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250 posted 03-13-2004 07:09 PM       View Profile for nakdthoughts   Email nakdthoughts   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for nakdthoughts

~smiling~ at you all

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251 posted 03-13-2004 07:19 PM       View Profile for Nightshade   Email Nightshade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nightshade's Home Page   View IP for Nightshade

What were we wearing? Ummm...it was quite some years ago....let me see....no, the bee costume was for something else...feather boa?...no..no...umm....gee, I can't remember Karen. Maybe NancyLee can recall. Hee hee.
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252 posted 03-13-2004 11:12 PM       View Profile for Enchantress   Email Enchantress   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Enchantress



Heh heh...I'll never tell.
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253 posted 03-14-2004 03:15 AM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

Okay, okay I was gonna tell ya!  Just feel stoopid telling this to the world actually

My close friends in here know this story already but Nancy Lee, even I can top Husband #2 with my Husband #1 story, but if we go to #3 it only gets ugly so let’s go back to #1.  Okay picture this it was 1965, and two newlyweds are not only tired, but very excited when they see the exquisite villa they are actually going to be staying at for a week.  The Villa was owned by a family at the time, who loved very ornate things, so therefore the fixtures in Le Casellacce were all gold or gold-plated I supposed.  Bill said he was going to go for a walk around the grounds so I decided to have a bubble bath in the fabulous bath that was actually going to be mine (or so I thought for the next week.)  This was a lovely private villa on top of a big hill near a place called, Contignano, and to give you an idea where – that is where they filmed the English Patient (the movie) years later so you might remember it from the movie.  Anyway…there I was all those wonderful bubbles and hot water, feeling like I simply had died and gone to heaven, when I decided for some ungodly reason to fiddle with the taps with my toes.  All to soon unfortunately my big toe got stuck in the stupid swan’s mouth and the harder I tried to get it out, the worse my situation got.  

After some time I started to go a little crazy, not to mention I was tired out letting out cold water and putting in more hot, to speed up the process of looking like a prune.  Where the heck was Bill anyway I wondered (only later to find out he was sitting outside on the lawn wondering what was going on inside when a fire truck came up the hill, while I was in this mess!)  I couldn’t reach the phone and obviously I couldn’t stand so I started yelling!  

Eventually a maid showed up, and with an exclamatory “Momma Mia!” she disappeared to return with a man in tow, carrying a plunger for goodness sake, what was he planning to stuck that toe out of there, and there I was in my birthday suit.  
I started yelling again, “towel, towel, please, towel” (and me without that dang Italian/English dictionary.)   I now think they were enjoying my discomfort but can’t prove it, because I did not get my towel, but they did finally leave.  So … I figured just relax and Bill will be back soon and he rescue me.  

Nope – in comes the Fire Department or two firemen anyway, and one is kind enough to hand me his opened shirt, which I take gladly.  I should like to mention that we could use a few firemen like those ones here I might add.  No way was my toe going to come out of that tap even all greased up, and now my foot was swollen.  So, one fireman stands up and begins to smash the tiles on the wall, oh great, now I have my foot back but I also have a gold swan sucking on my big toe!  The cute fireman stays while the other one leaves and returns with a small saw of some sort, and tries to explain what he going to do, which I don’t get, and start yelling, basically, “No way!”  In came the owner, his wife, and at this point I am surprised no one brought his or her dog with them.  The fireman explains to him, he tells me, and the solution it seems is to use the saw to take the heavy tap off so they can put my foot in ice to get the swelling down to get it off, made sense I guess in theory.  However it didn’t work!  So, this brilliant fireman decides to cut it off, and proceed to cut it off all right and also cut my toe!  So, to make this story (which trust me could be WAY longer as short as I can,) my first day in Tuscany on my honeymoon was spent in the emergency ward getting stitches on my toe, attached to the foot that was to climb those hills I didn’t climb all week as I had my foot up most of the time.  The clincher was that when we left we were handed a bill for restoring the wall, the labour costs, the costs associated with replacing that ugly gold tap thing with the swan on it, and the cost to launder the fireman’s shirt for crying out loud, which was probably cleaner than it ever was having spent all that time in a bubble bath!  It didn’t matter to them that the tap was poorly designed and could accommodate a toe quite easily without any effort if one was more careful, and they were only concerned I had destroyed the stupid swan, go figure!  

