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Waited all day to see

uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh

wave wave wave wave wave wave wave wave wave

Who the first one would be, thumbs up thumbs up

Then to see how many, wow wow

Then to see if anybody would/did, conversing conversing

But alas not a person, moping moping moping moping moping

What am I on about you are asking, confused confused

Well I have been waiting to see who, how many, if anybody would, wish me a HAPPY BIRTHDAY today. cheering banana yay beer

No one, not a soul, zero, nought, zilch, absolutely no one, moping moping moping

I guess it’s not surprising really, dunno dunno dunno

seeing as today IS NOT my Birthday…… doh doh rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing
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Checklist, have you got one?

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Had a great day today I did.
Meet up with a mate I hadn't seen for a while. wave
We had a counter meal together and started chatting as if it was only yesterday that we last saw each other, (when in fact in was about 3 years ago). pizza burger
After all the pleasantries of, g’day mate, howya doin? We then we got down to serious chat stuff.
He started by telling me that New Years Eve this year will be his 30th Wedding Anniversary.
Good god I said has it been that long, Christ you don’t get that long for murder.
Now he knew I was Divorced, (after all it was his sister that I married), Billy, (that’s his name) then said to me, “Simmo, mate, your problem was you didn't keep a checklist”, A checklist I repeated, what sort of checklist I asked. He said “a checklist that a guy should keep from the day they are married”. What sort of checklist Billy?, “well Simmo a checklist that allows you to check on all the things that have happened from the day you are married, things like presents you have given her, photo albums of the wedding day, Things the good wife does for you, a checklist that reminds you of how much you love the wife, that sort of checklist he said”.
Ok Billy, what is does your checklist consists of then I asked as we downed our first stubbie (beer).
“Well In our wedding album there are 53 photos, Denise” (that’s his wife’s name) “hopping into the wedding car, Denise getting into her wedding dress, saying bye to mum, and to dad, Photo’s of Denise walking down the aisle, even photo’s of Denise with her bridal party, Now of the 53 photo’s there were only 2, that i was in, and one of them was just me and Denise, I was looking at it last week and noticed that it was missing, and I asked Denise what happened to it”, she replied, Bill darling, I don’t need a photo of you, I see you every day in real life and that’s more important to me. “Now i am in one, yep just ONE, and that’s the photo of me signing the wedding certificate, in fact you can only see my hand, that’s all. And that’s to prove I signed the bloody thing”.
What else is on your checklist I inquired again, ‘well” said Billy, “when we got engaged, I bought her the most beautiful single diamond ring money could buy”, I told him I remembered that, and that it was beautiful, “Well anyway” he continues, “Last Sunday Denise was doing her usual cooking of Sunday lunch for me”, (she has done the same thing now for 30 years), “well anyway, as she put my baked beans and toast down in front of me, I saw a ring on her finger that I hadn't seen before, it had a dozen diamonds in it, so I asked her where’s the engagement ring dear”?, She replied, this is the engagement ring sweetheart, I said” that’s not the ring I gave you”, YES it is, I just had it reset, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU HAD IT RESET?”, well it was kinda getting out of date and old, so I thought our marriage is still as good as new, so I had it reset with 12 diamonds was Denise’s answer.
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Days of our CS........

