Greetings and Saluatations
Where to begin?
So, last Thursday I find Gretchen bleeding out from ‘something;’ that was unexpected, nor welcome. This was from an area that I’d rather not get into, but no, t’wasn’t the lady bits.
To give you an idea, I’ve seen a bit of Hemorrhoidal bleeding before, and trust me, this wasn’t it. TBH perfectly honest, I haven’t seen anything like that out of some arterial bleeding that I had to put a tourniquet on said-guy when he took a hit to the leg in Iraq.
Yeah THAT fucking bad. Freaked my ass out.
So know you know the ‘where’ of it.
The problem?
The WHY of it.
Of course immediately after said literal bloody shit-show, I packed her off to the literal BRAND NEW hospital that’s within spitting distance of Ye Olde Casa. Because when I say new, I mean “new-new”… like only opened officially like a few weeks ago… a 13 million dollar full service hospital that, from what I can tell, no one realizes is in full-on operation. This is a thing of goodness as when we got there, the Emergency Room was literally empty, they triaged her, and immediately admitted her, and started working on her.
Hence my extended absence.
But wait, there’s MOAR!
This’s an aside:
During this entire fucking nightmare, I didn’t tell you guys, but DumbCunt is back… I got, if you will, “Machiavelli’d” to use it as a descriptive adjective. DC had been made homeless… I heard somewhere about it, however, her life means less to me than the Red Hot Chili-Pupper or Stella the Sausage Queen’s freshly deposited steaming loafs on the lawn in the AM.
Quite literally, I don’t give a fuck.
HOWEVER
The in-laws, on finding out that DC was again homeless/jobless/worthless saw this as a prime opportunity to stay out of the home, and sent her a bus ticket to get here. The idea being that she can become their caretaker, and try and redeem herself…
Lots of fucking luck there folks amiright?
Either way, it was ALL done behind my back
SO yeah… I’m over it.
Told ’em that when not if it all blows up I’m not fucking helping.
Part of the reason the in-laws did this (besides trying to stay out of the home, which at the time I was fully ready to commit to having them involuntarily committed so to speak… there’s been a ton of issues of which I have NOT spoken of to y’all) is that DC IS their only grand…
Soooooo…. literally while Gretchen is in Intensive Care, we got DC en-route Via Greyhound.
I sure picked a bad weekend to stop sniffin’ glue….
Long(er) story short is there is something potentially Cancer-Level shytte is happening with Gretchen. Doc Samizdat is on the case, as well as some other(s), however, Moffit here does not take her insurance, and we don’t have time to fuck around again. As they say in that flick: “…just when you though it was safe…”
Dammit.
Now… I got Gretchen back on Sunday… This was a good thing… it was early morning when I picked her up… to which she turns right around and bails. However, that was also my 55th Birfday. AND it turned out that was ALSO the day DC showed up to the Great State of Florida. Hence her bailing on me for the cunt.
As I am who I am, and since I was told “This’s the way it is” Gretchen went to get DC and deliver her to the in-laws Area of Operations…
And as you ALL know, nothing in my life could be that easy.
DC showed up with a temp of 103.9, sick AF and Gretchen had to take her to the hospital, where she’s currently in the intensive care ward as her homeless living left her ALLLLL sorts of fucked up.
I literally spent my entire 55th birfday by myself
Yay Me.
Meh… it’s only a day.
I did however get my birfday gift that I got myself, of which y’all WILL be seeing:
A Royal Tiger Imports Short Magazine Lee-Enfield Mod1 Mark 3 or SMLE. It was $99 and is missing the bolt and mag, and in rough shape, but not so much as to be irretrievable. The bore and rifling are great that I can tell.
The wood, the top parts are broken and beaten on, but the stock and lower handguard are fine. It looks like I’ll be able to restore it, so I’m taking pics as I go. As an FYI, it was made in 1939:
Have to see what happens…
I have all the tools and solutions to clean it up. In fact I have it completely disassembled… it comes down to the “when I have enough time to do this on top of all my other shytte” and the balance of dealing with the wife’s “Oh my baby!” instincts which personally? I don’t buy.
