Garvald finally arrives back from Byon Bay after tangoing with his fantasy of not getting older while camping out with kids less than haaalf his age!! Where the oldest female is 25, but he swims in the fantasy of still being there age while trying all different HHHerbs! (folks here pronounce the H) He parties until his old body can't stave off the narcolepsy of age, missing out on the best parties or luvin' while all the youngsters are having multiple partners, boys and Sheila in this club Med type paradise!!

So the biggest drawbacks to Oz are the high prices, and paying for Ketchup...1$ sometimes for a couple of table spoons! But I would still do anything to have this paradise everyday! Swimming in the ocean in 68 degree water in the middle of winter! The Pacific Ocean is my backyard! Better than some man made lake big enough to throw a stick acroos in the OkieZone with the obligatory power boat to go waterskiing in!!!

I have still so much to do to fix up in this apartment...I think I want that to be an excuse to extend the stay here in Oz and meeting all my new herb lovin friends!

Friday with Mermaids ; you only wish Garvald!! as the most persistent tasty fruit with an English accent, forces you to make you tell her your age, while you are worried about the others mermaids or sirens who sleep with everybody but you! You silly wanka!

"Comon, Garvald, you cannot seriously be interested in these young girls! You are by the far the oldest man at the Backpackers without any realistic hope of walking on the beach with any of them!"
She says it with the coolest most piercing eyes while freezing your soul and packaging it with the sushi and wasabee mustard! But at least she and her boyfriend laugh at my jokes!!

Well, I figure that I had 10 minutes to chat with you before the sun sets on another day of summer vacation in an Oz winter on the coast?? Can I still escape the loneliness and the inevitability of change...learning to go with the flow...learning to catch each sunset as one would the buzz of life in this brief mortal shell we are in! puff, puff, pass

Well, I've resigned myself to missing out on the sunset, but at least I accomplished a few things,
setting up the new curtain appointment, the man with the glass for the shower showed up, but because of their mistake they couldn't do the work until a tile man took out Dad's grips for taking a shower in a wheelchair.., my neigbor in another Parthenon flat helped put the double bunk bed together. Next week, I have to see the leasing agent to put up for rent before I go!

It's like I don't want to leave this place, my family home away from home will never be the same when we are renting it out. For a brief moment, it is our family home, with Ron nagging me over what we have to do to the place!
"This is a business trip, G!" he scolds me as an older controlling brother would.
Monday, July10th
It's depressing when summer in winter in Oz is almost overwith unless I visit with the travel agent about extending Dorothy's stay sans Toto! The only drawback is getting lonely at night. Big Brother Ron has lighened up on the nagging but I still have to get the place ready and I'm leaving a week from Thursday. Plummers and laborers unfortunately work on Oz time!
I banged my head body surfing underestimating the power of these cruncher waves that slam you to the floor far worse than some overtestosteroned angry bartender or bouncer in the Okie Zone. time to turn off the puter!

Sunday, July 1, 2007

Silver?
Where is the silver lining?
Posted by Two Feathers at 3:35 AM
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8 Comments:
Anonymous said...
savoring every day we have left while accepting our fate of 10, 20, 30, 40,50 years left in our mortal shells?
July 1, 2007 4:14 PM
joe pete said...
just what the hell does that mean? does that have anything to do with 'where is the silver lining?' anonymous, you should get with the program. were you looking at a different blog? and as for the gaddam silver lining, i'll tell you where the silver lining is. george w bush's pocket and jimmy hoffa's sleeping bag.
July 1, 2007 6:46 PM
Anonymous said...
Joe, the silver lining in a black cloud??How is learning to smell the roses a silver lining in life's jouney not have anything to do with the question?I agree with you on Bush's pockets however and lighten up, Mr. Pete, it almost July 4th.
July 1, 2007 7:00 PM
Anonymous said...
Life is so short and we need to relax for a little while and enjoy the view.If someone else is worried about you getting with their "program" the marvelous silver lining is that we have a choice to determine our fates.
July 1, 2007 7:07 PM
The silver lining is when any of my friends or loved ones emails me just to say hi because they were thinking of me!The silver lining is when I find money in unexpected places, or it comes to me in the mail.The silver lining is when I am understood and appreciated without having to try so hard.
July 1, 2007 11:32 PM
s said...
I'm with you M.. and what I would add is that the silver lining for me is that no matter what is going on in my life, the sun still shines, the grass still grows, and water is still wet...
July 2, 2007 10:55 AM
loony witch said...
i think the silver lining is somewhat like the smell of clean sheets when you are exhausted from 18 loads of laundry, or the hilarious look on the baby's face that is covered with chocolate pudding that you are soon going to have to clean off....or the way you can know exactly how to make a kid laugh when they're frustrated....or the chance to kiss a skinned knee and pour some love and reiki into it. i think the silver lining is the upside of a face down penny......at least it's worth a penny.
July 2, 2007 3:38 PM
Cindy H said...
The silver lining is the love that you feel from friends and family that you know will be there for you no matter what you need or when you need it!There is also a silver lining in being able to giggle when someone cusses and grumbles anonymously in a blog, isntead of getting angry!


