speakers on.....relax, and come up for air with me....

 

When Did the Student Become the Teacher?

She ranted and raged

She yelled and asked, why me?

Her angel listened

As he stood by her side a little surprised

 

But what is so bad ?

The angel spoke to her calmly

When did this become so important?

This time she listened to him with surprise

 

We love each other

We have our health

It will become better

It's only lack of wealth

 

Her angel went on

As she listened to him speak

It wasn't so long ago

When she was the teacher and he the student

Was it only last week?

 

You know cancer, he said

You know it all too well

You know death and suffering

You carry it with you everyday, your loss is hell

 

Our kids are safe & they have their health

If this were not true

You know we wouldn't speak of her

She would not matter, as we would cry ourselves to sleep

 

We have each other and we knew it would be hard

I'm just impatient sometimes, I thought

Captain Morgan's words came back to me

Two soul mates being tested.....just put it all behind

 

He had taken over her role as teacher

She was now his student

She didn't notice he listened

Or that he grasped what she had said

 

So my Angel surprised me yesterday as I surprised him

The roles were reversed....

I was angry, yelling and filled with hate

He had it all in perspective & the answers within

(This, after he decided not to jump out the window with her)

 

What happened to my growth, I asked myself ?

My library is dusty as my old friends called out to me...

Shamans, Simple Abundance, The Course in Miracles, Marianne Williamson, Tarot, Depak, Numerology, Astrolgical Charts, The Road Less Traveled, The Celestine Prophecy, Saint Bernadette, Spiritiual Guides, The Eagle and the Rose, Celtic Worship, The Irish Saints, The Goddess Within, and The Book

 

They all called my name....in unison

Even though they are all as different as different can be

There are no judgments on my bookshelf that I so love

I have learned from each and everyone of you,  I replied to them all

 

Where have you been my friend?

Where has Irish Enya been?

You need us now more than ever.

Dust us off so we can all breathe again

 

Remember when we were here for you, when you needed us most?

Pick up where you left off and let's go on the path to healing together.

Talk to Colo, talk to Moma & Polar Bear, they will tell you too.

What you are doing is not working....they will help you through!

Some people "get It" and some people don't but you know they do.

 

Come, there are new things to learn!

Reikei, Reflexology, Aromatherapy, Feng Shui, Buddhism and most of all Meditation....you must relax

Even Whit told you, your engine will burn !

 

Take care of yourself within and the rest will come together.

The patience, hope and healing you seek, will come....it will get better

 

I promise you ! 

They called out to me today

Others need you too

You will be the teacher again someday

I promise this to you !

 

Karma is coming, open your heart, open your mind, open your soul and open your eyes & ears...listen and learn.

Be still, be quiet....

Don't you remember we told you without darkness you would not appreciate the light, it will not burn?

 

There is no room for hatred in your heart, you know that...

Give it up to the universe and trust, let it go

This is all part of life,

The ebb and the flow

 

Who lied to you and said life was fair?

There are babies without mommies..

And many people who just don't care!

 

You bought the herbs, they are on your back porch

Go out and plant them, nurture them

As River Rat and Biggie urged...

Admire them, share them, love them, smell them...

Mother Earth has a gift for you, it's your turn to flourish

 

Look at all the friends you made in that stream that Dazey flows

They love you when you are funny ...

And proved they love you when you have hate in your heart

They listened without judgment....you have so much

 

Sorry for the hate that I may have spread

I just needed someone to listen to words I said

 

Be grateful for the little things

Your daughters and your son

As they smile and kiss and hug you

And tell you they love you so much

 

You have found your soul mate

Don't let her bring you two down

It's only temporary

It will all turn around

 

You have taught well,

You didn't even know.....

You taught him to be the teacher

It's your turn to be the student once again

 

 

PS

Who was that crazy girl posting on my blog yesterday? lol

Thank you all so much for supporting her, she needed it.

Okay, now I am talking in third person, that can't be good!

 

I feel bad I haven't gotten around to reading everyone's blog the past few days.  Nervous breakdowns do that to a person, they become selfish....

 

I promise I will catch up tomorrow.  You know I just love Fridays!

 

Prayers out for Prisoner of Hope and Heather from Scottish Borders on recovery from their surgeries.

Love to you all.....

Lucy

 

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Anyone want to go for a ride on our Blogstream Boat?

It may be rough seas but your friends will always pull you back in....

 

 

speakers on if you please

I HATE YOU

Hate or hatred is an emotion of intense revulsion, distaste, enmity, or antipathy for a person, thing, or phenomenon; a desire to avoid, restrict, remove, or destroy its object

 

FRUSTRATION

THE F WORD

COURT COURT COURT

PAPERS PAPERS PAPERS

CONFERENCE CALLS

DEPOSITIONS

LAWYERS

JUDGES

MORE LAWYERS

MONEY GOING INTO HER POCKET

THE WITCH

LAZY

BAD MOTHER

BAD WIFE

BAD SISTER

BAD DAUGHTER

REWARD

$
$
$
$

YET WE HAVE NO $$$$$

 

HOW IS THIS FAIR?

WHERE IS THE JUSTICE?