Some instincts are better smothered in the crib.
Much like how DC should have been handled back in the day IMO
Fuck it… I have a rifle to work on amiright?
So More Later
Big Country
God bless you BC and the Missus, she’s in my prayers. You’ve always delighted me with your knowledge, candor, and humor.
Jesus BC, you really never do catch a break. The wife’s health situ being a bad enough kick in the scrote to leave you reeling, and then to “conveniently” have DC reenter the fray at the same time that’s going on? By no means am I making light of it (because it sho nuff ain’t the least bit funny), but if I hear a story out of Florida that a very large dude flipped the fuck out and left a crater, then filled it with stiffs, I’ll totally understand. These cumulative trials and tribulations are the sort of thing that finally makes a man snap.
The whole thing taken in total sounds like the plot of a movie, it’s so damned implausible. Almost like a different version of “Falling Down”. How could so much could go wrong in one place, at one time, to one decent guy who is just trying to slog his way through life. Fuck. It gave me a ill feeling way down in my gut reading that update.
I kind of hesitate to say “happy birthday”, because it almost sounds like an insincere, smart assed remark under the present circumstances. But happy 55th nonetheless. You did get some quiet I guess, even if there was no peace to be had.
In all seriousness, please take care of yourself, and get some rest. The load of drama you are carrying is the sort of stress that gives guys our age (you have a few years on me) ulcers and heart attacks, and I don’t want to see that happen. Wish I had some great, practical advice to impart, but I’m at a loss as to how to deal with being dealt a hand like that.
I hope like all get out that the inlaws place is far enough away to prevent an easy means of DC sneaking away and showing up at your AO unannounced. Since I gather she has no car, hopefully that isn’t a likely scenario. Still though, that is too close for comfort and portends more bullshit to be dealt with somewhere down the line. And God knows, with her history, I’d be concerned about what will happen to the in-laws while she is serving as their “caretaker”. I know I don’t need to expand on that for you to understand the implications, so I’ll leave it at that.
Unsolicited advice:
The maternal bond is strong, and good.
As long as she abides with your agreement to keep her daughter out of your house and not financially support her…
And wifeys gotta understand you can’t help her parents now…
But dude she’s gotta be able to at least talk with her daughter.
Yeah, daughter’s gotta be super septic full of bugs.
Well thanks for keeping us in the loop, Tiny.
Back in my early 50’s my family was coming apart at the seams. Our variant of your DC is the SC – the stunned cnut. In my family there are three of them and I faced a choice: I could have a Clown World parody of a family, but I’d have to trade my guns in for a straight jacket and a rubber room… or I could dispense with the cnuttery, keep my guns and live in peaceful solitude. I couldn’t take the drama so I put an end to my involvement with hag squad and have lived in comparitive blessed tranquility ever since.
I can’t say I recommend such finality in conflict management – everyone is different with different limits. I am becoming a recluse now and it’s been good and bad. I don’t drink anymore, I’m starting to eat right and exercise a bit. But birfdays and holidays are lonely – I’d rather eat a cheese sammich alone at Christmas rather than being tortured by retarded harpies over a holiday feast. To me they are now just days like any other. Nostalgia and sometimes sorrow can sometimes be my companions on such holidays, but they beat the realities of hysteria, rage and drama hands down.
As I get older, I seek peace and fiercely guard it. It comes at a cost I am willing to pay, but other men may not. Just remember you are never trapped, and that there’s always options.
Wow.
First, prayers for Gretchen with a dx.
Second, prayers for you. You may not be not fucking helping when it goes south (and barring a miracle, you know it will, and I don’t want to even consider worst case), you’ll have to deal with the fallout.
Unfortunately, I think by a certain point many of us have personal war stories. BTDT, and I remain stoic, which keeps me stable. Being the person who keeps it together while everyone else spins out is a gift, but it’s also a kind of punishment for competency, innit? One hard lesson is my goodwill is no longer exploitable.
So. Happy birthday? Another trip around the sun, and you have a nice project lined up. Despite everything, gratitude will keep you out of internal deep yogurt.
