NO. I guess they are getting a little more discerning about what can and cannot be actually written out--other sites do this as well, and for the most part, CS is far more liberal and lenient that others--(sorry, I can't ID them or this thread will get poooffeed too. Best to you, Bobe--hey, how are you? You told me a long time ago you won't give me hugs, so no hugs. ha ha don't worry--someone else has my full attention. so there!!
thank you. I was wondering if my zesty banter with you was ticking you off, so am very glad to see you aren't annoyed with me. Here's a hug--uh, HEY! is that a flashlight in your pocket or are you happy to see me?
Hey Ali--why do some of your threads disappear right after you post? I don't get it--see my newest forum topic/question. Could be a computer problem here, I suppose. what is going on, do you know?
Ali just posted "semi-cam?" and I answered, as did several others. NOW, all of a sudden, even though the topic heading comes up in the menu box, when I try to navigate to it I get "Thread topic not found". Please will someone explain to me why this kind of thing keeps happening? Is it because somebody complained about the thread itself, or is it a technical problem with individual computers and/or servers? thanx---
Howdy nesara--yes. His name was Steve Prefontaine, gained recognition while in college as a track and field semi-professional. He became quite famous for field-testing prototype shoes for NIKE, Inc. then an upstart company, but now, as you know, very prosperous. There are large plaques, statues, and an entire suite in the Art museum dedicated to him. NIKE headquarters in Beaverton (Portland) still promotes him as well, with a large reception area there full of " Pre" nostalgia and memorabilia. Yes, you are very astute in recognizing Coos Bay as the town he grew up in.
You know, I was going to ask a few others what they thought of this recent exchange, but several wrote to me before I could do it. I was joking with you - then you seemed to get angry without a cause, in any event I really didn't see anything I said (at first) to be deserving of an insult. If that wasn't the case, good enough. If you were trying to be nasty, you're forgiven. The world is wide, I will step aside. Best to you, Mr. thewall2. Sincerely.
Now I know you're nutty. Take a look at the thread topic. Just what are you trying to prove? You sound idiotic. I'm sure you got up on the wrong side of the bed! Be careful Bud!
Hello Bud. Don't tell me what to do, Bud. If I want to call you Bud, I'll call you Bud. If you want to get your nose out of joint over somebody calling you Bud, you can have a little hissy fit and fall in it all by yourself, Bud. Do you read me, Bud? Have a nice day, Bud. (stop trying to find sarcastic fault with everyone, BUD. Got it, Bud?)
I think it's interesting to note that in spite of tremendous skepticism, police departments engage the assistance of psychics, astrologers, etc... from time to time. And I think we would all agree that if anyone is skeptical, it's the police! (rightly so, I might add...)
Of course. I have been in the world a long enough time, and have yet to hear a single mother who was left to do it all giving much in the way of a compliment to the cad who jilted her and the kid(s). Works both ways, my dear. *
*we do not know exactly how it is that he is a single Dad. Just that he is. Please help me to acknowledge respect for the important and serious job he has by himself. Thank you.
Now wait a minute--according to a friend, Cammilla had been told that she could only rise to the position of "Archduchess of Cornwall". BUT, according to some sources, there is an ancient but still intact petition she could appeal to to actually become "consort queen". Do you know anything about this? (see how smart I am?) ha ha
Okay--on the serious side: what you have observed is very true. I believe that a true test of the self-actualized person (the highest state of positive human awareness and overall acceptation) is to be able TO change one's point of view honestly and gracefully. Sadly, it does appear often that we mortals are just unable to say we might have been mistaken about something. Very stubborn, the human condition.
Hey! what lhappened now!!??
Howdy Ardie--how's grandpa? ha ha. I found out this morning I am a new "great uncle". A little nephew--handsome lad, of course!