WHY DO WE HAVE TO ADDRESS EVERY SINGLE LIE SHE SAYS IN COURT & DRAG THIS OUT?

WHY DO WE HAVE TO PAY AN ATTORNEY FOR EVERY WORD SHE SAYS, EVERY LIE, EVERY FAX, EVERY EMAIL, EVERY LETTER, EVERY STAMP, EVERY PHONE CALL?

HE WANTS TO JUMP OUT OF THE WINDOW AND TAKE HER WITH HIM.

 

I JUST WANT TO SLEEP

DRINK

SMOKE

EAT

AND GO BACK TO SLEEP

 

 

HOW MUCH MORE CAN WE TAKE ???

 

I don't understand the judicial system.

Two years of CH & ex-wife in court battling alimony.

Today was supposed to be resolution.

again

 

Every friggin week it is $450.

Every two weeks $900

Every month $1,800

Every year $23,400

Automatically taken out of his pay

Not child support

ALIMONY !

For her to get more high, more drunk and more fat

 

She parties every night

She eats out every night

She goes on vacation

She gets her nails done

She gets her hair done

She buys clothes

She buys shoes

She buys jewelry

She flaunts

 

 

$450 a week that could go to our children, to buy food, to buy clothes, to actually get out of this fucking tiny condo I am stuck in day in and day out and live life; actually enjoy ourselves like normal people do.

She has inherited 3 million dollars.

She claims to only have 250 K left.

Why is this our problem?

Why do we have to prove this when it is in black and white, so cut and dry?

Why is time going by and she is hiding more and more money?

Why does CH have to work 2-3 jobs to make ends meet?

Why do I have to get up at 6 am every day to work part time just to be able to contribute and still stay at home with my baby?

 

Why don't her own children speak to her?

Why does her own sister live in the streets & mental facilities or CH mother's home?

Why is her own brother an alcoholic & homeless?

 

Because she is a lying, selfish bitch.

 

Why, oh why God did he stay with her for 18 years?

What the hell was he thinking?

Why did he think it was best to stay until the kids were grown?

Why do I have to suffer because of her laziness and lies?

Why?

 

Okay, I feel a little better....I am going to try not to cry.

We have another court date July 6....

Can I please nap until then?

Just a long slumber.

 

I'm tired,

I'm tired of being a good person,

an honest person

when all I get is slapped in the face financially

 

God knows I am not materialistic

I just want what is ours

I just want fair

 

life is so not fucking fair

wake up

 

 

I HATE YOU BECAUSE:

I hate that you lie, you lie and hurt this family

I hate that you take your hatred out on CH mother, who is a saint and loved you as her own when your mother died

I hate that you try to break the bond between your daughter and CH mother, the only one who stood by your daughter unconditionally when she was on angel dust, stealing, lying and over dosing

I hate that I have to decipher every fucking word and story that comes out of your mouth, it's confusing to me since I am honest

I hate that I had to cash in my 401K to pay bills

I hate that CH had to give you half of his 401K, money he earned

I hate that I had to cash in bonds that were meant for my children's college education to pay bills

I hate you because we had to file bankruptcy & I am embarrassed

I hate you because you postpone court & change lawyers to pee this out because you know we don't have the money to fight

I hate you because this is the fourth judge in two years and we will probably will have a different one again, who is not familiar with this case

I hate that NJ court system allows this to happen

I hate that your brother and sister have nothing

I hate I couldn't buy my daughter an ice cream cone the other day and actually counted pennies & still came up short

I hate that you claim you can't work because you have no skills at 45 years old.  Who's fault is that? Your father was a millionaire...why didn't you go to college?  I couldn't finish because my parents did not have the money.   In the time I have had my son I have passed my real estate license and two cdl licences just to be able to work part time and still take care of my family.   You have done nothing to better yourself as a human being or a tax paying citizen...all you do is take.  You took from your father and now you are taking from my family.

I hate that you lied to your own children and told them you had breast cancer just to get attention because they didn't want anything to do with you

I hate that I cannot take my children on vacation while you fly off to the Bahamas and Atlantic City any time you want and gamble our money away

I hate that you went on a cruise to Hawaii last year for Christmas & didn't see your grandson

I hate that my husband has high blood pressure and has to take medication and monitor his pressure every day and I have to hear that machine beeping....it scares me

I hate being afraid he will drop dead of a stroke or heart attack because of you

I hate that I am depressed and aggravated

I hate that you throw in my face that you are entitled to CH SS benefits when he dies

I hate that you set up your daughter who you have taught to lie and steal....just so you can press charges against her and try to send her to jail when she has a one year old baby & is clean and sober now, she is trying

I hate that Sweet Annie my best friend who never harmed a hair on anyone's head died and you, the scum of the earth, walk it every day and do damage.  I hate that more than anything.  You are breathing everyday and I cry everyday for my friend.

I hate that you chose not to work, not go to school, not to get your high school GED and not to drive

I hate that you have damaged your daughter and have left us to pick up the pieces.  She will never be okay.  She doesn't know how to be honest or to love.