All the best.
Happy Birfday ya big lug! You feel the need, I still got that spare bedroom in ETN, and a bottle of something old and brown I’ll help you get to the bottom of.
I’ve got some nice thick walnut pieces could make a nice stock for that old girl, too, if’n you’re into that sorta thing?
Good luck w/ the swirling maelstorm of shytte…. Admit it, life would be boring otherwise.
Happy Bday BC
&
Ho Lee Fuk.
Im sure im not the only one who was scratching their head thinking: “how did the crazy skip a generation with Gretchen?”
Well, not so fast…
Nothing lasts forever BCE.
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1471603113
Accurizing the Lee Enfield Rifle.
Can take you away for days.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuucckkkkk……….. I don’t know what else to say. Good you’ve got Doc Samizdat on the case. Happy birthday. Enjoy the new project. Looking forward to seeing how it turns out.
EXACTLY what I was going to say. Happy birfbay and praying for you all.
Happy birthday and damn.
Thank You God for keeping me single and sane……….
I turned my back on most of my family several years ago when I moved UP UP North. Let’s face it. If you are all fucked up in all ways past your 30th birthday you fucking FAILED at life- YOU SUCK.
I have zero to do with failed peepul- my life is MINE, GO AWAY!
ps. hope things work out bro
Sorry big guy but it is time for a big dose of FUCK IT ALL and bail. Had to do this several years ago with my own parents and kids. Was it rough? YES. Was life more peaceful ? YES
Sweet Jesus, it never ends.
What’s the over-under on DC cleaning out the in-laws bank accounts? Your wife needs to ensure that power of attorney and that sort of thing don’t fall to a retarded DC loser, and that said DC checks in to AA. She can take her to the meetings, if she’s able.
Seen this go bad over and over. Many such cases. But maybe she’s hit bottom. Who knows?
You need to tread carefully with the wife, though. I was bitching to my sister about the Ex one night and she says “Do you suppose she feels the same way?” Women in their 50’s can be unstable. You’ll pay a huge price for not minding the store. I sure did. Take a step back and consider the stress she’s under; a serious medical condition, obstinate and dingbatty parents, and an out of control DC in the mix.
I’ll be praying for you. It’s about all I can do, since I have my own 59 year old headache woman about to kick off drama. The cross we bear, I suppose
Christ have mercy BC. I was kinda having my own pity party but brother you just made me feel good about my situation.
Father-in-law passed on 11-11-24 after a quick down hill slide. Been trying to get repairs done on the house to put on the market( mother-in-law passed in 2016) while simultaneously dealing with a bipolar brother-in-law and sister-in-law (4 siblings total). So I’ve been “ Absent” too.
Found out my mother has 6 months to live during this process.
That being said you still have me beat in a game neither of us wants to play. Good luck. I’m praying for you and yours. You need to vent, you know where I am.
Happy Birthday and prayers for Gretchen. Have owned 2 Enfield’s and you could not give me a third. Both wartime production, both had what appeared to be great bores. Shiny with lots of rifling. You would need a 10-foot tape to measure the group at 100 yards. LITERALLY. Imagine shooting and missing a pink toilet at 100 yards. Neither weapon would shoot in the same place twice while clamped in a vise. I tried it to make sure. Have fun with the resto and hang it on the wall, IMHO a decoration is all it is.
I don’t know how you stand so much pressure. Personally, I would get the Granparents into a home; that solves DC stealing everything. Gretchen will be dealing with her health so Parents and DC will move to the rear. This is serious with Gretchen and she is your first priority, so F*** everyone else. Meanwhile you have to work and care for Gretchen and all of your critters. Recently, I’ve let things in my life get out of balance-the result of which is a blood pressure shooting for the moon. (Talk about headaches!) So take care, Happy Birthday for what that is worth, and know all of us read your blog with love and care.
The Riddle of Steel? Weapon is your only friend.
Got an M65 rain jacket with the liner for my celebrate another go around from fam. They know what I like.