The Hatfield–McCoy feud (1863–1891) involved two families of the West Virginia–Kentucky area. The Hatfields of West Virginia were led by William Anderson "Devil Anse" Hatfield while the McCoys of Kentucky were under the leadership of Randolph "Ole Ran'l" McCoy. Those involved in the feud were descended from Ephraim Hatfield (born c. 1765) and William McCoy (born c. 1750). The feud has entered the American folklore lexicon as a metaphor for any bitterly feuding rival parties. More than 100 years later, the story of the feud has become a modern symbol of the perils of family honour, justice, and vengeance.
Which leads us to the feuding factions of CS; on one side we have a family from the sandy dunes of the heat ravaged and dangerous desert lead by….a camel of all things.
On the other side we have a family from the often but not always oppressed free world taking in places such as apartheid ravaged Sth Africa, and the immensely proud nation of Belgium led by none other than the beauty and the beast.
Both warring factions have their allies strategically placed at various points of the globe, taking in such places as Spain, Bulgaria, Puerto Rico, France, Indonesia, Australia, New Zealand, Ireland, The United Kingdom (which appears not to be as united as it once was), Romania, The Philippines, The U.S of A and many other places.
This feud has pitted friend against friend, innocents against innocents, the good, the bad, and the downright ugly against the rich, the bold and the not so beautiful, Like the sands through the hour glass, this has become the UPRISING of CS.
Fun, frivolity, humour, intelligence, wit, and friendships seem to be the biggest losers in this feud, replaced by sarcasm, insults, personal vilification, ugliness, pettiness, name calling and the many snide remarks made throughout intermittent blogs, Taking a dig at some one here and a dig at another there. If you like to dig so much, go and dig up some fossils and make a name for yourself that way.
He said, she said, they said, everyone said, that it was all in the name of free speech, that we should be allowed to write what we please, make fun of anyone here, insult/vilify others that do not have the same intelligence as us, to run people out of town that we do not see fit to be here, we are allowed to tell lies, we are allowed to expect the truth to be upheld, To claim that some cultures are higher than others, racists taunts on so on and so on it went/goes, When will it end? (I’ll be back they all say)
The Great debate has turned into nothing more than mudslinging, name calling, unintelligent, often personal attacks upon so many. Jealousy, Hatred, Envy, Vilification, and Nastiness has replaced Empathy, Understanding, Tolerance, Objective, and Permissiveness. All in the name of I want and you can’t have it.
What is it we want, what is it that these factions have, that is worth fighting for, surely not our freedom, this is the 21st century is it not. (A rhetorical question folks) Surely we are free. It can’t possibly be racially driven, not in this day and age when so much has changed. Can it be for the betterment of mankind? Not sure, whilst I am sure there are very intelligent people on both factions, I am not sure either faction has the capability of bettering mankind. So what could it be for, what is so god damn important that we have our very own Hatfield/McCoy feud happening here?
The right to insult and make fun of, to stick up for, to protect, to abuse, to curse is that what this is all about?
It can’t possibly be about popularity or about the number of views or comments CAN IT?
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What's This????

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Why it's the cone of silence of course.
There has been a lot of noise lately so i thought it best that there be a blog full of and total silence.
Feel free to join me here where there will be nothing but silence.


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TODAY'S ROAST

G'day one and all, in keeping with current events, i have decieded to try my hand at "ROASTING"
Now while i appreciate that "roasting" is an art form it seems that the blogs that serve up a roast to others gets hundreds of comments and thousands of views.
So i am going to give it a try.
Before i start, i will put a disclaimer here just to ensure that i do not get reported for having bad tastes. After all we are all grown people here and surely we can make a bit of fun without starting a war.
Ok, here is my very first official "ROAST"

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ok so far so good, now moving right along......





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This isnt as hard as i thought it would be....ok next roast is





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Ok i think that should be enough "roast"ing for one blog,






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Oh before i forget one last mention......




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To Calli and other Vegans here at CS, please excuse my humour.

doh doh
By the way, feel free to add your "roast" here as well.
remember a Blog that "roasts" others gets loads of comments and super duper views.....
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How should we live?

Why do we ask this question, and what does it imply? It implies, doesn’t it, that we are looking for rules, for some kind of ideology or moral code by which to live our lives? Seeing the prevalence of misery and chaos in the world, and experiencing pain and sorrow in our own lives, we ask if there are rules we can follow that will set the world to rights or at least bring some improvement.

What is implied in living by rules? It implies conforming to an idea, doesn’t it? But ideas do not equip us for meeting and understanding life. On the contrary, they limit us because ideas are only conceptual structures, collections of symbols on a page. Once formulated they are fixed, although we may debate their interpretation. Life, by contrast, is constantly changing, endlessly subtle and complex. So to meet life with ideas is to do it an injustice; it is to impose a narrow formula on an infinite field.

Why do we want to live by rules? Is it because we feel compassion and want to make the world a better place? If so, compassion itself will guide our actions; we do not need rules to muddy the waters. Or do we want rules because we are afraid of disorder, afraid of having no path or guide? If so, inventing a path won’t solve this problem; on the contrary, it can only compound our confusion.

This is not to suggest that we should not have guidelines, which can be useful for reminding us of life’s essential truths. The dictum ‘Do unto others...’, for example, reminds us of the value of empathy and consideration. But if we follow it out of a desire to be morally righteous or spiritually safe, the hypocrisy of our actions will ultimately lead to conflict.