I hate that you put your son in the middle of this and he is so sick of the drama he moved away

I hate you because you are a stupid girl in a woman's body & illiterate, uneducated and just dumb.  I hate your emails that are just one long stupid, incoherent sentence with no punctuation or capital letters you stupid bitch....

I hate that you did drugs with your daughter when she came out of rehab...smoked pot and sent her out to buy Xanax from drug dealers

I hate that she found coke in your home and caught you in bed from some stray you brought home from the bar one night

I hate that you took her to bars and drank with her when she was trying to recover & under age

I hate that you got her a job in a bar when she was struggling with recovery

I hate that you want her to turn out just like you

I hate when she was raped you went to the hospital and called her a slut, caused a scene and was thrown out by security

I hate that you have taught my husband not to trust

I hate that we are stressed over money EVERY SINGLE DAY

I hate that we had to borrow money from my mother and CH mother to pay over 10K in attorney fees, it's humiliating

I hate that you give all women a bad name, we are not all gold diggers and vengeful.  Some of us are actually intelligent, some of us actually work and some of us actually love.  You are disgraceful.

I hate that you have all the money in the world to keep this going just like the divorce & we had to settle then and will probably have to settle now

I hate that you go around telling people CH raped me and that is how my precious son was conceived....you are sick

I hate that you are so bitter that you let a good man go and now he loves me and you feel the need to try to destroy us, even after 5 years

I hate that I can't tell you face to face how I feel because anything I have ever said to you, you have twisted and told your kids lies and hurt them

I hate you because you were a stay at home mother and couldn't even get up in the morning to see your daughter off to school and she is a drop out just like you, uneducated and will suffer because of your laziness

I hate that you flaunt your money while your daughter is unwed with a baby, an alcholic drug addict boyfriend and on welfare and food stamps & you don't give her a dime, a hug or even a phone call

I hate that you hurt your daughter by never seeing your only grandchild, she is a good mother unlike you...

I hate you because I feel sorry for you and I don't understand why

I hate you because I am smart enough to recognize you have a mental disorder ... while others think you are pure evil

I hate that every single day I wait for your karma to come and get you but it's taking longer than I would like

I hate myself for buying that cheap bottle of champagne this morning thinking I could celebrate with CH tonight

I hate you because it is 12:15 in the afternoon and all I can think about is getting drunk but I can't because I HAVE RESPONSIBILITIES

 

I HATE YOU BECAUSE I HATE !

 

I have never hated anyone in my life...I've never had a reason to.

 

I HATE YOU JANICE

 

 

I hate myself for even thinking these thoughts

I hate that I did cry today and couldn't be strong for CH who feels like he can't support his family because of you

I hate that I am feeling sorry for myself today when there are so many other people who have it much harder than I

I hate that I have thoughts of hatred in my mind and keep adding on to today's post

I hate that I can't even repeat all of the disgusting lies you have told for fear that someone may actually believe them

I did beleive them at first, because I asked myself who could make up such nonsense?  Who is so evil? Who has a mind that works that way?

But I learned very quickly....only you Janice.

 

You are a text book pathological liar, you can't help it.

You have been caught time and time again by your own contradictions.  I have saved every email and every im you ever sent us in this family.  You are so transparent.

But in court none of this matters....it all comes down to $$$

Your mind is sick like a Stephen King novel.

You are, dear Janice, a legend in your own mind

 

And I do laugh at you....

All of that money and you are still an ignorant, unhappy bitch

 

And I am sad for you.....

Your own children hate you

 

I know I will wind up deleting this....just had to get it out

I am certainly not looking for sympathy...so many of you have your own stuff you are dealing with.

I just need to vent.

I did a Jonnie thing (thanks)

I just typed all of the crap in my head at record speed

and I have added on through out the day

 

It's better than crying or drinking or murdering someone

(that was a joke)

 

This is her AOL profile:

I have not changed a thing, this is how she speaks and writes....so ignorant.

