General Discussion, Thursday, April 14, 2016

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  1. MaryfromMarin's avatar MaryfromMarin says:

    An anchorite’s paradise.

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  2. ImpeachEmAll's avatar ImpeachEmAll says:

    Talk about living on the edge, 😉

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  3. MaryfromMarin's avatar MaryfromMarin says:

    Drive-by:

    The Fallacy of Focusing on Islamic Radicalization [Daniel Greenfield]

    https://counterjihadreport.com/2016/04/13/the-fallacy-of-focusing-on-islamic-radicalization/

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  4. czarowniczy's avatar czarowniczy says:

    OK, I stayed up late and right by the iPad just to show you guyz that I have a life and don’t just sit here waiting for the new daily thread….OK, let me rephrase that….

    Hi Mary, you belive me huh?,

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    • ImpeachEmAll's avatar ImpeachEmAll says:

      So do I.
      Absolutely. 😉

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    • MaryfromMarin's avatar MaryfromMarin says:

      Sorry, czar, didn’t hear you at first. Just focused on trying to sell my beachfront property in Kansas.

      So, what did you say? Oh, yeah, rumors about us hovering over/sitting right by the iPad/computer? Nah, of course not. We’re busybusybusy people.

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      • czarowniczy's avatar czarowniczy says:

        What a coincidence, I was just putting my Whitewater lot on Craigslist. Hoping to by a timeshare overlooking Marcey Park.

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      • Menagerie's avatar Menagerie says:

        Okay, let me start this tale off by saying no offense to Kansas and Nebraska people. It is a matter of pride to me that my father’s family settled on the Kansas prarie and carved out a farm. His mother’s family came in a covered wagon, and his father all the way from Germany, walking great distances to get to what would become the family home after years of sweat and work.

        Going back as an adult, I found that farmhouse a stark beauty, and the prairie full of unexpected beauty I had never seen as a child on my rare visits.

        Nevertheless, I am a child of the south, where we hang from the side of our ridges and one leg gets longer than the other from “sidehill” walking. Now, set for my story.

        In 1979, I made a trip to a little town in Nebraska for my cousin’s wedding. One day they took me out riding in the country to see a lake. On the way, my cousin kept saying “Oh! What a beautiful tree!” and I would look everywhere to see a tree that didn’t exist. Finally, it hit me. She was seeing trees and I was seeing bushes.

        We got to the lake, and it was surrounded completely by houses, with only maybe 4-6 feet between them. You could only see glimpses of the lake between the houses as we drove past. The lake, here in Georgia or Tennessee, would have been described as a mud puddle. Seriously, we have ponds here and they are usually at least four or five times as big as that little body of water in Nebraska. I always wondered what those beachfront houses cost. Heck, as rare as “lakes” were in Nebraska, those homes might have been the equivalent of homes on the California coast.

        I live near Chickamaua Lake, 56 square miles. That’s a lake. Not even a really big one. Stella and lovely, they live in states with lakes.

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        • michellc's avatar michellc says:

          Years ago my husband had a co-worker from Nebraska. Him and his wife came to one of our cookouts and his wife kept talking about how they needed to do this sometime and about their house on the lake. I kept trying to remember a lake being where they lived and later that night after they left I asked my husband what lake they lived on. He was much like me and didn’t know of a lake anywhere near where they lived.

          Then one day we were invited to their house and we went, mainly to see this lake, and we were both right there was no lake, it was a pond and out in the middle of the pond someone had put a dock and a sign that said the name of the housing addition followed by Lake.

          Shortly after my husband took him to a lake and not even one of our bigger lakes and he was amazed at the size. All of these years I just thought they didn’t get far past city limit signs, until I just read your story.

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        • czarowniczy's avatar czarowniczy says:

          Yeah, when
          I moved to New Orleans from Utah my idea of a river was basically something you could step across at high flood. Most of the year the Ogden River could be waded with the water not reaching your knees, a water year was about 16″ total precipitation and the standard color for most of the year was an ‘almost dead brownish’. In the first month in NOLA we had a rainstorm that dropped that 16″ in about 6 hours, I crossed the Mississippi about 4 times a day on my business and green, including everything from osk trees to mildew, became my new standard color. Yup, culture shock.
          Now when I go back west of The Line of Green it’s still a shock, the transition from deep green to perpetual khaki is unsettling, I feel as if I have to buy bottles of Evian and pour it on plants.