Rather than asking how we should live, let us consider how we are living now. If we can understand why we live as we do, that very understanding may free us to live intelligently and harmoniously.

At present, most of us are primarily concerned with fulfilling our personal needs and desires, tempered perhaps with concern for the needs of our immediate families and friends. We have fixed opinions, rigid convictions, non-negotiable beliefs; we identify ourselves with nations, religions, ethnic groups and ideologies; we are acquisitive and ambitious; we are, if we are really honest with ourselves, deeply insecure. None of this is conducive to collective or even individual well-being; on the contrary, it is a recipe for unhappiness and violence.

Condemning self-concern has no value; you only condemn what you do not understand. What has value is to understand the roots and causes of self-concern. These lie in the fact that we have been conditioned from birth to experience life as separate selves, isolated in our own private worlds of pain and pleasure, comfort and strife. This sense of separateness may be partly innate, but it is reinforced by our culture and conditioning. The simple act of being given a name reinforces the belief that we are separate. Assigning names to everything around us and acquiring a conceptual view of the world compounds the illusion of separateness to the point where we accept it as ‘the way things are’.

It is the feeling of separateness that causes our chronic sense of insecurity and insufficiency – discomforts we try to allay by acquiring property, status, beliefs and so forth. But acquisition does not bring fulfilment or security; on the contrary, it only reinforces the feeling of being separate.

We can be free of the sense of separateness only when we understand the psychological processes from which it arises. This doesn’t require a university degree, but it does require a willingness to reappraise the way we are living now and to examine the processes of our thinking in our everyday lives. Only by inquiring honestly – which implies putting aside all our beliefs and assumptions – can we discover the limitations of thought and end the illusion of the self.

Those that read this in its entirety, will understand fully what i have meant.
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Stubbornness VS Flexibility

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I guess we all like to think that we are more Flexible than we are Stubborn, or maybe not. dunno

But how Stubborn are you as opposed to how Flexible you are.
What if you sincerely believed something was true, but you were dead wrong? What if you were so Stubbornly sure that you were right, that you wouldn’t even consider the truth? Would the truth be silenced, or would you be Flexible enough to let it break through? dunno

Just a simple question really,

Are you Stubborn or Flexible?

MAYBE you are

A Flexible person with some Stubbornness about yourself… confused
OR

Maybe you are Stubborn with a touch of Flexibilityconfused

doh confused sigh
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Have a peep,leave a comment,it's not what u think

To laugh often and love much
To win the respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children
To earn the approbation of honest citizens and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty
To find the best in others
To give of one’s self
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition
To have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived, this is to have succeeded.
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To be Liked or Respected? Is there a Difference?

Not an easy question to answer i feel.dunno

What would you rather be, Liked or Respected? dunno

I believe you can Like someone without Respecting them, and Respect someone without Liking them.

Example, whilst i respect that each and all of us have a right to an opinion, that doesnt mean i like it or even respect you for having it, i just respect your right to have one.

Do i like Gordonski?, mmm let me ponder that thought for a sec, Not sure, but i do like his blogs, Now do i respect Gordonski?, Thats easier to answer, YES, i respect that he has an ability to write well and has a talent for doing so, I also respect that he calls a spade a spade and is not backward in coming forward. I also respect that in the few comments we have shared, we have been polite and courteous to each other.
Now i have used Gordonski as an example only.

Some people i respect, (just to name a few)
Gordonski, Teddy, Nessa, Elmo, Backintolight, Shay, Serenity (Red), Goldenhinde, Coffemix, Jac, Frankenstein, Cherriebabe, (nearly forgot you) Maddog, LonelyMontse08, Musicfreak, Virgo, Cyn_Real, Saskia and Jana amongst others, for varying reasons

Now for people i like,(again, just to name a few)
Nessa, Serenity, Teddy, Shay, Nonsmoker, Musicfreak, Goldenhinde, Rob747, Backintolight, Halfavag, Waf, LonelyMontse08, Parti, Cherriebabe (jezz nearly missed you again tongue)
amongst others,

Now a name may appear on both lists, that would only be due to the fact that i have got to know those ppl better, Then there are some on one list but not the other, that may be due to the fact i dont know them as well as some.