Name	stocks go up ^ and stocks go down "it's called market  fluctuations" Duh! Buy some penny stocks and learn... (maybe you'll make a few extra bucks too )^^^^^^^^^^finance , right up there ^^^^^see?
Marital Status	'Taken' (Bliss).......... This will be one of the longesttttttttttt engagements on record.  E&J 'My Man in Blue' "honesty integrity and loyalty til the END"!The Strongest Bravest Men&Women in the World "N.Y.P.D." (the Emerald society!!! )F.D.N.Y . TOO!!
Hobbies & Interests	Spring thru Fall... Hangin' out on' his' Boat or in the cabin .    yay summer!  what makes people so ENVIOUS of people who have a few bucks and can afford to travel!?! and also have their freedom back?!? it's bizarre................maybe, because their lives are incomplete and unfulfilled!?' 'Happy people' don't bother other people.ONLY misery loves COMPANY.  B.t.w. when those two thieves"the check bandits"whom, by the way begged me NOT to have them arrested" are carted off to the federal pen or call Trenton and find out for yourself how they did it!( 18 months Mandatory, I was told )You shall eat your hat!!  (I'll even buy one for ya  )  lie detector tests for all of you (I'll splurge) and yes, your baldness bothers Your 3rd wifey  , she told me so in one of her drunken fits of anger at 2 in the afternoon (ick) Do you still  have to peel her off the keyboard drunk with beer cans everywhere!?that poor poor child.  sad, very sad.   I felt so bad for you I didn't tell you( half) the stuff she told me about you) yes, I'll pay for her test also!!    SNIP  SNIP  you still aren't trusted to spawn anymore even though SHE was "fixed" also....how sad for you two..(trust issues)............I hope that you come to find the happiness, clarity, honesty,unselfishness and fulfillment that decentand honest people are entitled to. unless of course God doesn't believe you are entitled to it.( and you reap what you have sowed.) This drawn out "Jerry Springer" episode that has been going on for 6 years is now (OVER.)   I live a normal life and will not be pulled into yours anymore.   psstt,, ALL Mothers nip at thier babies thighs, tummys ,bodies and tush , there is nothing "sick" about it. nor did I ever say there was.. lies again.. disgusting too!  keep those lies coming(some things never change) or better yet, repent and beg for forgiveness ... what comes around goes around, many times. admit to all your lies and maybe life will get better for all of you (loons. )see how fast 6 yrs have come and gone?! ... 9 will be gone b/4 you know it :)...Don't be a bitter old man ....it's bad for your health, soul, and ages ya.  oh, a few  more to add to the list: a diamond ring(2k)   a computer for school(3k)and books for college(1k)):another big waste:she didn't even finish( one) semester , just like you! you certainly can't deny She's "yours."(she lies and steals and drugs IT UP) just like you!(hopefully you've changed 'some' of your old ways!)  I remember when you stole the 'tent' from K-mart......you should have got caught ! it might have taught you a good lesson. you're ALL lucky you live in this wonderful Country because you ALL would be fingerless for thieving. oh, and your oldest Son would be also!  like you said to me once"is your grass truly greener now?" my answer:( is ,and was ,and will always be) YES!!  I simpy Adore being free from the binds that tied me!! (I can wear what I want knowing my clothes will not be cut up into pieces) I can have friends again and come and go anywhere I want without being the caged person I once was.(and w/out being followed) do you still put butcher knives to your throat and threaten suicide?! I always felt sorry for you when you did that stuff. (even during our divorce when you said you missed your home and family so much and threatened to drive the car thru the garage(police came of course) and I let you have "Rosie" because' you said she was all you had left'.I knew you weren't too tightly wrapped though, and the meds helped you for awhile.(not very long though, sadly.)L.S.D. is a dangerous drug , sadly you abused that way too many times also. when you called me in the winter of 2004 to tell me you were on new meds (that helped with your impulsive and insecure behavior) I was happy for you, but never did understand why you would tell me!!(it's none of my business what meds you are on and what they help you with ) you even shocked Gioia (she was listening on the other line)  I would have sent Roses to JacK  everyday had she not been so 'EVIL and IMMATURE'. TY TY TY Jack :)She should have thanked me and My Father because if it weren't for my Dad you would have never lived in Jersey(you'd still be in Sunset) or the park. You  would never have met! ) Eric thanks you too ! :) 186 hits since I posted this profile!! ugly on the inside makes one even uglier on the outside! whoa.
	God = "Good Orderly Direction"    "Everything will be fine in the end. If it's not fine, it's not the end." 'E & Me'..... :)  "This one race of people for whom Psychoanalysis is of no use whatsoever" 'Freud' . Caveat actor....  Latin proverb.   That was just a little example of her intelligence or lack of....nothing makes sense, all of it is a lie and it is constant harassment.  This is an adult, a 45 year old woman.  It seems like high school shit to me.  If I wasn't personally involved I would think it was a teenager. No she does not know about my blog....if she did, I wouldn't be here.   And mostly I wouldn't write what I did today and allow her the pleasure of knowing how much she is affecting me.... I simply ignore her.  But today I couldn't let it fester, I had to let it out somewhere.....or I was going to burst.   Thank you blogstream!

Come read a few excerpts from deeej's book !

Meet Me Under The Covers

"This Ain't' Shakespeare....

But It Sure Is Real

A Collection of Memories"

by our fellow blogger

Deeej of:

 http://debsdiddies.blogstream.com/

Debra Conklin

All I have to say about Deb's book is that it is inspirational.  It's like she took all of her favorite blog posts and published it into an interesting book of her life, her thoughts and her poetry.

 

My favorite story:

 

"4-0...

And Olding

 

Using face cream that diminishes tiny lines and wrinkles.

Wearing none or minimal make up.

Going out in public with the wash and go hairstyle, or simply pulled back in a face tightening ponytail.

Jeans with an untucked, oversized flannel shirt and worn out sneakers.

Bitten down and unpolished fingernails.

 

When did this happen?  When did I become so disinterested in my appearance?

 

I remember when even a trip to the grocery store required at least two hours of preparation before leaving the house.  I would never have been caught dead without my hair being perfectly coifed.  Clothing would accentuate all positive attributes and downplay all figure flaws.  This in itself required going through my entire wardrobe until the perfect combination was found.  Make up and hair were essential.  Eyes had to leap off of my face.  Lips had to be so bright and glossy that the mouth appeared to be in a perpetual state of pucker.  Nails, heaven forbid if one was chipped or broken.  This would require immediate attention.  Trimming and polishing a broken nail was considered a medical emergency.