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        • lovely's avatar lovely says:

          Speaking of lakes. I grew up in Chicago but every weekend during the school year weather permitting was spent at our cottage on a small lake, and every summer was spent there.

          There is something magical about a lake, for me it holds the memories of so many good things.

          I learned to swim by swimming. If you want to go out to the raft with the big kids you better be able to swim like a fish, especially since half the time out there is spent playing “King of the World” (Oh know! was that misogynist! We never once played “Queen of the world”).

          We went minnow catching, fishing, caught turtles, frogs and almost a muskrat. We built a questionable raft and sailed/paddled it to the island, we walked on the train tracks that ran beside the lake and yelled at the top of our lungs when the conductor blew the whistle as it echoed across the lake.

          We played capture the flag amongst the cattails and climbed trees whose branches reached out over the lake.

          We flew my cousins white shirt a flag to signal we needed help when we were playing our own version of Giligan’s Island. We learned that was not an acceptable thing to do.

          We marveled literally for hours as a pebble’s ripple went on and on. And we learned adult lessons from those ripples.

          We lit bottle rockets off of the dock and we cheered every “pop”.

          We drank to black t-shirts and rock and roll when we thought we had outgrown childhood and then we skipped rocks for hours when we wanted to go back to simpler times.

          We did all this without adult supervision and we all survived.

          In many ways I am who I am because of those Summers and that lake. I find peace and closeness to God when I am in the lake or even by the lake, there is simply a solitude with God that i find no where else. When I swim in the waters that have always been part of my life I am connected to many people who have gone before me to the other side, and I cherish each breath that I take when I come up from swimming under water. My Great grandfather swam in this lake, and my great niece swims in this lake, 6 generations of memories.

          So I count myself blessed to have grown up in the land of lakes.

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          • Wooly Covfefe's avatar Wooly Phlox says:

            LMBO at “Queen of the World”!

            Queen of the World is Richard Simmons, wearing a glittered feather boa, while doing a wheelie on a pink Vespa, while quoting George Takei:

            Awesome comment, Lovely. MBOB, condensed.

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          • Molly's avatar Margaret-Ann says:

            I REALLY enjoyed reading all the stories above. Lovely, your bringing up sounds very similar to mine, we had a lake house where my parents entertained on the weekends. Lots of memories at the lake with family and close friends, cooking out and just playing until we were worn out. We played in the cattails also, and all I can think about now, is I am glad my dad didn’t tell me about all the snakes. 🙂

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    • Col.(R) Ken's avatar Col.(R) Ken says:

      Czar, I got a two step program! Yeah, two step with about 40 lbs rucksack and 20 kilometers roadmarch! Would that help you…..

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      • czarowniczy's avatar czarowniczy says:

        Since I retired I’ve become sort of an admin puke, my one-step program is to drive over to Home Depot and pick up a few trabajadores. Delegate, delegate, delegate…

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  5. MaryfromMarin's avatar MaryfromMarin says:

    just because…

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  6. czarowniczy's avatar czarowniczy says:

    One of the channels is running the Law & Order series from 1990. I was sort of busy that year – Panama and Desert Storm – and there were holes in my mental Law & Order library so it seemed like a good time to fill in the blanks. Yessssss, I was waiting for the Thursday ‘General Discussion’ – satisfied?
    The one that struck me was one whose storyline ran around a black youth from Harlem going to a great college, returning home to get drugs to sell at college so he can return the money to his community. On one of these drug deals he’s shot by a bad cop who plants a gun in his hand. At the end a black minister’s delivering a funerary speech at a service for the dead student and goes on about violence and drugs in the black community.
    This was 26 years ago 26! A quarter of a century plus, things are no better and arguably worse according to many. What will the next quarter century bring? Will national figures still be excusing the lack of progress? Will the various racial/ethnic groups still be blaming each other for the situation? Will we still have a hugely ineffective and grossly expensive War on Drugs teetering on its 70th year? Will drugs still be flooding the country from South/Latin America, Afghanistan, India, China and G-d knows where else as their prices drop even more?
    Enough of this, I’m going to ved.

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  7. MaryfromMarin's avatar MaryfromMarin says:

    A blessed Thursday to everyone.

    And a reminder about little Sydney: Stormy posted a link to a message from Sydney’s daddy–tough to read [in next door’s Open Thread]. Please pray for a miracle.

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  8. WeeWeed's avatar WeeWeed says:

    Mornin’ kids!

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  9. Stella's avatar stella says:

    Good morning! A beautiful day today, and it is forecast to be beautiful weather here for the next week, at least, getting above 70 degrees on Sunday.

