Quite true, T. And you can imagine just how grateful all the local folks are as I correct their grammar. Just the other day some farmer commented about my running around with weights draping off my body: "I don't see no reason to be runnin' like that." I pointed out that a double-negative actually conveyed a meaning completely opposite of that he was intending, and he proceeded to chase me down Main Street on his four-wheeler with a branding iron. Made me wonder why I moved from California...though I admit I had similar experiences there.
Well, you're very wise in that respect, Lushy. When your partner has been with plus-fifty year old individuals, you just never know what might be going on with them. As you and I both know, people older than fifty - particularly guys - can have a permanently warping effect on a person's psyche. At least we certainly aim to.
Yes, it matters to me, and I'm sure it would to many guys (though I'm not sure of the percentage, I think it would be high - despite the usual socially correct claims by many that they don't care...but really, what does that say about them that they don't care, assuming they're being honest, which I'm doubtful about).
Well, "hang" is a doubly tricky one, because "hang" (as in hanging a picture), and "hang" (as in string up a convicted criminal) are two different words - though obviously from a common derivation. "Hanged" is the correct past and past participle use of "hang" when referring to an execution. "Hung" is the correct past tense/participle term when hanging up a photo. In other words, you hang your picture or you have hung it, but if you hang your next door neighbor, you would refer to it in the past tense as "I hung my next door neighbor."
A discussion of such issues you might find of interest can be found in threads I started:
Hi, L! Yeah, it turned out to Firefox. I can see everything the usual non-Tim Burton way on Internet Explorer. I suppose I could fiddle with the settings on Firefox to get it back, but so far haven't worked up the motivation.
Thanks for thinking of me in my nightmarish hour, though, my friend.
Hi, Mindlink. I wish you the best, and hope your mind-melding powers are working, but I have a feeling his response is going to be somewhat different from what you're hoping for.
I'm afraid you are doomed to be here forever. But perhaps you can make some new friends and partake of the wisdom so freely dispensed here...for all eternity.
Well, the final chapter on your life has hardly been written, Ken. This could end up being merely a blip in your life before the good things start occurring.
You know I'm not religious, but one thing I've observed is that when things get absurdly bad, something absurdly good seems to arrive at some point thereafter. You and yours are alive and well, and with that can only come hope - and the possibility of improvement.
Just take it one freaking step at a time, my friend. You're at the bottom. There's only "up" from there.
What can you do, Ken, except "keep on truckin'"? I assume she and her family are okay?
Here's one way to look at it: the laws of probability pretty much guarantee some VERY good things happening to your family by way of balancing the odds. You personally might look for a gorgeous brunette to turn up lost at your doorstep looking for a man of exactly your description at any moment. Just seems logical to me, Ken.
I've thought about this quite a bit over the last year and a half, when I've done things out of love that badly hurt people. The basic thing about romantic love (what you're referring to, I think) is that unlike virtually every human action, which can have compassion or kindness as the central motive, romantic love cannot rest on compassion or charity or kindness or altruism or any other of the traditionally described "noble" emotions. It can certain involve compassion and kindness, but those are not the chief emotions. The main emotion, I think, is the selfish desire to possess, meld with, be with - in other words, to have an exclusive claim on that person (and vice versa).
Well, Morgie, the basic thing here is that NO FACT can falsify a believer's faith in the goodness of God (which is a not-so-subtle demonstration that said belief has absolutely no attachment to facts).
Funny, was just watching an HBO series called "In Treatment," about a therapist, and his first patient was a smart, troubled commitment-phobic lady named "Laura."
Well, that's a downside of looking outside oneself for such explanations, Snuggie. You just misinterpreted A's comment, that's all. She was actually trying to cheer you on.
And then, as they were exiting the waiting room, did you happen to hear the young man say, "Okay, Mom, I've taken you to your damn doctor's appointment. Can I borrow the Beamer now?"
RE: Need to be educated please
I'm not sure what you mean, T. Verb-negation is commonplace in the English language, if you mean it in the traditional sense (like): "I knew him not."