 

So how could this maven of image perfection become so careless and unkempt?  She's turning forty, that's how.

 

Forty.  The age that a woman should be allowed to let her hair down.  To not be so obsessed with what the mirror says.  To be able to look into it and say, "Who really gives a rat's ass?"

 

This is not to actually say that all women forty or older are as slovenly as I.  Actually, most are probably still bucking up to the challenge of keeping the twenty something image alive and kicking.  For example, today I saw a woman, who was at least my age or older.  I was with my daughter at an indoor, heated pool.  On the other side of the pool was a hot tub and in that hot tub was a striking blonde.  She had immaculate tresses and a, to die for, tan.  A tan, that in my opinion, could only have been acquired by snoozing away in a coffin with blinding lights, (not that there's anything wrong with that).

 

Or, she'd just come from an extended vacation in Florida, because here in Maine, in the middle of February, we don't usually spend a lot of time outside, sunbathing on the snowbanks.  But, no matter, the tan was still pretty impressive.  She was also in full make up and it must've been the good stuff, too, because it wasn't sliding off her face, even as she sat in that 90 plus degree water.

 

When she stood and got out of that hot tub, I was even more impressed. Her forty something body was incredible.  Toned and muscled without one ounce of fat.  Looking at her jiggle free physique filled me with a stab of shame.  If she can look that good, at 40-something, why can't I?  It's just exercising and eating right.  How hard can that be?  Then I gave some thought to that carrot spice cake with vanilla frosting, sitting on the sideboard back home.  I realized that denying myself a slice would be tantamount to refusing the first cup of coffee in the morning, impossible!  It was easier to simply sink below the blue, bleachy smelling water and wait for her to leave.  Out of sight, out of mind.  Without her constant reminder of physical perfection, it was much easier to let my mind lust after my spice cake.

 

But, there was a time when I actually was a work-out-queen.  When I was in my early thirties, I diligently watched every morsel that passed through my lips.  I exercised obsessively and my body showed it.  I was toned and hard and I proudly displayed my efforts every chance I could.  Bare arms and legs in the summer.  Tight shirts and jeans during the winter.  But, sadly, those days are just a memory.

 

Now I am a firm believer in the baggier, the better.  I have even been known to buy jeans, two sizes too big so that they don't cling or tug anywhere.  Sweats and my husband's flannel shirt have become my wardrobe staples.

 

A look in the mirror, reflects back to me a woman I hardly recognize, at times.

 

But, upon closer inspection, I see my life.  My children who tell me each day how much they love me.  My husband, whose love and passion continue just as it did when we met.  My home, a place that's filled with memories of happy times shared with friends and family.

 

The lines around my eyes represent the years of my life.  A life filled with laughter, love and some hard times, too.  But it is a life that's been lived.

 

My clothing is now about comfort, not showing off a toned and buff body.  My body is the body of a woman.  I don't have the time, the energy, or the money to keep this forty-year old body looking twenty.  I've accepted that I've moved beyond my twenties and am learning to really love the woman I'm growing into.  Well, most of the time.  Yes, really."

 

 

My favorite poem:

 

"A MOTHER IS BORN

 

abdomen

smooth and round

navel protruding

even beneath heavy clothing

 

breasts

swollen with nourishment

skin taught showing movement

of tiny kicks and punches

from the life within

 

water bursts

muscles contract

screams pierce

pain goes on and on

a final push

a tiny head appears

 

cries

that are full of joy

amazement and wonder

 

cries

that are full of terror

fright and confusion

 

crying subsides

while nestling

within the comforting warmth

of her mother's arms

 

the beating

of a familiar heartbeat lulls

eyes become heavy

and sleep entices the woman

 

who in a lifetime's second

has become a mother"

 

I urge all bloggers who want to some day be published to go out and purchase this beautifully written book by our Deb. 

It is truly inspirational.  It's filled with short stories on her life...for example when her brother's big bike took her virginity away...

"If I had known I was going to lose my virginity to a sleek, shiny speedster, I would've asked for a ring before taking the ride"

Or a love poem written to her daughter when she was pregnant with her baby brother....

"Your brother will take his place behind you, if you will lead by setting the example of how important it is to keep your mind free."

 

To purchase a copy of this book, please click the link below to bring you to Amazon.com to Deb's book:

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1413745318/qid=1149006557/sr=1-1/ref=sr_1_1/002-4793608-0236843?s=books&v=glance&n=283155

 

This book is so well written, one moment you are saying "uh huh", the next you are rolling on the floor laughing and the next you are crying.

 

What woman who has faced 40 can't relate to her story of body image & it's reluctant changes?

What woman who has had a blessing inside her not relate to her poem of love to her unborn child?

 

It's a real memoir with real emotion.

 

Way to go Deb.....you did good!

 

Thank you for letting me quote your book here on Blogstream.

I hope everyone goes out and buys your memoir.