We or rather I was further humiliated to find out we had made their local paper and I was quite the laugh about town.  When we got to the airport to go home some woman came up to me, actually squeezed my cheeks (like your worst aunt used do,) laughed and walked away without me understanding a word I knew what she was laughing about.  My husband was not laughing trust me.

I learned soon what did make him laugh and decided to let him go laugh himself silly without me to enable him to do it, but that is another story!  


Today I'm only moving clouds, tomorrow I'll try mountains.
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smiling wide here--I still say you went to extraordinary lengths to keep your feet in the air!

gleeful hugs, Shar!

thank you!

shaking me head yet again--and that was just the honeymoon? What could you possibly do for an encore?
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255 posted 03-14-2004 03:41 AM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

Cook for him and his family?  Trust me I tried to burn the house down many a time before I actually learned to cook.  I have as you know Karen, many stories but enjoy this inter-action very much and will wait to share as time goes by.  Lub ya
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256 posted 03-14-2004 04:03 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

and this must be the place...
http://www.italiantownandcountry.com/content.asp?ID=329

day-um.....

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257 posted 03-14-2004 05:45 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

I spend most of my life thinking that there is something terribly wrong with me. What's left of my life, I spend convinced.

I sit here sometimes, pondering the keys & alphabet that comprise this keyboard, as though there is a code I've yet to figure out. Sometimes I feel like an old black jazzman, dropping ashes sideways and picking words like music notes, thinking "yeah, I'll keep that" and typing as if I were taking notation. I miss my glass of Johnny Black. I miss the guys in the band. I wish I knew how to play piano.

I saw David yesterday, though it wasn't something I planned. I'd gone to bring some things to the house I'm moving to, and while I was there, I thought I'd walk a bit. So I walked to the corner drug store to buy myself a new face (cosmetics--half off) and on the way, I saw his wife. Um, his ex wife. OR? His fiance'? As soon as he gets divorced from his second wife, he'll re-marry the first--that's if he gets custody of the baby, which shouldn't be a problem since she's facing charges of attempted murder--er, she wanted, tried, but failed to kill David. The second wife. The first wife had long been cleared of those charges. And they were in love again.

I asked David once, very casually, "Tell me, Dave, are they like this when you meet them, or do ya drive them nuts?"

He sighed.

"I guess I drive them nuts."

"It's okay," I smiled and hugged him. "George makes me walk."

WAKAWAKAWAKA

But anyhoo--

his wife (once removed) walked with me, and just for the occasion, I bought a six pack of Beck's. (Oh shaddup, I was going for the beer anyway, but it was a fine excuse.) So we walked back to his house then, and she let me in, enjoying showing me around.

Nice...I nodded.

It looked like David. A lot of the necessary standard rooms, but? he had a huge back room, filled with sound equipment, and the walls were half-tacked with carpet.

Smile.

He was starting his studio. That made me happy. He's a gifted musician and a better writer--I just wish...wince. Well, we argue over method alot.

I saw the mix board, NOT being utilized--and grinned noting the computer mix set up he boasted in there. I told him he would.
His wife was talking but I didn't hear a word she said as I just drank it all in.

What's this?

I spied on some half written notes on the keyboard and she didn't miss a beat as she shut it, still talking about wife #2.

The back wall was jalosey windows, and I saw a stool and an ashtray, so I took my cue and sat. I cranked the windows open, and put my feet up, lighting a cigarette.

"How did you know that's where Dave always sits?" wifie asked.

"I'm psychic." I grinned, blowing my infamous smoke.

She shook her head and said "yer a trip" as we both heard Dave come through the door.

Dave always looks good, even though he doesn't think so. He began going bald at 24, but bless him, he had the sense not to comb over, much less forward--and he cut his ponytail lest he be termed a "bennie franklin."

I love David, but for an artist? He's just a tad too serious, and I tell him this often too. I told him once, after he'd played a striking set of Rick Wakeman ala YES, that he was 'technically correct', but next time how about having some [expletive] fun?

You'd think he would quit asking me for my musical opinion by now. But? NO.

"I wrote a new song," he told me, happily. He put the groceries down on the counter.

"Give me a hug first," I teased.

He looked dismayed.

"GIVE-ME-A-DAMNED-HUG."

So he did, cringing.

(He is like that.)

Wifie was laughing.

"come give it a listen," he said.

"Dave...?" I was warning him. "You know we can't do this..."

"I'm completely confident this time." He beamed at me.

He let 'er rip.

Hmmm.

Not bad.

Not bad at all.

