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Remains of the Day
"Drunks are often pretty deep thinkers - it is their unpredictable anger that is disconcerting. Makes it just about impossible to help them." Boy oh boy, yes, skennerl. Deep, destructive thinkers on ingrained scripts one can't talk them out of following. They chew on the same questions over and over, with no resolution, circling the drain.— November 27, 2009 9:08 a.m.
Turkey Day
Oh really, why would I be George in this scenario, rickeysays? It doesn't seem on target to compare an emotionally charged situation such as gringo and I were trying to describe and a situation from Seinfeld, but I'm all ears.— November 27, 2009 9:04 a.m.
Lacanian TV AD: Petit Hommage to the “Wicked Costly” Installment of NHTBW by FullFlavorPike
And I am flattered you read this piece, John! To make any sense of it, you have to study Pike's first. Happy Internet Cafe day! ;)— November 27, 2009 5:15 a.m.
San Diego Coalition of Reason
I think we talked about Maine before, Duhbya. Didn't we have a convo a couple months back, in which you rhapsodized about fish tacos, and we agreed to become co-owners of a restaurant? ;)— November 27, 2009 5:11 a.m.
San Diego Coalition of Reason
Yeah, I figured you'd say as much. It is unfortunate--do you see any kind of recovery along with the economy, or is this a death knell?— November 27, 2009 4:22 a.m.
Remains of the Day
skennerl, an excellent observation about how we intuitively try to rebalance. I once knew a man who sat down hard on his emotions (with the exception of anger) to the point that he hated eating (all forms of sustenance) and the color green (of living things), and numbed himself with beer and clamato until around 5pm each day, when he switched to rum and coke until bed. If you remarked that it was a beautiful day, he'd have at least three immediate reasons why it wasn't. Partial explanation of his fierce death drive was that his five sisters all died of cancer; he himself continued to smoke like a chimney. When this man finally got cancer, and began chemo and other treatments, he was constantly hopped up on opiates for pain, which, along with his other drugs and quickly growing tumor, effected a startling change in his behavior. He began to hug people, and talk about things he loved, instead of things he hated. He spoke in sentimental tones, and with hope for his treatment. He realized he'd been repressing his emotions for most of his life, and suddenly realized how many people he needed to tell that he loved them. He developed a kind of personal spirituality, and spoke of epiphanies. This was the man we were sorry to lose.— November 27, 2009 3:55 a.m.
San Diego Coalition of Reason
"Fairly connected?" As in, 'let's get SD a job in publishing-connected'? :)— November 27, 2009 2:48 a.m.
Deep Blue Sea
T for Turk, yep. You should cowrite.— November 27, 2009 2:46 a.m.
San Diego Coalition of Reason
That sounds perfect, and actually, potentially productive--you're on! ;)— November 27, 2009 2:17 a.m.
San Diego Coalition of Reason
Hmmph, well. Try to keep some of that focus for yourself, dear--lawd knows you're gonna need it! ;)— November 27, 2009 1:16 a.m.