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Peoples Attitudes, Depression, Roadkill Recipes and Other Thoughts

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HFowler

For many years Christmas was always a depressing time for me. It stemmed from growing up so poor and seeing overwhelming commercialism and an abundance of gifts being lavished on those living around us.

Enough for the melancholy.

For the last several years, we have taken a mini-vacation during the Christmas Holidays. We usually plan our vacation to include visiting relatives who are scattered about. That has been a wonderful tradition for us.

Merry Christmas All,
Hank Fowler
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Randy

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Hi ya'll from Arkansas.

Merry Christmas to you and all your families...even Marc:biglaugh:

We're here in Arkansas visiting the wifes family and looking at a Bed & Breakfast that is for sale.

Wooooooo Pigs!! Soooooeyyyyy!!!!

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Marc

Hunkered Down for the Duration with a Mask on...
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Originally posted by Randy

We're here in Arkansas visiting the wifes family and looking at a Bed & Breakfast that is for sale.
Buy it! I dreamed of owning and living in a B&B after visiting Cape Cod for the frst time back in the early 1980's. A pipe dream, but it really had me excited at the time.

While it is is no longer a B&B - it failed financially - a camp I attended as a boy was, for a while, a B&B. See this Tosebo page There's a bunch more pictures (of the lodge and such I think Tosebo Pictures ). Also see http://Tosebo.com
 
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Andy Bassett

Interesting thread, sometimes i laugh at the Americans habits of exposing themselves on the TV, sometimes i admire them for they way they bring their feelings out into the open.

I must just tell you a story.
A couple of months ago i was having breakfast on a Sunday morning in my remote cottage when i got a visit from a neighbour who had never been inside my house. He paced up and down a while then accepted a cup of tea. Eventually he started to tell me about a visit he had had from the distressed daughter of a friend in the middle of the night, which had clearly unnerved him a little. I couldnt really see how the conversation involved me, but after a couple of pots of tea, my neighbour explained how in the old days, all house doors were open and if you had a problem you just simply sat down and talked it over with a friend or neighbour 'there was no need for physchologists and their like in those days'.

This guy is a sheep farmer, but it struck me how worldly wise he is. He was simply using a social network, or the process of talking as a way to unburden himself.

So have a good Christmas and keep on talking.

PS My relaxation technique; 100 MPH on a 9ft wide gravel track with a 500ft drop on one-side and a rock-wall on the other. The need to control anal muscles overcomes the desire to have negative thoughts.
 
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HFowler

Andy,

Thanks for the story. I enjoyed it. I can see how your relaxation technique would take your mind off everything else. Stay safe!
Have a happy and prosperous New Year.

Best Regards,
Hank Fowler
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Ken K

Andy,

I have a serious concern about your relaxation technique. I hope your butt isn't the thing dragging along that gravel track at 100mph! Anal muscles would not be my first concern if it is! :D

I sure wish more people were like your neighbor. What a wonderful world this would be.


Outer space Marc? I guess my liberal mind has been trying to turn to mush after listening to "Point of View" on the radio on my drive home. You know, the "truth" from a conservative perspective.
 
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energy

Go for it!

Originally posted by Andy Bassett
PS My relaxation technique; 100 MPH on a 9ft wide gravel track with a 500ft drop on one-side and a rock-wall on the other. The need to control anal muscles overcomes the desire to have negative thoughts.
This sounds like a road on the side of a mountain. Not a "track". If so, my relaxation speed would be about 15MPH, tops. Hey, different strokes for different folks. Have you thought about attaching a drogue chute to the back bumper in case of the likely event of a "launch"? I like the neighbor thing. If my neighbor were to do that with the amount of problems he has, I would become a "Bed & Breakfast" just for him. :vfunny: Enjoy the holiday. If you don't post after the New Year, we'll know what happened to you!:ko: :smokin:
 
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Eye-Spy

Yule Tide Cheer

Although I'm new here - just wanted to share - an interesting bit - for your folks out there !!

‘Twas the week before Christmas,
And I sat in my house
Working with Outlook
And clicking my mouse.

I was going away soon
And wanted to set
All my e-mailing rules
Up as good as it gets.

I love all my customers
And don’t want to sign off,
But tonnes of auto e-mails
Would sure **** people off!

So I set up a rule,
Told Outlook to hold
All of those pesky letters
From the customer base fold.

It was a beautiful rule,
All sleek, neat, and clean,
And if it had actually worked,
That would have been keen!

Now I sit at my desk,
Just shaking my head,
And wondering why
I didn’t just stay in bed.

So I ask of you all
To pity my plight.
“Merry Christmas to all—
Even if I can’t get it right!!”


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Marc

Hunkered Down for the Duration with a Mask on...
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Originally posted by Andy Bassett

My relaxation technique; 100 MPH on a 9ft wide gravel track with a 500ft drop on one-side and a rock-wall on the other. The need to control anal muscles overcomes the desire to have negative thoughts.
I'll stick to a Valium when needed. When it comes to gravel and dirt I'm a flat out chicken. I would have been game in the 1970's, but now in my fifties, I don't have the reflexes and coordination I did in my youth. I'd kill myself. In the 1970's, running a Norton 750 motorcycle around the hills of Kentucky and Tennessee were a thrill. I quit the motorcycle game when a friend died in the mid-1970's - he hit gravel running about 80 mph on a curve, went over the side of the hill and landed in a creek. It was hard to tell it as even him he was bashed so badly.
 
Parallels

Andy and Marc,

I can see some direct parallels between Andy’s old time philosophy and the Cove. Although Marc doesn’t offer us any tea, we are allowed to discuss with one another. And with the exception of a few of us (you know who we are), this place keeps us from needing psychiatrists and psychologists. With the exceptions, I am afraid nothing will help.

Now, Marc, about that tea…..


Dave B (the other Dave)
 
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