Re: Admit Something
Posted: Sun January 21, 2024 4:10 am
You're taking things far too personally due to your crippling insecurity, as usual.
I dunno, I like saying goodbyes and triggering the superficial responses from people that forget about me as soon as I’m gone.96583UP wrote:only Irish goodbyes for me for the last like 10 years probably
probably more
those 2-7 second courtesy goodbye exchanges will be remembered fondly on our death bedsspike wrote:I dunno, I like saying goodbyes and triggering the superficial responses from people that forget about me as soon as I’m gone.96583UP wrote:only Irish goodbyes for me for the last like 10 years probably
probably more
The emptiness of these exchanges helps comfort me that nothing I said or did will be remembered. So calming.96583UP wrote:those 2-7 second courtesy goodbye exchanges will be remembered fondly on our death bedsspike wrote:I dunno, I like saying goodbyes and triggering the superficial responses from people that forget about me as soon as I’m gone.96583UP wrote:only Irish goodbyes for me for the last like 10 years probably
probably more
if you are lucky 2-7 seconds
people who drag out the goodbye are the worst
just let me go home in peace
I like to use goodbyes as my opportunity to do that little hand slap/half hug that us guys do and slip in either a butt grab or a kiss.spike wrote:The emptiness of these exchanges helps comfort me that nothing I said or did will be remembered. So calming.96583UP wrote:those 2-7 second courtesy goodbye exchanges will be remembered fondly on our death bedsspike wrote:I dunno, I like saying goodbyes and triggering the superficial responses from people that forget about me as soon as I’m gone.96583UP wrote:only Irish goodbyes for me for the last like 10 years probably
probably more
if you are lucky 2-7 seconds
people who drag out the goodbye are the worst
just let me go home in peace
Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.
There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.
There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.
There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.
There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.
There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.
O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.
I have doubts on this claim.oasisfan35 wrote:Signed by Dan Aykroyd. Last bottle of liquor I ever had in my house.Ello Sailor wrote:Do you own a bottle of Dan Aykroyd's Crystal Head vodka?
The 780 bottles of beer in my cellar do not count.Higgs wrote:I have doubts on this claim.oasisfan35 wrote:Signed by Dan Aykroyd. Last bottle of liquor I ever had in my house.Ello Sailor wrote:Do you own a bottle of Dan Aykroyd's Crystal Head vodka?
I'd like to pre-order said demo tape96583UP wrote:i think i am gonna record a demo tape
ok it will be free and trademarked first and take a really long time to produce (maybe 5 years) but you will get one when it is readySgt. Crackpot wrote:I'd like to pre-order said demo tape96583UP wrote:i think i am gonna record a demo tape
do your own makeover of blood on the tracks with voice and whistling..96583UP wrote:i think i am gonna record a demo tape
I was pretty close with fart noises.96583UP wrote:a lovely medley of spoken word and dissonant music concrěte
treat us all with some Peace FrogSgt. Crackpot wrote:Happy to provide the introduction piece, if you like. I do my spoken word sessions Jim Morisson style