 

@2004 by Debra Conklin

All rights reserved.  No parts of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the publishers, except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages in a review to be printed in a newspaper, magazine or journal.

 

I will announce my next book club selection, another memoir, on Monday June 5th....

Happy summer reading everyone!

 

 

THE BLOGGER ENQUIRER RAG

issue # 2 

 

Submitted by our guest ace reporter  "Ain't Life Peachy" 

http://peachesncream.blogstream.com/

      

 Okay ladies and gentlemen of Blogstream, as the next interviewer for Lucy's "Blogger Enquirer Rag" my very special guest today is... 

  ......drum roll please....  

          

The Paradox of the Prankster  

http://theprairieprankster.blogstream.com/

Prank brings alot of fun and excitement to the stream with his off-the-wall poetry and cute little dimples!  Prank has made me laugh on many occasions and is my one faithful hockey buddy on the stream!!  Even though he cheers for the wrong team - we're still buddies, right Prank?? LOL!    

Mum: Do you have anything to add before we begin?

Prank: Thank you for your kind words and for reading my blog, it's a real treat for me to write and share it with you all.  And Peachy, I worship at the Altar of you, the Almighty Hockey Goddess !! lol 

  Mum: HA!! My life is all about the hockey! What can I say - I'm from Canada!  

Prank: Well, who better than you I say. We are in agreeance.  

Mum: Did you watch the Oilers lose their shirts tonight??  Man them ducks have got it bad for Roloson hey??  

Prank: Well, at least we get one more game...so I'm happy but I would like to see the Oil take it ultimately.  

(Peachy's note:  Obviously this interview was conducted before last night's game, since the Oil won that series and have now moved on to the finals) 

      

 

 

Question # 1  

If you could do anything for one week without any responsibilities or concerns, no deadlines and no pressures........ what would you do?

     

 Prank: Write poems, garden and watch the Stanley Cup playoffs on the cable maybe travel a little if the bank account is fat. Since I live near some very cool mountains I'd probably go to places like the coastal areas and islands, maybe visit Canada or Mexico or the Caribbean...see places off the beaten track.  

Mum: Cool - have you ever been to Banff, Alberta?  If you like mountains you'd love it there !  It's prbably my favorite spot in Canada. They have these awesome hot springs where you can go and sit outside at night in the hot water...... it fricken rocks!!!  

Prank: Many have told me Banff is a must see place.  World class ski mountains.  And most Coloradoans are pretty jaded about other people's mountains.  You gotta have some pretty darn good mountains to get our attention to be sure.     I would love to visit Victoria Island, I hear it's really nice too...and I have been to Ottawa, saw the Sens-Devil's playoff game in 03, game 5 or 6?  Sens lost.  I can only imagine what it must be like to skate around the canal in the winter....really cool place and nice people.  

Mum: Ohhh yes Victoria Island is beautiful - especially this time of year.  Another hot spot (I've only been there once) is Halfax , on the East coast….. BEAUTIFUL city!! 

      

 

 

Question # 2  

Can you tell us ladies what a night out with The Prankster would be like ...... describing to us your idea of a perfect date!  

 

Prank: I like things to be casual and relaxed most of the time. I think a nice play over at the Denver Center for the Performing Arts is a lot of fun.  Lots of Broadway road shows hit Denver all year long.  A Sunday afternoon matinee', we'd be out in time for a very nice cozy and meandering dinner and conversation.  Candlelight would be good.  Yep, a nice meal on a patio as the sun goes down and candles and the sparkle in the Lady's eyes.  Maybe we would go somewhere for music and a change of scenery after.  But I like to talk so we'd need to be somewhere I can hear her and be heard...  

Mum: Wow! Can you spell p-e-r-f-e-c-t??  Now watch all those single streamer gals stalk you all over the stream!! Better watch yourself Prank!    

Prank: Yes I spell very well...  

Mum: What's the best Broadway show you've seen?  

Prank: The best show I have seen in the past 5-10 years was an off-Broadway thing called "Urinetown". It was a musical comedy about a time, maybe 60 years ago, when you had to pay to use the facilities. And if you did not pay, then you were banished to Urinetown, and no one ever came back from Urinetown. No one. The government and big business were in cahoots to have businesses charge a user fee in order for the people to pee. No one could have a private toilet because that was bad for business so no one had a legal toilet in their home. That was communism, free toilets? Where nothing is free. And businesses paid bribes...errr taxes for the good of society you see. People were spending all their money to pee at the public toilets that by law all must use. So a bold group emerged to proclaim the right to pee freely, to have toilets in their homes  they could share with friends and family. Soon there was a revolution that overturned the corrupt order and we can all now be free! "Urinetown" was one of the funniest and coolest things I have seen in my life.  And those actors could really sing.  Poo was implied but not mentioned to spare the sensibilities of the audience who were getting thier blood all excited by all that pee talking and singing.  

Mum: HAHAHA!!! Sounds like something I’d get a kick out of !! LOL! 

Prank:  I also saw Richard Burton in the early 70's do "Camelot"  and that was pretty amazing.   

       

 

 

Question # 3  

 If you could compare yourself to someone famous, who would you say you most resemble or look/act like?  

