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Gender: Female
Hometown: Atlanta, Georgia
Home country: USA
Current location: Watching my Koi Pond in upstate New York.
Member since: Mon Apr 25, 2005, 10:44 PM
Number of posts: 72,271

About Me

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieve it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. ~~~~~~~~~ For, it ends in the blink of an eye. Carpe Diem (Seize the day)!

Journal Archives

Dar Williams sings You're Aging Well

Dar Williams ~ Whispering Pines

Your Fire Your Soul ~ Dar Williams

Phil Collins ~ Against All Odds ~ Live Aid 1985

What does YouTube recommend for your edification?

It always changes based on your previous searches.
Here's a lovely old one you might enjoy.

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Those days are gone forever.

I am sorry if my post upset you.

I have my own business working with truckers, local and OTR. The industry has cleaned up and cleared out the drivers with substance abuse problems. The old days of a multi-ton potential hazard on the highways isn't as bad as it once was. Indeed, it was scary to say the very least.

I grew up being raised by alcoholics. It saddens me to say that my father and both stepmothers were heavy drinkers. George had his own business. Some work weeks ended on Thursday night and began on the following Tuesday morning because he was a drunk. He tried unsuccessfully to stop a few times when I was young. Many nights I heard him raid the fridge for a beer in the predawn hours. It's taken most of my life to forgive him for what he could not control, to understand that he was truly sick and suffering.

The 1st time I tried a Beer Buzz in the morning . . .

I found out that it resulted in sleeping the daylight hours away. [img][/img]

I was vacation down in Islamorada with Sugar Smack.
Life was too beautiful to miss in an alcoholic fog.
One Beer Buzz in the morning was enough for me on that trip. [img][/img]

Magic of the Snowy Owl


I didn't have time to raid my vault tonight.

Sorry it's not a puppy.
I Had No Idea There Was So Much To Read In The MIRT Library.
At least the drinks are cold and the snacks are hot.


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