Hang tough like New Kids On the Block as it only gets worse with Plandemic Turd Flu and WWIII thanks to Joe Joe Brandon and CPUSA (D) RAT POS vermin wing of the big UNI.
We just can’t have nice things until we make it rain or gallows.
Prayers Up and still praying for Alexis Lorenze out in CCPfornia.
Gavin wants to obstruct Trump and they are $20 billion in debt.
First we have to get to J20.
Hmmmmm…..,well glad to hear Miss Gretchen doing better but otherwise seems like a comedic clusterfuck of epic proportions!
That said,Happy Birthday and enjoy your new project.
I will add perhaps now might be the time to start sniffing the glue again!
BCE, first I’m glad that Wifey is out of the hospital and I apologize for being a little critical and blunt but I’m looking at things from YOUR side and I’ve been through some similar BS.
My adopted daughter isn’t as bad as DC but of the same ilk. She is CONSTANT fucking drama !
When she lived with my wife and I, she almost broke up our marriage and she could care less if she did.
Luckily she broke up with her loser boyfriend and suddenly moved to Maine from Florida to be gay and be with her crazy girlfriend. Constant drama has ensued but from over 1000 miles away, not my issue.
Latest is she got into a fight with her girlfriend, girlfriend got mad and called the cops, so daughter is facing felony domestic violence charges… I’m keeping the HELL out of that mess.
So, I get what you are going through BUT I want to point a few issues out:
First, except for a little drama with your Ex and kids long ago you have been drama free.
Wifey on the other hand is a gorgeous great woman but brought a dump truck of drama with her mainly her parents and of course DC but even DF now Baby Daddy.
Wifey and her parents ENABLE DC !!
For God’s sake Wifey just gets out of the hospital and rides to DC’s rescue ? This after DC attacked her Grandma and Mom, lied to the cops and laughed as Wifey was put in cuffs and taken to jail ? DC stole and wrecked your truck leaving you guys with only one vehicle ? DC abandoned BOTH her kids and her Dad is raising Gran 1 and Baby Daddy is raising Gran 2. DC brought the cops to your house and literally pulled Gran 2 from your arms and fled to Tennessee. You guys then got into a custody case that almost bankrupted you and DC fought you the whole way. DC then tried to sue you for “her cut” of the money you raised for your custody case ?
Then your In Laws are living in denial hours north of you not admitting that they cannot afford or physically live in their house alone but any problem 1800BCE thus burning all of your vacation time ?
You finally get things about settled and Wifey and her parents BEHIND YOUR BACK arrange to have DC come down and then abandons you on your birthday to care for her ?
Dude, I’m sure there is much more than we know about but this is total BULLSHIT.
If Wifey spent one second thinking rather than reacting to this situation, she would admit that DC is a POS who will abuse and steal every penny she can from her grandparents GUARANFUCKINGTEED !!
This will be a disaster that they will expect YOU to fix.
I’ll be honest BCE, I worry about you. You had cancer and doctors will tell you that constant stress does cause cancer to come roaring back or cause heart disease.
You and Wifey need to set boundaries with the in laws and DC as I had to do with my adopted daughter.
She with her BS drove away almost all of her family and friends and everyone has told her “you’re an adult, your decisions have CONSEQUENCES, and we’re not bailing you out from the consequences of your bad decisions”.
So, be like I am with my adopted daughter “I love you honey but you’re an adult and need to deal with your own problems”. PERIOD… It’s not my issue and neither is DC or your In laws yours or Wifey’s issue.
Ditto this.
Well, when you put it like that..
In the aggregate, it is not a great picture.
Three things:
Marriage is supposed to be one of a united front. Your spouse is supposed in consonance concering life’s challenges, and to have your back. Ditto if said spouse is making irrational decisions: that trust bit took a direct hit there.
Nobody knows what goes on in a marriage except those two people (BCE *did* say there were more items none of us are privy to.
I trust BigCountry to pick his battles, but if you want to play the long game, you have to make sure you’re around for it. Echoing Big Ruckus D’s remarks about stress.
Find some peace while you have the house to yourself.
