
Could any woman boast more or bitterer enemies that I do? Common, noble, men, women, young, old, clergy....As I rode out one week from the rancho a boy, not fully ten, ran across the paths, ranting insults at the "King's Whore" and then disappeared through the high fields. I know that I did not cause the tornado!
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Sometimes being singled out and severed shows yr the only one to make it through. You can't bother with the bitterness of a few trouts. But this isnt a Dear Abby column and youre probably not so deterred by these previous events as some people might immediately gather.
Legacies are strange things. You always hear about Cancer and Diabetes being hereditary but Legacy is pretty much a synynom of hereditary. Both my grandfathers worked as carpenters for the same company all their lives. Later my father worked for that same company behind a desk. I remember when my fathers father retired from his position. My family joined him at a small party at his building. He wore his tan carpenters uniform with an additional bow tie that was bright blue. The background from where we stood was extremely dark. You can particularily see this in the pictures taken on that day. My grandfathers coworkers gave him a small glass case filled with a miniature work bench and a Ken Doll dressed up like him. and their was a gold plated sign that said, "Thanks for 40 years of memories, Louie!" I thought my father looked like a smirky little kid that day. I remember wondering if my grandfather ever made birdhouses while he worked and maybe he could make me one before we left the factory.
No offense but you seem extremely impulsive. You probably have a passion for clothes and walk around with your friends like a flock of peacocks.. These are just random thoughts so don't get offended, like I said. Im not one to talk--I have a drunken guitar player for a husband. but his playing makes me cry so I stay around no matter what, really. Extreme characters have always been fascinating to me. But I have never had the audacity to pick up a gun. I dont understand people who kill for a living..
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