This had a very distinctive tone, the beats sounded like a mix of something african and the, "what was that?" an accordian almost, with like this reggae flavor too.

Nice.

I raised my eyebrows and nodded, listening.

Interesting jump there--from 4/4 to 4/6 and sifted softly back to 4/4 and then a dramatic drop to 3/4 rhythms....wow.

"Very nice 'intro' Dave!" I was so relieved that it was good. "I can't wait to hear the rest!"

Uh oh.

He was scowling.

"That was it."

Oh.

OH.

"Well, how come?" I was honestly surprised. "You have the facilities now--not like you're paying by the minute."

"That's it because--that is it."

Damn I did it again. I swear to you all I try, I really do, to say nothing but the positive to David, but it seems like everytime...sigh.

(Do you have someone like this in your life?)

It leaves me feeling so socially inept and just damned lonely.

Sigh.

"So what are you doing in our neck of the woods?" he changed the subject glumly.

"I'm moving in." I smiled brightly.

I winced noticing him wince--only I hid mine better.

There goes the neighborhood...

But "wifie" hugged me.

*   *   *

sigh.

I can hardly wait.

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258 posted 03-14-2004 10:08 AM       View Profile for Nan   Email Nan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nan's Home Page   View IP for Nan

"Give us a story,"... her entreat.

I've read this thread and experienced the pains and pleasures of each of your anecdotes through your own personal introspections.  I thank you, each and every one for all you're sharing...

"You MUST have some stories; everyone has stories..."  her insistence.

I've spent each and every hour since serenity's personal request delving within to choose a "story" that would be of interest.  Mind you, I KNOW I've got stories - One doesn't exist in this world for half a century without collecting one or a few personal remembrances of significance, after all...

But what to say?  Tell a humorous quip from a silly moment in life?  That's the safest venture for sure.  That's entertainment of sorts, yes?  OR - Share something from beneath the mirthfully painted concrete exterior?  

What's the true color of mirth, after all?  Who blends life's hue?  Did you know that tossing too many shades into the mix eventually renders the emulsion a muddy brown?  No matter, it's concrete beneath, after all... Glossy? Middle-of-the-road Semi-gloss?  Flat finish?

Still thinking about just how many coats to scrape down, serenity...

I stand unclad in cold façade of stone,
My eyes downcast lest passers-by might see
A glimmering uncast that may have shown
What lies beneath the calloused flesh of me.
  
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259 posted 03-14-2004 10:16 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

Willy Wonka: Don't you know what this is?

Violet Beauregarde: By gum, it's gum!

Willy Wonka: Wrong! It's the most fabulous sensational gum in the whole world!

Violet Beauregarde: What's so fab about it?

Willy Wonka: This little piece of gum is a three course dinner.

Mr. Salt: Bull.

Willy Wonka: No, roast beef. But I haven't got it quite right yet.



Yanno?

Sure you do.

Tell us a story.



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260 posted 03-14-2004 10:20 AM       View Profile for Ringo   Email Ringo   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Ringo

I just got around to reading the latest editions to the journal, and I must say that I got the wide range of reactions: laughter, shock (well, OK... feigned shock, but still...), and total enjoyment (and a slight disturbance at imagining the stately ladies of the blue pages in feather boas and bee suits...lol). It was jsut what I needed for a waaaayyyy too early Sunday morning after the Saturday night before.

And Cpat... married at 16?? I wasn't responsible enough to operate the remote control, much less be married (well, some things don't change). I doff my wildly out of style lid to ya.

Karen.. Shouldn't the ATF have gone to look for Robert at "Sctatch's place???
And that story about the musician??? Man, does that ever hit too close to home. I am that neurotic musician/songwriter that asks friends for their opinions and never believes them whatever the answer. There is no "right" answer with me. When it comes to deciding which cover tunes to throw into a show, there's no one better than me at coming up with the most impossible song to play that is guaranteed to get the audience slamming (like Tragedy, by the Bee Gees for a heavy metal crowd). Ask me for which of my songs to do, and the answer is the same... NONE.
Classic example:
The largest crown I have ever played to was 2,300 opening for a well known metal act that came through town. The band and I sat around deciding on the set for this one particular show, knowing we would have almost an hour to fill.
At the insistance of EVERY member of the band, our manager, my son, and the girlfriends (one of the very few open rehearsals), we threw in a song that I had written with the singer and that we had been working on. This thing is a mix of Iced Earth, and Motorhead, with just a touch of Megadeth, and a System of a Down melodic break in the middle. I finally relented, and the song was in.
The night of the show, we got to that one song (second to the last) and the audience when completely nutz. We got off stage, and the band that we were opening for complimented us on the last part of the show (they had seen the last 3 songs) and especially loved that song of mine. That was almost three years ago... I still hate it because the song sucks. You gotta love that musician ego, eh?

