JamesSavik

I-35W/TX 77 == the Denton Rd

I need help with a couple of details on the DFW area during the late seventies. The area has grown and law change over the years. The accuracy of these details are important for a story that I'm working on. 1. At what age can you get your Texas drivers license in 1978? 2. What is the main road from Dallas to Denton at this time?

A good name and a theme for a story: Figuring Out the Happily Ever After I want to read it.

When I drop dead, I want an obituary limerick. Vulgar, crude and bawdy! Some thought James was exceptionally rude, Others thought the old boy was crude, But if you got his bro-mance And got into his pants You would discover him exceptionally lewd!

WTF!?

That's why they call the the Filthy-delphia Eagles- their fans are nucking futz.

Stepping into the reality zone for a minute: Earlier in the thread, I said that I have no idea what constituted a HEA (or happily ever after). Really. I don't. When I was a kid my relationships were broken up and there was punishment all around. Severe wrath of God type punishment where scripture was invoked and souls were damned. I learned that I was evil and shameful. Later on relationships were by mutual consent on the down-low. They were what you might expect: get it while you can, no commitment, and for god's sake keep your mouth shut. Even as I got older, the trend was in. Gay = sex = short term, no strings relationships. I didn't make the rules. It was simply the way that it was. Occasionally you would run into a queen who would make you go through a great drama to f**k her by saying I've got a lover. It wasn't real. She just didn't want to make it easy. To me that was just plain like speaking alien. My attitude was: Well, so what? Bend over bitch. We're wasting time. I was conditioned to not care about relationships because they were either taken away and we were punished or that was the way of the culture. I was like Brian Kinney of QAF- not with the good looks and money but with the attitude: we're queer so we f**k. That's what we do. Asking what comes next was beside the point or even silly. We, as in gay people, were defined by sex so run up the score. That was my happily ever after and it would have worked too if reality hadn't raised it's ugly head in the form of HIV/AIDS. That changed the whole Gay World. For the first time ever- stable gay monogamous relationships actually made sense. When I first heard about gay marriage, I though it was, no shit, a joke. I actually joked about it. How am I supposed to be gay married, lazy and shiftless? My wife won't let me? With gay marriage and adoption, you crusaders are ruining everything cool about being gay. Why should str8 people have the monopoly on marital misery? I was gay-marriage-phobic because I knew with my peculiar psychological conditioning, it would simply never happen for me. The future belongs to you kids. The ones of you that haven't been abused to the point of being psychologically damaged. You can make this work. Those of us of a certain age simply don't have the programming for it and couldn't take the upgrade even if it were offered. ------------------------- I don't know. Maybe this should have been a blog post. Maybe I've said some things that shocked folks or made you think less of the Despicable Cat. Moderators- don't delete. If this was too much truth in one bale, I'll move it to the blogs.

best wishes mate

best wishes Lacey!

Actually it's the other way around- we protest opression.

Can-opener.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xos60guCmIg

It's obviously Ginger!

I've skipped gym time for various reasons: the flu, recovering from another virus that's nearly impossible to spell and recovering from an encounter with a rabid dentist. Anywhere from a week to a couple of months.

>>What do you consider happily ever after? I have no idea.

I'll spot for you.

Whether or not they get another shot depends on which one and why I dumped him in the first place. For instance... the ever drunk guy that calls me drunk and horny at 2 am... not so much. Anyway... he would just fall asleep. The guy that got promoted and transfered to the D.C. office... getting warmer. Much, much warmer! It's an easy game. See how it is played?

They do exist but almost everything you know about them is wrong. Every myth has its beginning in some truth. About 35,000 years ago and alien expedition was marooned here on earth. They were faced with an impossible dilemma: die out or mix with the locals. They changed humanity and themselves. Neanderthals died out almost over night and modern man suddenly appeared. It was as if the Neanderthal had a complete upgrade that made them much more intelligent and with language skills. Vampires are those with a rare triple recessive gene that makes them most like the Ancients. The do not drink blood. That's a myth. They do require infusions of life energy which they take in small amounts from ordinary humans. Their most distinguishing characteristics is that they are sun-light sensitive, pale in appearance and have very long lifespans. There are two types: half-bloods and true bloods. True bloods have the triple recessive genes while the half-bloods only have the pair. Half bloods are completely indistinguishable from ordinary humans. They are weaker than full-bloods and don't have the long life-spans. Half-bloods also lack the photo-sensitivity of the true-bloods. The Ancients don't like the limelight. They stay in the shadows but guide and push humanity forward. They have been kings and scientists and statesmen. They have also been butchers and dictators and manipulators. They are just like us: good and evil, wise and foolish, benevolent and malicious. The fate of our two races are hopelessly and completely ensnared.

Ping Pong Summer http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/ping_pong_summer/ Truly vomit inspiring. The movie is bad to start with. What makes it so bad that it's a sign of the apocalypse is the sound track. It was on before Inside the NFL and I had to watch the last few minutes. That's all it took. :thumbdown: :thumbdown:

The cat is allergic to codeine

Holy Crap, that's the biggest cat I've ever seen!

Me in the waiting room...