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Friends Are Like Jewels
Cuddle: me saying I had a glass of wine and someone else saying I didn't drink, isn't a lie. She didn't realize I had a glass of wine. Had we, or I, lied...I would've stuck with her lie and said "Nope. I didn't drink. Not a drop of alcohol." Second, Tam...you bring up a VERY GOOD POINT. It was lame of me to send a personal attack to her on Facebook. Very unprofessional on my part. But you know what? When I saw that Facebook page, and everyone was so positive about the story, the videos, and all the talk was about how great the Reader was for running it..and she had to kill that vibe by posting all this negativity. And, that stems from her sending personal email/facebook messages to Jan, who is the sweetest lady I've ever met, is kind to everyone at the dog park, and is wonderful. For Sundi to send her a mean message about how I am unprofessional, I never talked to her, I should write about her in the story...BEFORE THE STORY RAN. And, after witnessing Sundi yell at countless people at her party for Robert, I thought it was worth mentioning to her (via private facebook message). Is that so out of line? Yeah, maybe a bit. I should rise above that. But when I have a 65-year-old lady at the dog park say how scared and worried she is about Sundi and her antics, on a time that should be about a beautiful human being fighting a horrible illness...well, I guess then I can't control myself. But since we're bringing that up Tam, can you explain (since you seem to be speaking on their behalf), why in the world would Sundi be so mad with people calling for directions, or putting pineapple on a part of the table she didn't want it, or the many other things? Or about me writing about Roberts family, which she insisted to Jan I don't? Would you, or would anyone, do such a thing? I've gone to CD release parties, art parties, military homecoming parties, where the person releasing the CD or creating the art, is hardly mentioned. And they are STILL THRILLED by the coverage. Because my story isn't one or two pages about a CD that's released. It's about a party -- what kind of food, what people, what conversations do I witness... I do agree, that mentioning a few things in the article was probably not a good idea (two weeks to live, being one of them). But I wanted to convey to the readers, the seriousness of the situation.— October 29, 2009 10 a.m.
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I'm going to bed. But Pete, the only rant and rave I want, is my Stray Cats CD (Rant n Rave with the Stray Cats). I don't like doing it. And, it would be cathardic, I guess. If I thought I got thru to people that get so easily offended. russl...most restaurants surprisingly, don't have a problem, with dogs on their outdoor patio. We often eat at Wine Steals in Point Loma, with dog in tow. Pat & Oscars we're always at, eating outside. And a few other places that aren't coming to mind, as it's 3 a.m. We always ask first, and they say it's cool. Our dog never barks, so other customers never mind. Regarding cats, yes..they bury their business. Great. But really, does Lillian, with her rose bushes, have to go out and deal with buried cat poo in her garden? Because neighbors decide to get a pet that they let roam the streets at night? And probably having mad, kitten sex right outside her window. Which not only keeps her awake, but reminds her of a day in '57, with her late husband, in the back of a Chevy at the drive-in.... Oh. At this point, I'll do my new thing. I'll end with my apology. NO OFFENSE TO: those with cats, those that sit at restaurants near me and Cotton, no offense to Lillian, or any old people, or owners with Chevy's (of any year).— October 29, 2009 3:12 a.m.
Matters of Fact
Don't want to get in another fight, as I'm involved in too many others on the board. I do think "a lot" was used properly, surf. And, I saw the mention of Bronson. I saw it the other night at the Ken (I believe that's the only theatre in town showing it). I was rather disappointed. It was fascinating to watch. But at the end of the day, there really isn't much there.— October 29, 2009 2:33 a.m.
Episode I: The Combs Wars
No, we're not done. Not by a longshot! Seth, I met you at a party, and loved talking music with you. You really know your stuff (and you were impressed I knew the PIL song playing). I was just getting a dig in there, because CityBeat on two different occasions, made fun of 'Canes and seems to love anything going down at the Casbah. I'm there at least once a month for a show (ask Ted Washington, he gave me drink tickets a month ago...at Ida Marina). But one of my friends, a former DJ from Rock 105, hates going because of the wanna be hip, scenesters, that stand around talking about stupid crap, or making fun of someone they deem to be "not as cool as them," because they don't have a Ramones shirt that looks 40 years old, or the latest indie band, or whatever. And that vibe bugs.— October 29, 2009 2:20 a.m.