My ex-wife says I never listened to her. At least I think that's what
she said

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261 posted 03-14-2004 10:29 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

nodding tho...I am that guy's greatest fan too. I hate when he asks me to listen to anything, because even if I say NOTHING--he is already oiling the whips for flagellation.



I'm a nice lady, I really am, but my eyes don't lie...he always knows.

And that song? Couldn't have sucked. As I told Dave, people know when they are rocked.

nodding



(somebody send me to bed? yikes has it been days????)
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262 posted 03-14-2004 11:03 AM       View Profile for Nightshade   Email Nightshade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nightshade's Home Page   View IP for Nightshade

Good Sunday Morning Folks!
Mercy, mercy me.  I think that just maybe, all of our lives are entangled in one huge book, that we will not see till we have passed over. Because.....well cause then we will have all of the time in the world to read it.
  It doesn't have a beginning really ... or an end ... and that's the point .... smiles, frowns, tears, death's, births, weddings, divorces, pain and suffering, joy and elation....we have ALL experienced at sometime in our lives. So? Why not share? Somewhere ... someone else is reading and thinking.."hey, that reminds me of the time I.."   Now, that's where it gets really cool. Why does a stranger's story hit home with so many others?
    Write on everyone! Right on!!!
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263 posted 03-14-2004 11:28 AM       View Profile for Enchantress   Email Enchantress   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Enchantress

Chris?

"Somewhere in my youth or childhood...
I must have done something good"  

Ser?~

Please, get some sleep.

I think we really are kinfolk.

I love you guys!!  
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264 posted 03-14-2004 11:14 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

Chrislane? I'm not ignorning you over here--for some reason my mail to you keeps bouncing back.

You have another addy?

and I'll get some rest (or at least pretend to)

I love you all so very much! Thanks for yesterday you guys.

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265 posted 03-15-2004 01:55 AM       View Profile for garysgirl   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit garysgirl's Home Page   View IP for garysgirl

Karen, I told you at the Chat that I just found your thread Friday or yesterday...can't remember which. I've finished reading almost all of it now. And it is all (as Karilea said) a keeper. It's so real and full of heart. You all know that I love that. I've seen and done a lot of things in my life and have learned a very important lesson...finally. That lesson is that whatever a person says or does, it should all come from their heart. And be done because it's what they want to do...not what everybody else wants them to do. That's the only way true happiness will ever be found, I believe. I've spent almost my whole life trying to please other people.....and never could accomplish it no matter how hard I've tried. In fact, I still find myself trying to please others sometimes.

Well, I've got a lot of stories that I could tell. I'll bet some of them ya'll would never believe about me and my life. Some of them are sad, but I've also had a whole lot of fun in my life, too....or they were to me at the time. LOL

It's time for me to go to bed now, but I just might get up the nerve to reveal some of those stories to ya'll one day. HeeHee

Goodnight, everybody....dream sweet dreams.  
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PdV - There's lots more to go - You're embarking upon an exciting journey... and much of your story mirrors mine, btw...
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267 posted 03-15-2004 11:48 AM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

It seems that everyone's mirrored slivered moments reflect somewhat on my own.  I was that shy kid...I lived in the country [sort of] but it was far and enough away from the "town kids" that I had several years of weekends of no friends...

amazing how we look back on this, we see them as stones in our road...or stepping stones by which we proceeded.  Looking forward to your next tale, PdV...and another husband, Mysteria...and oh by the way, Nan...your pink peanut packing styrofoam poem is sending smiles your way.  Big hit in the first three classes.  I'm on lunch break - and will head back to the last of the four classes shortly...it's been a very good day.

We may have a plethora of pubescent poets wanting to join our ranks soon...
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268 posted 03-15-2004 01:19 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

PdV, Nan? Now ya'll know I'm not one to argue (guffaw) but I know stories when I smell 'em, and those are stories.