    Trump has two events scheduled today, but both are GOP sponsored.

    There’s a Suffolk GOP fundraiser in Patchogue , New York; lowest entry price is $150. Donald Trump is the featured speaker. The event begins at 5:00; Trump will speak at 6:30 pm.

    Tonight is the New York State Republican Gala at the Grand Hyatt New York. The three Presidential candidates are the special guests, and the event will honor NM Governor Susana Martinez, who is Chairman of the Republican Governors Association. The event is sold out. There is a protest planned outside the Hyatt, which is sponsored by Come Together Against Hate, and Jews Against Trump. Still only 1.4K who have said they will definitely attend, with another 3.9K who are interested, on their Facebook event page, called “Protest Donald Trump at the NY State Republican Gala”.

    Have a nice day!

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  10. nyetneetot's avatar nyetneetot says:

    Mornin’ stella! (Smiter of those that ought to be smote) 😎 🍸 (Long Island Iced Tea)
    Mornin’ WeeWeed! (Master Mixologist Extrodinare) 😎 🍸 (Old Fashioned)
    Mornin’ Menagerie! 😎 |_| |_| |_| |_| |_| (Jack Daniels)
    Mornin’ Ad rem! (Queen Felis catus) 🐱 🍸 (Flaming Lamborghini)
    Mornin’ Sharon! 😎 🍸 (earthquake)
    Mornin’ ytz4mee! 😎 🍸 (cosmopolitan)
    Mornin’ partyzantski! 🙂 |_|
    Mornin’ texan59! 🙂 |_|
    Mornin’ ZurichMike! 🙂 🍸 (fuzzy navel)
    Mornin’ Col.(R) Ken! (hand salute) 🙂 |_|
    Mornin’ czarowniczy! 🙂 |_| ( and Czarina 🙂 🍸 )
    Mornin’ letjusticeprevail2014! 🙂 |_|
    Mornin’ ctdar! 🙂 🍸 (grasshopper)
    Mornin’ tessa50! 🙂 🍸 (flaming volcano)
    Mornin’ waltzingmtilda! 🙂 🍸 (sidecar)
    Mornin’ varsityward! 🙂 |_|
    Mornin’ MaryfromMarin! 😀 |_| (Mortlach)
    Mornin’ Wooly Phlox! (aka “taqiyyologist”) 🙂 |_| (Roy Rogers)
    Mornin’ Howie! 🙂 |_|
    Mornin’ TwoLaine! 🙂 |_|
    Mornin’ Sha! 🙂 🍸 (Lemon Drop)
    Mornin’ BigMamaTEA! 🙂 🍸 (Harvey Wallbanger)
    Mornin’ cetera5! (aka “Cetera”) 🙂 |_| (Classic Daiquiri)
    Mornin’ The Tundra PA! 🙂 🍸 (bailey irish cream on the rocks)
    Mornin’ lovely! 🙂 🍸 (Tom and Jerry)
    Mornin’ michellc! 🙂 🍸 (Salty dog)
    Mornin’ auscitizenmom! 🙂 🍸 (Kiss on the Lips)
    Mornin’ Margaret-Ann! 🙂 🍸 (White Russian)
    Mornin’ Auntie Lib! 🙂 🍸
    Mornin’ holly100! 🙂 🍸
    Mornin’ ImpeachEmAll 🙂 |_|
    Mornin’ Monroe! 🙂 |_|
    Mornin’ Les! 🙂 |_|
    Mornin’ shiloh1973! 🙂 |_| (Jack Daniels)
    Mornin’ TexasRanger! 🙂 |_|
    Mornin’ Ziiggii! 🙂 |_| (B52)
    Mornin’ oldiadguy! 🙂 |_|
    Mornin’ smiley! (“stuck in spambucket”) 🙂 🍸 (Spanish coffee)
    Mornin’ derk! (“Stellars”) 🙂 🍸 (Mudslide)
    Mornin’ Jacqueline Taylor Robson 🙂 🍸 (Shirley Temple)
    Mornin’ facebkwallflower! 🙂 |_|
    Mornin’ Ms. Cindy! (aka “Ms Cynlynn” aka “ms cynlynn”) 🙂 🍸
    Mornin’ sandandsea2015! 🙂 🍸
    Mornin’ whiners and complainers! ⭐ 😛 (No drink for you!)
    Mornin’ to people posting that I missed. 😳
    Mornin’ to all you lurkers! 😕

    Also just in case someday; mornin’ to Elvis Chupacabra and F.D.R. in Hell! :mrgreen:

    Breakfast!