Yea this sneaking behind your back with this stuff is what destroys marriages because it destroys trust and if she can do this to you then what else is she capable of doing???
If you put up with it then you are going to get more of it and pretty soon you will be telling us DC moved in with you and is destroying marriage or you are in jail because she accused you of rape or assault…You have a choice to make and either option ain’t worth a damn but one of them will be better for you in the long run…Good Luck and Happy Birthday…
Not my business, but this sounds like wise advice. And after reading Big Country’s saga of woe, I reminded my husband how lucky he is to be married to me!
BCE: A wife’s first responsibility is to her husband. She is to honor her parents, but when she marries she is to cleave to her husband. And her daughter is not a young child, but an adult. Either she got a particularly crappy genetic inheritance, and/or her parents did a crappy job – – – but she is no longer her mother’s responsibility – – – and should NOT be her priority. YOU should be. And if you are not, you’re not getting the love and respect that you should as head of the household.
Ding, ding, ding….Winner winner chicken dinner!
Big’un…Take her advice…and take care of yourself. We want to wish you another Happy Birfday next year. I’m around the corner and down the road from you right now. Rode past that new hospital last night on my way to Fred’s for supper with my Baby Girl, my two Grands, and Sister. As much as we lust err err Love The Hair Diva, YOU are the glue that holds this bunch of ne’er do wells and pirates together. So we can sniff together and stay together. “Don’t bogart that tube, my Friend…pass it over to me.”
You have to make your own decisions, BCE (isn’t that what grown-ups do?)
BUT– Lineman and 3G4ME both have very valuable perspective.
Most especially when it means YOU, as the man, and head of the house, should/ must/ need to be honored as such.
It is the right order of things.
And if you choose to not “lay down the fucking boundary hammer” with your wife, you are by definition allowing / attracting into your life the chaos that these people create.
Agree about “united front” of you and wife looking outward at the world together. Ans if she chooses to continue enabling DC, well, it may be worth considering a “sit down talk” as relates to that fucking hammer referenced earlier.
You are a good dude and we are (some of us) just acquaintances online. You know what’s best for yourself.
But women sometimes need to be told “do this behaviour again, and you will be SOL.”
Happy Birthday. Praying the bullshit settles a bit and your wife recovers quickly.
Happy Bday Big! You are in the youth of old age, cherish it cuz it will be gone like an fart in a brisk wind.
Only a matter of time before DC figures out how to drain Granma’s bank accounts and home equity, steal and wreck her car, have the SS checks rerouted to her pimp, etc..
Then it will fall on you, BCE and your paycheck from the glorious people’s tractor factory to bail that whole clan out.
Or, not (hopefully).
Happy birthday, wish it was happier.
Isn’t DC still wanted by the florida police?
Also i’m betting she called the inlaws and thats how they found out she was homeless.
Dear BCE:
Did you go loco lately? Everything JimmyPx said is what you said happened in your AO. We of the Usual Suspects are wondering if you meant your word about laying out the consequences for Pretty Wife, she had to pick you or DC. Anal bleeding and then runs to take care of DC on your birthday? You, dear Sir, are now lower on the list than Sausage Queens droppings. Sorry I had to say that but the facts speak for themselves.
You have done enough. The family of eternal drama is going to kill you. When Pretty Wife comes back, let her know in uncertain terms that if actions like that are repeated you are done. I’m assuming the house is in your name, if so keep it that way. Set boundaries and keep her to them and most important don’t let them pull you into their shit show. It will be little by little. To wit “oh please just this one little thing…” And they will use the Gran babies as levers, just you watch.
You first this time as you’ve earned it and most important that faint glow in the distance is the light I hope you get to walk into. You are a good man.
Spin, Private First Class, Usual Suspects Army
PS: Still sending prayers for Gretchen
Exactly don’t stay in a situation you know is going have destructive consequences later on just because you don’t want to deal with the shit now… Trying to ignore or pacify the problem always ends with the problem kicking your ass later on down the road I’ve seen it time and time again and the sad thing is no one hardly ever listens…
Agreed. I’m sorry that things are getting ugly again, but you laid down the law once and gave Gretchen a choice. Either she meant her decision or she didn’t. She now has to make the decision final – one way or the other. If you don’t break this cycle, it’ll destroy you, but it will be agonizing until it finally grinds itself (and you) to the bitter end. It’ll also affect the grans. I don’t envy your dilemma, but you’re in a battle. You need to take charge.