Now if your name does not appear on either list, that does not mean that i dislike or disrespect you, it just means that i do not think of or about you as much or at all. confused I may have even forgot to include your name.

To me there is a difference between like and respect, i can respect you but not like you and i can like you, but not respect you. confused

To me, i'd rather be respected. Of course if i could be liked and respected at the same time, that would be ok.

It is love we all seek, but to be loved, one must first be respected, not liked.

Just my opinion.
cheers
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Just for laughs...(i hope)

My ex wife and I were sitting at a table at my school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table. My wife asked, Do you know her? 'Yes,' I sighed, she’s my old girlfriend.
I understand she took to drinking right after we split up all those years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since.' 'My God!' says my wife, Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?

…………and then the fight started help help sigh

I rear-ended a car the other morning. So, there we were alongside the road and slowly the other driver got out of his car. You know how sometimes you just get soooo stressed and little things just seem funny?
Yeah, well I couldn't believe it.... he was a DWARF!!!
He stormed over to my car, looked up at me, and shouted, 'I AM NOT HAPPY!!!'
So, I looked down at him and said, 'Well then, which one are you?'

…….and then the fight started help help sigh

A mate of mine's wife was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror. She is not happy with what she sees and says to him, 'I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.'

He replied, 'Well, your eyesight's damn near perfect.'

………and then the fight started help help sigh

After retiring, a friend of mine went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security.
The woman behind the counter asked him for his driver's license to verify his age. he looked in his pockets and realized he had left his wallet at home. He told the woman that he was very sorry, but he would have to go home and come back later.
The woman said, 'There's really no need, just unbutton your shirt'.
So so opened his shirt revealing his curly silver hair. She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application.
When he got home, he excitedly told his wife about his experience at the Social Security office.
She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too'

………..and then the fight started help help sigh
Go on laugh, you know you want to.....
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Finding FRIENDS

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How do we determine who our friends are, and why they are our friends?
I overheard the other day whilst waiting in a checkout line.
1st person: I don’t like John because he likes Margaret, and Margaret is a person that I don’t like.
2nd person: Well I don’t like Betty because she doesn't like Bill who likes Wilma.
1st person: Well, I like Fred because he doesn't like George, who likes Sally, and Sally likes me.
2nd person: I know what you mean, I like Sally because she likes you, but I don’t like John cause he likes Betty, who I heard doesn't really like Wilma, she only pretends she does.
1st person: Yeah, I know for sure that Margaret doesn't like John cause John was talking to Betty and Sally and Margaret doesn't like either of those two.
2nd person: It is so strange why people like some people and don’t like others, I like you Sue cause you really know how to choose good friends.
Anyone confused yet? confused confused
I am, Why must we not like someone because another person likes them, or why must we put pressure on people to like only who we like.
Why are we judged by the company we keep and not by our own actions?
If I say I like Joe and you don’t, then why must you not like me? Am I not allowed to pick and choose my own friends without being judged? Maybe my judgement is wrong but is that a reason not to like me?
I read somewhere where we only need 6 friends, why 6 I'm not sure, but according to what I read the mix of friends should be as follows. (The source of information, Herald Sun Newspaper, 11/11/12, Australia’s largest selling daily paper)
1/ The friend who is cooler than you.
2/ The friend who is up for anything.
3/ The friend who you aspire to be.
4/ The friend who doesn't know any of your other friends.
5/ The friend who is painfully honest.
6/ The friend who you have known longer than you have known yourself.
Now for a list of friends you should steer clear of.
1/ The friend who always cancel just before you’re supposed to meet.
2/ The friend who bitches to you about how unhappy they are in their current environment, but refuses to leave whether it be their marriage or job.
3/ The friend who always says “you look tired and worn out” with passive aggressive faux-concern.
4/ The friend who only contacts you when they need something.
5/ The friend who uses the calculator app on their phone to work out their share of the bill.
6/ The friend who always comes to you for advice but never listens to what you say.
7/ The friend who continually changes their mind quicker and more often than the weather.
This next friend should be dumped and never thought about again,
The friend that that tells you who you are allowed to be friends with who not to be friends with.

Friendship...is not something you learn in school. But if you haven't learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven't learned anything.
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