 

Prank: I have no idea. People tell me I resemble some character actors who I don't know real well, can't even remember the names. A few friends say I remind them of Alan Alda with a slight Viriginian twang as "Hawkeye Pierce" from MASH in the way I talk and stuff but I don't look like Alan Alda.  I do tend to question authority a lot. Sorry, I am kinda stumped on this one.....  

 Mum: Well you could have just lied and said Alec Baldwin or Kurt Russell or something!! LOL!  Alan Alda is a very funny man - talented too, but I used to love watching MASH as a kid, he had the best one-liners !!  

Prank: Yeah, and he wore aloha shirts and enjoyed the fairer sex too. I am not a real hardcore martini guy, but every once in awhile...there's a martini bar nearby and I can walk home...also a brewery so why the heck would I ever want to move?  

Mum: Good Point – why would you ???  

      

 

 

Question # 4  

If you could have a sit down meal with anyone in the world - dead or alive, famous or not - who would it be with and why?  

 

Prank: My paternal Grandfather. Granddaddy died when I was 13 and there's so many questions I have. He was a cool guy and now that I know more about the world and some of the history of my family, I want to know more about his thoughts and his experiences.

He was part of the Army when they were fighting Pancho Villa at the Mexican border over 90 years ago, he talked with me a little about that before he died and well, I just want to know more about his life and times.    

I remember how he hated President Roosevelt.  In 1932, Roosevelt declared a "Bank Holiday" which closed up a lot of failing banks.  My Granddaddy lost what he had saved up via his work because of "crooked bankers, lawyers and politicians".  I guess some things never change.  Many banks that closed during the "Bank Holiday" never re-opened and millions of people lost whatever they had in the bank.  Stuff like that.  

Mum: Interesting answer! I love stories about my ancestors too - being able to sit down with them and have a chat would be absolutely amazing!  Good Answer!  

Prank: I urge anyone who has a grandparent or aunt or uncle to go talk to them if you can. They would dig it and it's trip if you can get them to tell some tales from the old days. It takes the big picture history and puts a human face on it.  

I remember learning in school about the good things Roosevelt did.  But when I mentioned that lesson in school to my Granddaddy he took out a cigarette, Winstons - 2 packs a day, and went outside to spit and had a smoke muttering under his breath.  I would like to talk more about that kind of stuff, you know, what kind of car he drove, the beer he drank and the things he and my Granny did for fun. 

He used to wear a hat whenever he left the house.  He had many hats for different situations and seasons.  Dress hats, work hats, ball caps....and he always dressed for Sunday.  By that I mean he would wear a tie and white shirt.  I only had to do that when I went over there on Sundays but I'm glad I did.  

Mum: Ohh the stories we could all tell about the memories and moments we spent as young kids!  I only wished I had written down more of the stories I had heard.  As a kid you think you'll never forget.... but time and life soon takes over and before you know it, you're fuzzy on some of the details! 

         

 

 

Question # 5  

 I'm going to do one better than Lucy - tell us the five people from the stream that you would most like to meet and why?  

Prank: Well, anyone on my favorites list would likely be very fun to meet plus with the 11,000+ blogs on the Stream.  I bet there are some great ones I have not had the pleasure of reading yet. And the order can change over time but of the many here are 5:  

 

1) Scratch - A very fine writer and anyone who lives with dragons, gorillas and tigers is A-1 first rate with me. Plus he's got a great sense of humor and is a gentleman.  A fun person.

     

Mum: Yes, I agree with this one too.  Scratch is such a delight to read and he is always so amusing!        

Prank: His other blogs are pretty good too, I think he has 4 now...LOL  

 

2) Ice (almost counts as 2 since Puppy would be around hopefully)

 I can imagine sitting on Ice and Puppy's porch trading stories, having some cool beverages, scratching all those Schnauzers behind the ears and laughing at the universe.  A great lazy Sunday afternoon.  

   

Mum: Ice and Puppy - I think of them as the Auntie and Uncle of the Stream.  You know, Colo is the Mom - Ice and Puppy are the Auntie and Uncle that spoil us all! haha!  

Prank: See this is interesting to me. The Mother and Father concept, Aunt and Uncle.  How we position people in our universes and their meaning. And for most of us there is a unique twist to our list. I view them as fellow travelers on the path whom I enjoy very much. And the path is a lifelong trip so we can be in one place physically while we grow and travel.

Some of Ice's stuff is incredible, about Viet Nam.  I was lucky, the draft ended before I turned 18.  But Ice was there and the stories...I know some guys who were whack after Viet Nam.  Others like Ice kept their minds together and I admire his writing and service.

  Puppy is so sweet, and the dogs, well, I love dogs, all dogs.  

 

3) Coloconnect - There's synchronicity in this world.  I like Colo's way of looking at the world and if there is reincarnation then I think she and I knew each other in a past life.  Don't know if we were close or anything, but I read stuff she writes and it resonates, and sometimes it is like I heard someone say it a long time ago.  Kinda freaky on occasion when I read her, but nice good freaky..