    NEW and IMPROVED breakfast with extra bacon for ZurichMike!

    Pastries for coffee!

    = Unprintable phallic symbol

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  11. Menagerie's avatar Menagerie says:

    Coffee for your breakfast. Or just to open your eyes.

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  12. Morning patriots! Hope your Thursday is a good one!

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  13. WeeWeed's avatar WeeWeed says:

    On this day, 1912

    Today

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  14. WeeWeed's avatar WeeWeed says:

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  15. czarowniczy's avatar czarowniczy says:

    A few hours ago the Pentagon reported that Russian military jets made agressive simulated attack passes at a US Navy warship in international waters. Yawn.
    First off, the ship was in the Baltic, just 70 miles off of the Russian ‘possessoon’ of Kaliningrad. For folks who’ve forgotten, Kaliningrad is a Russian city sitting between the (at least for now) independent nations of Poland and Lithuania. The Russians grabbed ownership post-WW II and made it an extremely important military navsl support. It is also ALLEGEDLY the only nuclear weapon depot outside of Russia that houses stuff to nuke NATO.
    There have been fears for years that Russia would use Kaliningrad as a base and excuse to reinvade Lithuania, making it part of Greater Russia as it did part of the Ukraine. Obama tucked his little tail between his legs and let Putin have the Crimea and the Russian Black Sea port of Sevastopol back (starting to sea a pattern here?). The US may have been testing Russian defense measures in the area, been sending a ‘don’t do that’ message to Russia, or both. The Russians regularly test US naval response and defensive measures around the world as they have for many years, all part of the great game.
    I’m waiting to see how the nightly news spibs this, I’ll be watching closely unless there’s some drying paint that needs monitoring.

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  16. lovely's avatar lovely says:

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  17. czarowniczy's avatar czarowniczy says:

    Out disassembling an old hog trap made out of 4 x 8 cattle panels. When we’re done we’ll use old T-posts and mount them as a trellis in the garden that will support cucumbers and climbing squash. That’s sustainable agriculture.

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  18. czarowniczy's avatar czarowniczy says:

    Criminologidt at a local historically black college was on TV news saying that, regarding gun violence, we should be looking st the persons behind the guns, the guns are just instruments. We should be looking stvwhy these people are out committing violent acts, it’s a people problem. Hope he has tenure or he’s going to be out looking for a job.

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    • Wooly Covfefe's avatar Wooly Phlox says:

      No, czar. These people are out committing violent crimes because of White Privilege, and because of Slavery, of which White Christian Conservative Republicans were the sole cause, before they all “switched sides”, magically.

      (See how easy black grievance bull cookies are?)

      We need to have a national conversation about this. By which I mean, we need white people to sit down and shut up and let us scream at them, beat them, and burn down their cities. Because us killing each other is all their fault.

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      • Wooly Covfefe's avatar Wooly Phlox says:

        If he follows up with that, he’s all good, and will receive accolades.

        Especially if he works in the phrase “patriarchal cis-hetero-hegemony”.

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      • doodahdaze's avatar Howie says:

        Most all of this crap is in the big city and done b the big city blacks and some of the white habitual convicts. It does not happen out here in the rural where they know we will hit them back with superior firepower and no mercy.

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      • czarowniczy's avatar czarowniczy says:

        Sounds like the same conversation we’ve had going on for over 50 years now

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  19. Stella's avatar stella says:

    HMS Titanic sunk 104 years ago today.

    http://www.history.com/topics/titanic

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  20. czarowniczy's avatar czarowniczy says:

    There is no shortsge of jokers in the world. Hint: when you go to a hardware store in a small town on a sleepy afternoon ask for a pair of diagonal wire cutters, not a pair of dykes.

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    • shiloh1973's avatar shiloh1973 says:

      I worked for 18 years in a hardware store just like that. We added a lawn and garden/rental store, but it was across the street from the main store. We used radios to talk to each other. One day the boss and I were standing next to each other when one of the sales people from the hardware side called and asked if we had any hoes. I called back and asked if that was hoses, or garden hoes. She yelled three times HOES. I radioed back “well we do rent”

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  21. doodahdaze's avatar Howie says:

    I am just wondering. How come. I have never had a lot of money but I have had such a wonderful lifetime. It is just overwhelming. And even now. Ahhh Dunno. One step ahead of it all somehow. How come I so lucky? I am actually feelin’ kine of guilty. Now I just trying to help the people I care so much about. Ahhhh Dunno.