Friends Are Like Jewels
Oh...on a side note to your conspiracy theory about "missing posts", two times in the entire life of this website, have I asked posts to be removed. One was for one of the women on her that complained about someone always bugging them. I sent a message to the administrator on her behalf. The other time, I think it was fumber, but can't be positive. Someone of that ilk. They posted on a thread of mine, and just insulted me for no reason. I asked the administrator if it could be removed, as it doesn't even talk about the topic at hand. Because, I have no problem with someone not agreeing with me, and heck, even calling me a dope for having that opinion. Or for someone saying I was drunk, or got something wrong, whatever. But if you post just to try and "stir things up" and not add anything but a bunch of insults. Ya know what the administrator said to me? I read what he wrote, and it is mean spirited, but we don't want to get in the habit of just deleted something because a writer doesn't like it. So, even an employee here can't get stuff removed!!!— October 29, 2009 2:15 a.m.
Friends Are Like Jewels
I would also like Tam to answer, if after reading what I wrote above, he/she feels it's appropriate behavior by a party host. One that put on a wonderful party, but felt the need to want the story to be about her. And to, instead of letting Robert bask in a piece about his life and his big day, make it all about her.— October 29, 2009 2:12 a.m.
Music and Metallica Fans -- Dumb or Smart?
That's a good point, cardig. But I believe this (unscientific study) looked at SAT scores as the main gage. And, age wouldn't really matter much, either. I've met some old Grateful Dead fans, that have the IQ of a spoonful of Ben & Jerry's. * New Offense Apology: I apologies to all those I offended in this blog: Dead heads, Ben and/or Jerry, fans of Lil Wayne, Adam, PistolPete, Magic, Radiohead singer Thom Yorke, Pearl Jam, Journey (most specifically, singer Steve Perry), The Eagles (aside from Joe Walsh), and all fans of country music and rap. You really need to read, the whole blog (my apologies to radio team Frosty, Heidi, and Frank, who I stole this ending from!)— October 29, 2009 2:09 a.m.
Stupid Cops -- The No Habla English Edition
rickey...well, you're right and wrong. It wasn't Teddy Roosevelt that said that, but Teddy Pendergrass. No, you weren't wrong about that. But about street signs. Sure, stop signs or whatever, may be designed to be understood easier. Nothing says STOP like a big, red octagun shaped sign and word. But, there are many signs that have phrases that aren't common. I see one around the corner from the 101 in Solana Beach that says "Speed humps." Aside from laughing, as I always call them "speed bumps", what person that doesn't know English what know what that means (until they hit one going 25 mph). And, lastly, I'd like to end this apologizing to any person that doesn't speak or read English, that may have had a translator read this to them, so they could be offended.— October 29, 2009 2:05 a.m.
6-Year-Old Evicted
My grandmother (god rest her soul), used to have the TV blasting, even while she slept. IT was hysterical. Except for the times I'd spend the night with her, and had to listen to Larry King's horrible radio show for two hours, at full volume, while trying to sleep (if any talk show can make you go to sleep, it's him; just not turned up to 11). Oh, also...at this point, I should apologize to any 6-year-olds reading this that I may have offended. I understand I sometimes offend people in these blogs.— October 29, 2009 2:01 a.m.
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Geek: great story about punching someone in the nose. Although, I think resorting to violence is never a good thing. You obviously, disagree. I'm glad when we met for lunch when you were in town (my treat, as always)...that I didn't punch out the waiter at 'Canes who told me on the phone it was okay to have a dog on their patio, but when I got there with my St. Bernard, or Maltese, whatever breed it is the shelter gave me...he said I couldn't have it there. Instead, I scolded him loudly, moved my car into the shade and rolled down the windows. And made sure we ate quickly, so I could retrieve him and walk him. Oh, when he pooped, I recall you asking me why I was picking it up, since it was underneath a bush off the boardwalk and nobody would notice. Sorry. I don't roll that way. Maybe I'm a d***. NO, scratch that, I'm a big d***. But I don't leave my messes for others to clean up. I'm sure your cats do that to the neighbors yards up north where your ate. Most cat owners are like that. Peace.— October 29, 2009 1:57 a.m.