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Facebook, Twitter, or MySpace?
If I have to use a "networking" site, it's MySpace. Twitter isn't worth beans, and Facebook is way too easy to hack into. However, I'm just not that much into any of them. I have an e-mail account at MySpace, which I do like. --LPR— April 21, 2010 12:47 p.m.
Curfew Confusion
When I was living in Lemoore, one of our local TV stations (ABC-30) would, at 11pm, broadcast the following before the late-night news: "It's 11pm. Do you know where your children are?" Usually, I was in bed, btw (I hit the rack around 10pm, unless I was with my dad and his ladylove at the CPO Club's Shrimp-A-Peel/dance at the Naval Air Station.)--my schoolwork often wore me out. Still, I often wondered where the rest of my schoolchums were. --LPR— April 21, 2010 12:41 p.m.
Getting The Check
I know what you mean about the whole experience. It's not easy having to schlep yourself to any government agency field office to resolve a situation. Of them all, DMV is definitely a 9.5 on my "Welcome To Beauracracy Hell" meter, with County Family Service Centers a close second (these are the folks who process and adjudicate your apps for EBT/Food Stamps; Medi-Cal; and General Relief). A lot of folks who go to the SSA field offices are usually sane enough to go sober and clean, follow the rules of the office, and treat the staff like human beings...but you still have folks who forget that not following "The Golden Rule" has far worse consequences than a butt-chewing when it comes to places like this. I go to the Oceanside SSA field office since it's right on the 309 North route (and one hundred yards from the bus stop). I plan any needed trips there for Tues-Thurs mornings (less crowded, less stress), bring all supporrting documentaion needed, plus pack two books in my messenger bag (plus bottled water), and turn my cell phone ringer to "silent" before going in. Just remember, your turn does come. Treat the worker like a person, and it all goes smooth. Act like a slimer--you're gonna get wiped out the door! Good article, enjoyed it! --LPR— April 19, 2010 8:20 p.m.
What's So Good About "Good Friday"?
Thanks, folks! Will be starting breakfast in a few minutes: grilled ham w/scrambled eggs and iced French Vanillia coffee. Will be posting another thread later tonight. --LPR— April 3, 2010 8:05 a.m.
Trying to find love...
So far...no luck. However, like anything else worthwhile, sometimes the chase is better than the catch. I'll keep you posted on this...it's something that I do feel is important. --LPR— March 30, 2010 2:02 a.m.
Trying to find love...
In a way, AG--there is a difference. However, if very closely at the "toolbar" near the web-page's header, you will notice that one of the heading has a different tint. Hit here, and you will see what I am talking about. They all go by different names--but selling "premium service packs" is how some of these dating sites make their money, along with ads for "affiliated" sites. And a lot of times, they will not take a debit card for payment. has to be "bank issued" or "connected to a bank account." Still, I am putting the "Free-Side" part of "POFITS" to use. I've already checked out four possible matches, and responded to two of them. Let's see what happens next, hmmmm? --LPR— March 27, 2010 7:18 p.m.
Trying to find love...
So far, as per "Plenty Of Fish"...the thing is that they do have what is called "Premium Servios," and those DO run about $30/month. They also set up the site so that the "Free Membership" folks have very few site priviliges. Kinds stinks, when you look at it. Then again, there is no such thing as "absoluitely free" anything in this day-and-age. Still, perseverence will, indeed, pay off. --LPR— March 27, 2010 2:25 p.m.
What's the worst way to die?
When I was struck down by MRSA back in May of 2005, I knew that something horrid had invaded my body. I knew that inch, by inch, my life force was leaving me...and if all went according to Nature's Plan, only my disease-ridden husk would be left in that hospital bed. And yet--I never was afraid. When I felt at my lowest (not being able to rise up and eat dinner), I uttered a prayer to God: "God, if you can spare me to continue my mission, I beg of you to do so. However, if it is not to be, then send The Reaper, and do it quickly! Either way, So Be It and Amen!" I awoke the next morning, neither in a sea of flames or hearing angelic choruses. I was still on Earth...and God had given me a new lease on the life I was living. The only thing I fear about dying is that I cannot come back to complete my mission. Otherwise, when God sends The Reaper for you...The Reaper WILL be leaving with you, no buts about it! Besides, if I do pass on, I'll probably be in a better place. "And God only knows, and God makes His plan/ The information's not available to the mortal man!" --Paul Simon, from "Slip Sliding Away." --LPR— March 22, 2010 11:37 p.m.
i guess i just wish...../Pistol Pete
How dark is dark, anyway? Do we really want to expose that part of ourselves in the light of day? For I can tell you that some things can be brought to light (I used to write dark poetry when I was younger), to deal with and expose our darker selves is still a taboo subject in these times. Still, without "the dark," we would be hollow as human beings. The "yin-yang" symbol sums it up best here! --LPR— March 16, 2010 10:05 a.m.
aaaaaaahhhhh the Irish
Haggis--nay on that! If I'm going to have anything made with oatmeal, I'll have mine straight and dry, with a bit of maple syrup or honey, thank you very much! Give me some decent shortbread and a liter of chilled Earl Grey tea, and I'm a happy lad! --LPR— March 16, 2010 9 a.m.