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    • Wooly Covfefe's avatar Wooly Phlox says:

      Well…

      Are you Christian? That might have something to do with it.

      I’m sure Menagerie could fill you in on Grace, Mercy, and divine blessings.

      I feel ya.

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      • doodahdaze's avatar Howie says:

        Yes. Bur like a Black Sheep Kine. But I think My family so Christian and my ancestrors watched over me or something and stopped me from ulterior motives…or something.

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      • Menagerie's avatar Menagerie says:

        Grace, mercy, and divine blessings take the form of adversity as frequently as they do good fortune.

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        • Wooly Covfefe's avatar Wooly Phlox says:

          Sometimes I think those terms are all interchangeable.

          Grace, mercy, adversity, divine blessings.

          I don’t know, with surety, whether your ancestors are watching over you, but I believe they are.

          42 And he said unto Jesus, Lord, remember me when thou comest into thy kingdom.

          43 And Jesus said unto him, Verily I say unto thee, Today shalt thou be with me in paradise.

          I also know, with surety, that people you know — down here — pray for you, and that God is watching over you.

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          • Menagerie's avatar Menagerie says:

            You call it ancestors watching over you. I call it the Communion of Saints. It is incomprehensible to me to think that should I make it to heaven I would not pray for all the people I pray for now with far more ability and perfected love. I don’t think heaven is where we go put our feet up and get a beer. It might be all that, but more. Heaven is the home of Jesus, and He wants nothing more than to draw all souls to him. To think the entire population of heaven sits on the sidelines while their Master still gives His body and blood, soul and divinity in eternal sacrifice out of His love is not logical.

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            • Wooly Covfefe's avatar Wooly Phlox says:

              I think along the same lines regarding “…many mansions…”.

              Mansions are for families. Not androgynous, asexual hippy communes.

              This is one of many reasons that I think we will continue to…

              (*gasp* *faint* *smelling salts*)

              …make babies there, with our husbands and wives.

              I don’t for a moment think that it’s sitting on a cloud, playing a harp for Jesus for all eternity in complete bliss.

              Heck, there might even be adversity of a sort we cannot now comprehend.

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              • auscitizenmom's avatar auscitizenmom says:

                Visions of Heaven. When I was a little girl, I heard them say in church that we would be singing God’s praises all day in Heaven. Sounds great, huh? Well, as a little girl sitting on a hard bench, in a hot church, in an uncomfortable dress, with my mother thonking me on the head and glaring at me if I didn’t sit still, I wasn’t completely sure that Heaven was the place I wanted to go since I envisioned it as a great church.

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              • Menagerie's avatar Menagerie says:

                Like I said before, you and I have very different visions of that. In a way, I wish I could believe that because the most important human thing in my life is my relationship with my husband. Of course, that’s spiritual as well, but that’s beside the point. Anyhow, let’s just say that though we are both far from perfect, I love him with the biggest, brightest, deepest love I am capable of, a gift from God, as he is my special gift. He is the most important thing in my life, and it seems to me that heaven will lack something I most need when I contemplate the fact that we won’t be husband and wife as we are here.

                Again, that is where faith comes in. I must trust in Jesus when he tells me that heaven is where I belong, and trust that it will be all I need, instead of all I think I want, which is almost never what I need.

                I believe in heaven we will, in gaining the Beatific Vision, be in the union with God that we were meant before Adam and Eve, committing the sin of pride in choosing to seize the knowledge of right and wrong, a knowledge only belonging to God, deprived us of. Original sin. That union with the Holy Trinity will be what heaven really is, and through it we will relate to everyone else in heaven.

                I don’t have a clue how that will all work, what it will be like, or anything else. I trust.

                In the many mansions part, I find a reflection of the many saints who aid us. There are male and female saints, hermits, bishops, nuns, those known as great confessors who could read souls, great minds like Augustine and Aquinas, not so great minds but towering will and faith like Peter, evangelizers like Paul, holy wives and husbands like Louis and Zelie Martin, parents of St. Therese, the Little Flower, who showed us all, though her famous Little Way, how to travel the path of sainthood in our smallest everyday actions.

                These saints, just as remarkably different in their heavenly life as they were on Earth, have through the power of God, performed many miracles (I emphasize that God performed them) and work to help us make it to heaven. They, their special talents and gifts, charisms, remind me of the mansion passage. In a mansion you expect treasures, many kinds of treasures, and beautiful things. These saints have many treasures they share in pursuit of souls, many shades of the reflected beauty of God.