Monday, July 2, 2007

"being here now
Why did you come here? Where is "here"? Are you "here now"?
Posted by tf at 11:33 AM
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voodoo witch said...
why did you come here?where is here? are you here now?this just begs a long answer. but, as my voice is raspy and i can only talk for a little while, i am here because i love my friend and i love participating in her blogaholism. 'here' is but one in a chain of many stops to make, some come and gone, some on the way....and for this moment, i am here. but in a moment more, i will be looking at some cool picture.
July 2, 2007 3:44 PM
Cindy H said...
I think "here" is wherever our brain is at the moment. It can be here in this blog, thinking of an answer, but can also easily be a world away in some far off land on an adventure of a lifetime in our head! I think we are "here" when we are thinking about ourselves and our thoughts and our lives, which probably isn't as often as it should be, and participating in this blog helps remedy that situation for me.
July 2, 2007 5:43 PM
shirley said...
Here... where is here? Interesting question. I find that when I am "here" at this blog, it feels like I am somehow "at the question of the day" as if it was an actual place... and yet really, I am here at my desk.. and it's my mind that is somewhere in cyberspace...So apparantly I'm not ALL HERE where ever that is...And I came here... well... I came to my office to do some work, I came to this planet to... I don't know... do something... and I came to this blog to see if I could answer this question. And also to see what the other answers were in hopes that other people's answers would direct me to my own.
July 3, 2007 10:22 AM
Anonymous said...
"think "here" is wherever our brain is at the moment."Its nice to let your mind to more pleasant times when the ones that passed were still here sharing your love..."also easily be a world away in some far off land on an adventure of a lifetime in our head!"That is what motivates me to be way far away in a brand new adventure totally out of the comfort zone...I have been doing this fun fantasy more often in my writing...and then believe it or not, I realize the dream so easily could become reality...just taking the little baby steps in your plan!"I think we are "here" when we are thinking about ourselves and our thoughts and our lives, which probably isn't as often as it should be, and participating in this blog helps remedy that situation for me."well written cindy and so sychronistic with my own philosophy !
July 3, 2007 4:16 PM


This is where Voo Doo comes in handy. I don't ever use it though, unless there is just no other alternative. For example, I once used spellwork to cause a woman who was abusing her child to have severe stomach pain any time she went to beat the child. Thank God that situation got rectified. On the next new moon, I will be getting rid of something else that's been bothering me, and it used to own a pair of grey socks with green stripes that are going to be key in my spellwork. It will be great fun, and make me feel a total release, the same as I did when I burned every lie that was written on paper to me. And, it works. My keen bullshit detector is working just fine.....the little abused boy went to a safe home, and hopefully soon I will have some actual peace to enjoy some things which I like to do daily but seem to always be somewhat ruined by grey sock guy. Why? Because I must constantly deal with him. He keeps trying to sneak into my crowd of friends and make me pay attention to him. It's sick. But, I don't want to get rid of my friends to have peace, that's ridiculous. So Voo Doo it is.....
July 6, 2007 3:46 PM Guiseppi Verde said...
Who was grey sock guy and what did you believe were lies that he wrote to you?Did you keep his socks specifically for this voodoo?
July 6, 2007 8:29 PM Anonymous said...
CompulsoryGrey tailored trousersBlack leather beltWhite long/short sleeved button-up collared shirtCollege striped junior tie College green blazerStandard black leather lace-up shoesLong grey socks with green stripesCollege school bag





giuseppe..... yes, I did keep the socks for that specific purpose, because the person physically harmed me. The person would not quit trying to mess with me, and all the lies that were ever written to me by anyone i burned. oh yeah and a bunch of weird stalker pictures with weird little sidenotes that made no sense, and rambling postcards that made no sense....i just burned all of that with every other written thing that i could find of that person's, after the police photocopied them and made a report and had an order of protection put in place naming the person. that way, if he ever shows up again, he will be arrested. the socks though, i am saving for something really good and effective on the next new moon.

I did not physically harm you. I thought that you were going nuts when you started throwing all your clothes in our bedroom closet on the floor like a mad woman. I restrained you out of instinct out of love to help calm you down. We were on the bed and I was on top of you . I did not cause you any physical harm or even bruises. When you asked me to get off of you, I did.
You left with all of your clothes. You came back 2 weeks later with a lot of demands including me staying away from my own home for a week after we made love twice.
Afterwards, you were sitting on the toilet while I was in the bathtub.
You angrily said,
"Just because we made love, don't expect things to be the way they were!"
The next evening you started making unreasonable demands and put a VPO on me and stated rothat I couldnt come to my own house where you were getting free room and board for you and your family. I talked to my lawyer and he stated that a gf couldn't keep a resident away from his own home!
She then kept up a correspondence with my father as if to rationalize why she was breaking off the engagement. My father said how strident she always was on the phone.

I loved her as if she was my angel instead of just a voodoo devil disguised under the facade of being a loving woman! Her evil side has come out along with poor physical health that is a result of hatred and anger tearing the person up!

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