I understand that some might not be as comfy with this as others, so I apologize for begging--I AM annoying when I beg (just ask "The Wiz" )

I just love people and I love finding out about them--I'm recalling now, a friend that my husband worked with (Ya'll remember spiked?) My hubby worked with him for two years and within ONE week of being introduced to Rich I knew the names of his children, how old they were then, his favorite color(s) and how many siblings he had. My husband said that women are just much more verbal than men--I dunno about all of that--but it seems to me that I must have done some listening too.

But thank you both being so sweet about my being so pushy. I would love to hear more, of course, but I didn't type that.

Ringo? We want more "war" stories of the road too! And nodding, I know most of them can't pass guidelines, but surely there's one or two that can be toned down? *battin' eyelashes*

I'm off to answer my e mail now.(keep an eye out for me Chris!)

ta ta toodles for now! and Sunshine? a plethora of pubescant poets? shaking my head and grinning...gotta love the alliteration.

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269 posted 03-15-2004 01:21 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

and whoooops! I forgot my buddies Ethel? I can't wait, and maureen? please come back...

(I'm trying not to beg, folks.)

And speaking of begging, where's our porch puppy?
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Well, Karen, now that you mention it... there was this one groupie in Lubbock, Tx.. she had the largest.... uh, wait... you said to tone them DOWN, right???

hmmmmmm............

never mind.

I hope you had a decent sleep, and that it was as enjoyable as it could have possibly been.

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she said

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271 posted 03-15-2004 02:41 PM       View Profile for Nightshade   Email Nightshade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nightshade's Home Page   View IP for Nightshade

Karen - got your email, so everything must be working properly now.
I want to write more in here, but this awful cold is not only stopping up my nose, but my brain as well.
  Plus, Meeka, my pooch has decided that it is great fun to dig in the thawing ground!! She has alot of long, white fur/hair, double-coated at that, and well....you can just imagine what she looks like after exploring the garden. Which by the way "did have" purple crocuses blooming, even though they are predicting 4 inches or more of snow to-morrow. Oh joy!! Write on poet friends!!!
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272 posted 03-15-2004 04:35 PM       View Profile for Nightshade   Email Nightshade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nightshade's Home Page   View IP for Nightshade

PDV !!  Hugging you here Sharon. You are about to embark on such a wonderful journey. It is scarey I know. But, oh boy....look out world, here comes a lady who has wisdom and wit, and great writing talent to boot. Everything happens for a reason, I truly believe. You have yet to find out what the "real" reason is for this move.
  I had a big change in my life once. I was terrified. I had no banck account, no job, a car without reverse, and a daughter just entering her teens. What a whirl-a-wind of events since then!!! Smile, you are going to be just fine. We'll always be here for you - your cheering friends. God Speed.
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273 posted 03-15-2004 04:59 PM       View Profile for garysgirl   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit garysgirl's Home Page   View IP for garysgirl

Chris, your car without reverse reminded me of a car that I had once, before I married my last husband.

It was an old standard-shift ford. I got to where I could drive the standard pretty good, but that old Betsy loved to backfire. My daughter was eleven or twelve years old then. When we would have to stop at a red light in town, she would get in the floorboard because she was afraid old Betsy was going to backfire again. It was so loud!! LOL I would get so tickled at her.

And speaking of a car without reverse....around that same time one of my boyfriends had bought a new Volkswagen. It was a cute little thing....yellow...a rabbit I think it was called. Anyway, one time when he got too drunk to drive me home, I drove his little Volkswagen to pick up my daughter from the babysitters house. He had picked me up from work that night and we had gone out. I had to go home so that my daughter could go to school the next day. I had to stop at the TomThumb to get some cigarettes before I picked her up. I got that little car pulled right on up there. Then when I got my cigarettes, I came bebopping back to the car, got in it and couldn't find the reverse. I almost had the thing up on the curb before I finally found the reverse in it. I kept the car that night and took it back the next morning. The place to park the car at the low rental housing my daughter and I lived in had parking spaces where you had to back up. I hunted everywhere for a place to park where I wouldn't have to. I can't remember where I ended up parking that night........
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274 posted 03-15-2004 05:05 PM       View Profile for Ringo   Email Ringo   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Ringo

Cars without reverse... What is this an epidemic??? I had a Ford Escort without reverse. It was a beater, however that thing never seemed to let me down.
I was freshly married, and asked my wife of about 4 months to get the oil changed while I slept off the third shift I had just worked.
She forgot about it (having a pregnancy check had pre-occupied her) and I didn't think to check.
When the engine finally seized, it had gone about 6,500 miles on the oil change.

My ex-wife says I never listened to her. At least I think that's what
she said

 
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