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Did you ever hear anyone state they had it all in hand?

And they they grabbed their bowling balls and headed for the local gaming area for a beer ... thus the pyre erupted over who was the winner ...

The lower ranges ignited as a burned earth policy ... even information and intelligence went up in smoke ... impulse caused all toe forget everything ...

It sometimes may come upon you when with a maid ... it could be milk, sea, or some wandering type ... thus we must love em all ... and business converged on a mall for a bit ... hen altered course for avarice ... Ava being a change in Ada ... to Ava 'art ... gassy? Life is like that ... thin essence ...
 
Expect letter drops here and there as great powers interfere with internet as they have with all communication over the ages ... and power slipped out of hand! That is hedonism! Great pleasure to see your relatives fall from the tree ... stunning outcome?

This is occurring in the land of Steppes and carrying over to here given the Precedent of relations to the gremlin ... a Kremlin over there ... as a bricked establishment containing hostiles ...

Best friends, sol-mates and self consumption? It is how it goes down hard ...
 
@chansen ----love, love, love what you wrote about. Good for your young friend, and good for your family. Along with my replaying the Kentucky Derby multiple times (!), this is the story I love the most today.
 
Thanks @Nancy, but my kids aren't so happy. The scream, they say, was too loud.

No, everybody is pleased. His mom, who is our good friend, is very happy. He almost went to Western and nobody should live in London, Ontario. She certainly didn't want to drive there.

I'm still stoked. He deserved it. His high school, which my daughter also attended, doesn't seem to inflate marks like some. I look with suspicion at 95s and higher, because those kids used to come along rarely. One kid in my high school got a 98 average, not in my year, and they about held a parade for him. Now those numbers are everywhere.

These feel good stories sorta restore your faith in humanity. I know that positive feeling will be shredded soon enough, but I'm just enjoying it for now.

I hope I get to drive him to uni this fall. His mom doesn't much like to drive. It depends on when Claire gets to move, who is obviously my biological child and I'm legally obligated to help first.

And hey, it's not all positive. He didn't apply to engineering. I decided to not hold that against him.
 
chansen said:
He almost went to Western and nobody should live in London, Ontario.
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*ahem* :sneaky:

I mean, it's not the most scintillating place on Earth but I can think of worse places to live after 27 years here (plus a year doing a degree at Western in the 80s). I actually quite like it as a place to live.

Love that a good, compassionate person got what they wanted and will get a chance to contribute in a meaningful way. Doesn't happen enough in this world. (y)
 
Hey ... is critical analysis a process of looking at stray situations with a sense of qualm ... that's the question.

Some forms of god in hard physical form do dislike being observed too closely ... and thus Cloes down as depression in history or dip in the time-light field as sensed by Einstein ... a single anonymous vessel ... a crock to an entire generation that called him a monster because of his intellect ... think that over a bit! You may have to drop out of the modern rush a bit to examine that ... some people hate that drop!

Imagine Cloe as a myth that crossed the Tiber ... some stories about ephemeral activity do spread ... gentile-like and counter to the Judes ... these powers will abuse intellect to destroy the significant other ... consider how that woman in Boston buried the hatchet ... nothing may be the only thing free of the crap mortals generate ... like intelligent love-making is evil ... a blown thought out of a little hamlet in GEO Ghia ... there dark phantoms ... hard to see at night time when they creep around disturbing dreams.

It is as they say don't fall in love with a dream you know nothing about ... but the process happens ... just to demonstrate the enigma connected to blindness ... unless you feel your way, well, through the problem! Did you get deep enough?

Puzzling? I do hope so SU ... and some say J' Sue for a reaction ... in plural ... Jesus? Wild and released from reality by ... I'll say no more ... the answer is out of 'ere ...
 
Mendalla said:
*ahem* :sneaky:

I mean, it's not the most scintillating place on Earth but I can think of worse places to live after 27 years here (plus a year doing a degree at Western in the 80s). I actually quite like it as a place to live.

Love that a good, compassionate person got what they wanted and will get a chance to contribute in a meaningful way. Doesn't happen enough in this world. (y)
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Especially if you test the inhabitants with enigma ... things they do not know are said to be evil ... thus a population of democrats ... that counter monarchist! It is a conflicted world until things are filtered out with proper and adequate RO ... some say that's rud-EH ... a red line, or lion? One must word the phonetic ...

Several of my supervisors declared they knew everything needed to lead ... and then the lead toxin set in ... when I discovered cover-up! The problem is far larger and vaster than a mortal can construe ... test the outlanders ... sometimes known as Black Swans as they are mostly below the sight-line of the EL-ite as alloyed to position ... staffs with wee points ... as acacia? Thorny issues ... the hammer (Thor) in NY? pore 'n no graphics ... invisible aberrations ...

Very cryptic the anonymous psyche ... but extremely open to interpretation because we really don't know what really go-ests along in the shadow ...
 
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Mrs.Anteater said:
What I wonder about is, that you said

and all I see is you doing the work…..
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He peeled and sliced all of the fruit for the fillings. He was willing to learn how to to make pastry but it wasn't really worth it for five batches. He'll help with the assembly tomorrow afternoon, but it's a bit much to expect him to construct lattice crusts,,,
 
But I just ordered another flashfood box with a lot of apples, and I'm thinking that tomorrow might be a very long day.

I'm also wondering how manipulative it would be to mention to Donald, who makes up the produce boxes, that I'm short of lemons...
 
"We live with a paradise nested deep in our hearts, a place where people treat each other always with great forebearance and kindness and gentility, where adults are respectful towards the young, and where children do not simply respect and fear their elders but also play with them and understand (as children do!) that adults are children too. Always, always. And in our words, well, there are glimpses in our words of the paradise that exists within us. We express our ethics and our morals in words. But our actions are undermined by fear, because the world is a fearful terrain really. Fear is as corrosive as hydrofluoric acid, which I know a little about from working briefly in the oil extraction industry in Texas. Burns through metal and glass, breathing anywhere near it terribly toxic to the human organs. Our fears are real, make no mistake, and there is no such thing in us as fearlessness. But when you mix together our paradise and all too human fear what you get is hypocrisy and betrayal, plain stupidity, all the different human disappointments"
--excerpt from Ashland by Dan Simon

Don't feed the wrong wolf
Always return with Love

Joy and Peace
 
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