     

Mum: Wow - that's heavy!! I know that everyone loves Colo - how could you not?  Maybe she's interested in Broadway!????   

Prank: I think she likes it down there in Texas with that lucky handyman. 

 

4) I am Pie - I can imagine visiting Pie and her lovely family.  Having a nice Sunday dinner and then sitting down and singing songs with them.  She is not active on the Stream now and I do miss her. 

Mum: Yes, I miss her too - she was one of the first ones I ever had comments from on here. What a doll!!   

Prank: She is a cool drink of water on a hot dry dusty day. 

 

5)  Terrible Ted - Ted was active on Blogstream last Fall.  He's a very fine gentleman who has some stories from the 40's and 50's and is a very insightful and kind person.  When I started writing poems, well, they were pretty bad and Ted would encourage me to keep marching on despite my doubts.  

Mum: Terrible Ted, haven't seen him in a long time.  What happened there??  

Prank: Ted drops me a comment now and then so he comes by but he is not bogging actively. I think he's digging the retirement and he usually has a few good book recommendations for me.  

Mum: I still think it's harsh to have to limit this list to 3 or 5 people.  Wouldn't it be SO much fun to get together with all our bookmarked favorite bloggers and have one big party, in real life!!?? 

 If I won the lottery right now, I think I'd arrange such a party and fly everyone up here, maybe to Banff - and we can have a big hoopla!  A girl can dream can't she??  

Prank: I helped set up a reunion in less than 6 months. 400 people ate and laughed and played for 2 days in Virginia.  Everyone gave $50 and it was a blast.  It was a lot of work but well worth it.      

 

 

Question # 6  

What one thing would break your heart? 

 

Prank:  Well I have loved and lost romantically.  I was cheated on during my marriage.  My 2 dogs died in the past 3 years.  My cousin is dying of leukemia...those things break my heart, and there's more but you asked for one...  

Mum: Hmmm....does your ex-wife realize what she gave up??  I mean who can resist a guy that loves to watch hockey??? LOL!  

  Prank: Yes, she is obviously insane...

Mum: So sorry about the dogs - that is just like losing family members and I know it can be devastating!  And leukeomia - yuck!  Those are the things in life that make you stop and think, don't they?  

 Prank: Every second we are one second closer to… 

             

 

 

Question # 7  

 I've heard some guys call it Ralph, or Peter Paul and Mary, or Mr. Rogers, or Tally Whacker - what do you call yours??

 

 

      

Prank - I don't know about Mary...lol 

Mum: I think they are a package deal - Peter, Paul and Mary.  Not sure which side is Mary, better ask Kitkat cuz she's the one that suggested the name ! LOL !  

Prank: I don't know about this one, there's something about Mary....I just don't know, you know?  

Mum: That was a good movie too !! HAHA! !    

Prank:  I have found that I must rename it every so often.  My ex-wife did not like that I called it "Wally", so we started using "Big Willie" but now since the divorce in 2001 I just call him Mr. Happy !  

Mum: Have you ever seen the movie "How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days"?  She nicknamed his "Princess Sophia" !!  LMAO!   I think Mr. Happy sounds just fine!  

Prank: It’s not just Mr. Happy, it’s.....MR. HAPPY !  LOL

                         

 

 

Question # 8  

Set us straight on the rumor that you are actually Diesel from Railroad Street??  

 Prank: LOL yep, I heard too but I think Diesel is a much different and more technically adept writer and if anyone really looked at our stuff then they would clearly see that. Diesel's distinctive style is not something I can emulate. I can't hold a candle to Diesel or many of the other fine writers here on the Stream.  It is a real treat for me to be able to read their fine words. I consider Diesel a very good friend and I wish he would start blogging again. I miss him.  

Mum: You're right - his writing was very distinct!  I use to love reading his poems.  I miss him too, maybe he'll be back someday!!  

Prank: That would be really cool. It would be great to see him back.  

Mum: Well, I think that we’re not the only ones who are missing him ! He has a lot of pals on here ! I just hope he’s doing okay !  

      

 

 

Question # 9  

If Woogs could tell us one secret about Prank, what would he tell us ??

Prank: Prankers does not think he currently lives in the proper time.  Wrong century......a man who feels a little out of place.  That's part of the Paradox.  

Mum: Ah Woogs is very perceptive indeed!!  

Prank: Yes he is....yes.  I need to get Woogs a dog to boss around, he likes company and he's not so great with people.  

Mum: If you do get a dog, name him "Pioneer" in honor of the very reason we've all met here!! :)

Prank: A very good suggestion although I only use a single syllable or two when I speak to dogs.  So their names have to be short, it seems to me.  Pioneer has 3 syllables so I don't know..  

      

 

 

Question # 10  

What is in your CD player right now??  

 Prank: Well, I got a 6 disc changer so here are the 6 on it this morning:  

 

Brain Capers -- Mott The Hoople

Other People's Lives -- Ray Davies

Burnt Weeny Sandwich -- The Mothers of Invention

 

More Fun In The New World -- X

 

Lola vs. Powerman and the Money Go Round -- The Kinks

 

Live 10 December 1995 Soundboard --  Gov't Mule