My happy birthday wish for you is sincere – you have friends here.
Prayers outbound.
And that, is why I’ve gotten out of the advice business. Especially for people online. Family, only if they ask it.
Anymore, my advice on advice is the same as foreign wars and entanglements — Not my pasture. Not my bullshit.
I figured she would be back and said so several months ago. Of course, I was shot down by your fanboys. smh…Oh well, I know how these loser drug heads think and behave. Seen it before.
My dad left behind a couple of sporterized Enfields from 1944. They’ll kick your shoulder out of joint but are damned accurate. The Canadian Alpine Unit stopped using them only a few years ago. You can easily get parts, even the kit that goes in the stock. Good luck with everything.
Continuing to pray for Gretchen’s health; adding prayers for your patience and sanity.
I’m hoping the other grands have been notified so they can keep K safe.
Based on what you’ve shared about DC’s past behavior, I would urge you and Sapper to avoid being alone in the house with her, ever!
Plus, after she’s been visiting DC, I suggest you pray over Gretchen in the name of Jesus for the removal of any spiritual attachments. You don’t need any of that in your home. Hang in there!
Busy hands are happy hands, and tend to keep the mind off all the distractions (and sometimes disappointments) of life. Thanksgiving wishes for Gretch to get through this OK (and you too).
Imagine the shockwave had you bailed on her birthday. Holy shit.
Yeah, no kidding.
But also….I get it.
It’s her daughter. No matter how awful, she always will be. The Parable of the Two Sons (Prodigal Son) comes to mind.
Happy BirTHday, guy.
That’s a pretty sub-optimal birthday dude. Then again, at our age (I’ve got a few on you), any B-day on the sunny side of the turf is a good one. On the bright side of being alone all day, you had 8-12 hours of peace and quiet.
Reading through the comments, we all seem to have our share of family drama. We’re guardians for my wife’s grandson, and have been basically since birth. The child’s father would rather be with heroin than his own son.
Now we’ve got drama with the wife’s middle son, who violated the first rule of women: Don’t put your dick in crazy. He did, and they have a son. The wife, much like yours, tried to help her son by letting them live in the cottage on our property. Crazy Bitch (CB) trashed the place (broke every doorframe, smashed cabinets, broken windows, flooded/rotten bathroom, etc) and we had to kick them out. Now she’s left him, taken the kid, and filed a restraining order against him as if he was the abuser.
Not sure it’s any comfort, but we all got family drama, so you aren’t alone. May God bless you both and keep you healthy.
Good God BC! You are a drama magnet. Prayers for Gretchen, both for healing and that she recovers her sanity. If she would stop emoting and use logic, she would lay down the law to her parents. If they take in DC and are left financially ruined they are on their own. Sounds like you will also need to have a serious heart to heart with the wife. Hopefully she will think it through with her head and remember it’s you and her first.
Yeah but it’s not her and him. It’s her and BCE’s roof and health plan first.
I know, I’m a stone cold bastard and haven’t walked a mile in any of the participants’ shoes…. but still.
BCE: Another bit of stone-cold bastard ‘wisdom’ is that genetics is pretty much all she wrote. Destiny. Almost impossible to dodge. You’d put down a dog if it were DC. The hook is the grandkids — and the idea that you can make a difference and ‘save’ them. You can’t. It’s written in the double helix. They’re going to grow up to be, well, ‘problematic’ no matter how much love you give them and how many good works you do.
Not saying bail today. But man…
The poster above with the bit about shrooms being good for PTSD might be onto something.
That plus some free associating about trauma bonding, the whole need to be a sheepdog to be able to keep on going, etc… Hard to go there I know but again still…
Been reading you for roughly a year, frankly dude your a walking talking shit show. That said, I don’t think things are as bad as you portray them.