                I have said many times I imagine hell with great detail. I am really unable to imagine heaven, except that I know I will experience the full love of God, finally, without my sin to block it. And I know I will continue to want to share that with everyone not yet in heaven, especially my loved ones.

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    • Wooly Covfefe's avatar Wooly Phlox says:

      You just spoke my mind in two comments, Howie.

      Just like you live up in there.

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  22. Wooly Covfefe's avatar Wooly Phlox says:

    I dry-scrubbed about 200 12′ ancient barn boards today, and quite a few 4x6s, with a hand-sized bristle brush. No chemicals. Just water and elbow grease.

    Then laid them all out on an former parking lot which is now an outdoor dining area, sprayed them all with a hose sprayer and scrubbed them all with a deck brush, again, then sprayed them again, then picked them all up and lean’d them on fences to dry in the Michigan sun.

    Gonna clad the walls of a burger-beer restaurant with them. And make the tables and bar-tops out of them. It’s gonna be a hit, I think.

    It’s the big thing, now, I guess. Reclaimed barn wood from 150 years ago. Good. It’s hours. It’s knowledge. It’s work.

    Another set of boards will arrive in a couple of days. Lord willing. Happy days are here again!

    How do we attach them to drywall? I dunno. I will, though.

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    • Wooly Covfefe's avatar Wooly Phlox says:

      I worked with a friend, one of those homersexuals. Good friend. He’s had quite a life, and is now doing what I did for the last 8 years, washing dishes at a busy restaurant.

      He’s the same age as me. Been around the world. Used to run restaurants. Went to Russia after the collapse to teach restaurants in the world’s newest nation of millionaires and billionaires how to actually run a nice restaurant, because they only knew breadlines before the mid-1990s. Worked on cruise ships. Ran restaurants in AK.

      Washes dishes now. How humbling that must be.

      I was pretty despondent for the first few years I worked for these folks. I’m a 37 year old dishwasher.

      I b**ched, moaned, ranted about politics, society, and religion, and even threw stuff across the kitchen on occasion. Then I lost my two best friends to cancer, and then I lost my voice for three months, during which time I made a vow. Folks who’ve been hired in the last four years can’t believe it when I tell them. They all see me for what I do, which is actively love everyone.

      I was never hateful or angry at anyone but me. But it affected everybody. It was blind, explosive rage.

      This guy I work with needs prayer. I’ll send up mine. He’s broken…

      And he’s one of the most intelligent people I’ve ever met, even though he gets every bit of information about the world around him from the NYT.

      No TV, no radio, no other source but that.

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    • czarowniczy's avatar czarowniczy says:

      We gotta solid busineses in NOLA reclaiming longleaf pine boards, barge board and cypress from old houses, many over 150 years old. Really super wood, when thevsheriff had uscdoing community service and tearing down old mid-19th century hones that had turned into crack houses I developed a real appreciation for the hardness of old, aged hand-hewn cypress. Got a lot of old, old barnboard around here, old barns falling down all over the place, apparently our urban types prefer wallboard and paint.

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      • czarowniczy's avatar czarowniczy says:

        One I vividlyvremember was a 2-story camelback apartment building complete with an outside kitchen, large courtyard backyard and slave/servant apartments around the backyard,
        We Were on the second floor tearing out the roof and wall studs with 8 and 12 pound sledge hammers. The baseboard and top plates were all real 4x4s that had been hand notched two inches deep for the real 2x4x12 foot studs, studs secured with handcut nails. All of the wood was cypress and when you hit it with that hammer it was like hitting a concrete wall. As fast as we tore the wood out the wood salvers down below were picking it up and tossing it into a truck. They’d take it back to their shops, cut and plane the studs down to now standard sizes and sell it for ten times or morecwhat that soft pine crap we use now sells for. The larger boards, like the two and four by twelves would be sold as is to custom wood workers, ditto the flooring. We were getting rid of a community menace and the salvers were making a fortune.

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  23. Wooly Covfefe's avatar Wooly Phlox says:

    You know it’s funny when technology renders a joke so obsolete that nobody under 40 gets it.

    “Yo mamma’s so fat she wears a VCR for a beeper.”

    Today’s kids don’t know what either of those are.

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  24. Molly's avatar Margaret-Ann says:

    I could use some help Puddy & Lovely next door (when new Open starts) wishing birthday boy a Happy! Gnomesayin’

    THX

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