Let me share this. Getting old ain’t for pussy’s. 55, Happy Birthday, get your head outta your butt, stand up take responsibility for your words, your deeds. Most importantly speak the truth!
Biggy I don’t know you, but I’ve live a lot of life. Only you can unfuck what’s going on.
Did I understand you’re going to a fucking shrink? Wow, I’ve never ever heard of a “ conservative mental health provider”. Which leads me to this. Bad shit in, even Badder shit out. 90% of these head Drs, started as patients. Most didn’t have the skills sets to even unfuck themselves, their families. Now they’re giving life’s advice to others. What’s wrong with that pictures.
I’d like to suggest something the VA is studying right now. It’s micro doses of psylicodmen ?dosed in very small doses. It done under the direction of mostly PHd”s with treatment degrees.
I was volunteering down at the Reno VA
LAST year for 8 months,,,,,and volunteered to driver our brothers and sister to these treatments. Did that daily for oooo six months among my other duties, so I spent roughly an hour a day listening to these vets talk openly about how this hallucinogen were solving their PTSD issues.
I don’t know your case history, but I do read what you wrote and shake my head almost daily. Maybe just maybe these micro dosing medical treatments might help. I also know a couple Retired SEALS who have gone thru it, they praise the program tell me it saved their lives post military.
might be a step in the right direction.
As usual take my advice or not, I’d like to see you live a long and wonderful life with your shit squared away
Dirk
a)
Dirk makes an excellent point.
My neighbor works with an organization touting the benefits of clinical microdoses of Psilocybe cubensis (‘magic mushrooms’).
The success of her work with veterans and convicts suffering from PTSD is remarkable, way beyond projections.
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Her parent organization is global.
One week, she is facilitating a conference in Iceland, the next week she is in Brazil or Japan.
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b)
Some men are moving away from relationships with women.
Apparently, some men prefer peace and quiet.
Some men claim they get more accomplished in one minute than they did all week before they decided to be single.
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c)
We operate a small organic teaching farm near the outskirts of Eugene, Oregon.
With zero interest in televisionprogramming, my only contact with the ‘outside world’ is reading the marxist weekly (one link in a vast chain of fish-wrappers aimed at impressionable minds in university towns).
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The employees are Hive drones.
Motto:
* We Thrive On Churning The Chaos We Create!
Large Marge, clearly you,are far more informed on the micro dosing than me.
I was just watching UTube a show by a guy named Shawn Ryan show an ex SEAl and CIA contractor. He was talking about going thru this very program and the major Benefits he personally received, in a nut shell he says bluntly” it Fucking works!
I see the REAL PROBLEM as this. We have a science based on Profit, not for The GoodOf The People. The sooner we shit can big pharma, the sooner we all start healing.
Happy Thanksgiving to you all!
If you don’t have a restraining order against DC, I would suggest you get one ASAP. Will likely save a whole lot of grief.
AGREED!
Also record any and all interactions with her.
This right here.
BC, your wife is making some very bad choices. Prepare accordingly.
The SMLE(“smelly”) – Lemme look through the parts pile. I think I have a bolt and maybe a mag. The bad news: IIRC the thing you gotta remember with SMLE bolts is the head space is set by changing the bolt face.
Oh great, DC is just the gift that keeps on giving (misery unto others).
So if DC has some (actual) infectious crap and dropped a nuclear deuce on the bus …
Then someone else has to use the toilet and potentially gets sprayed with CRPA, CRSA, MRSA, or a number of other really nasty resistant bugs that can enter breaks in the skin?
And how far would this spread?
And then someone else near DC after arrival … [REDACTED]
Pleasant thoughts.
It won’t be long before she moves some druggie dude in with her. Get all valuables out of the house….or not. lol
I hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving !
You too, bud.
You too, bud.
(Misspelled my email above.)
I smell a fundraiser.
Nope… for ONCE, we got this…
Thank Crom or > insert Deity-of-Choice < we're able to pull this off as Doc Samizdat got out a referral to a fren of his who's competent, capable and here in FL. Any questions fecal penis?