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A Leonard Cohen Moment

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How Many Times Have You Been Married

When they asked me I told them I didn't remember but thought it was somewhere between 1 and 7. They sort of scrunched up their face and I told them I wasn't sure if I had ever officially married or divorced number two. They asked if I had convinced number two to marry me by making her feel like number one and I said no, just a steady supply of bananas had been enough. That led to being called a bit of a jerk and me responding with, a bit of a storyteller too. :) And now for your reading pleasure links to other stuff: M ost recent posts The Secret Blogger's Guide To Buying Cars Building A Better Blog... Maybe There Is No Cure For Blogging Just Hit It Harder How Some Star Wars Fans Kill The Movies The Memory Collector Drunk on Blogging Or Intoxicated With Writing It's Not My Fault She's Crazy & Hysterical Your Blog Could Cure Insomnia Don't Fear The Teenage Driver I Hope That You'll Be Happy Sometimes You Have To Stop & Live Go

The Knife

Stabbed in the back, somewhere between the shoulder blades, close to that center place where I couldn't quite reach. Wasn't a mortal wound, wasn't the kind of thing that would kill me immediately, but it was enough to hurt like hell. Can't say whether the rage that came with the blade was because of the physical or the mental pain. Probably doesn't matter. I just know what it did, how it felt and what it made me want to do.

The Coolest Thing That Came From Blogging

The coolest thing I ever got to do because of blogging might be the time I got to drive a Ferrari 458 Italia . But then again, if I think long and hard about it there might be some other things that rank a few notches above that. Might have to blog about it all and see about sorting it out. Still, it was one hell of a cool thing and something that I won't ever forget. Might have to do it again, there is something primal attached to driving a beast like that.

A Waste Of Energy

It is a waste of energy to get pissed off about things and people that are in the past but every now and then I succumb to that particular bogeyman. Saw some people who were involved in my daughter's life and thought about walking up to them and slapping them. They deserve it and it would feel good but I don't really need to get arrested and they'll never understand why. Awful people who shouldn't work with kids...ever. I suppose that what bothers me the most is that I feel like I probably should have pulled my kid from their program long before I did. That was my mistake. She doesn't think about it anymore and no long-term damage was done, but it irks me. ****** Sometimes I wonder if I am going to turn in a kindly old man, someone who is more tolerant and more patient and then stupid crap comes up in my life and I want to slap the people who bring it and I think it might be a while before I can be that guy because based upon appearances it is not happ

Golda Knew What She Wanted

Golda Meir would have been quite interesting to have met and spoken with. I have read her biography and spoken with people who knew her, but there is a difference between reading, hearing and knowing. Just read this piece here and thought about how remarkable she was. Some of you will read these words and think of her in less than favorable terms, but consider who she was, when she lived and what she did. Addicted to political activity Even though Golda renounced family life to a great extent, she never renounced romance or intimacy. She was surrounded by admirers. According to Goldstein, the most prominent of them was Zalman Shazar, who had an intimate relationship with her for many years even though he was married to Rachel Katznelson, one of the leaders of the Yishuv, and according to rumor also had a stormy love affair with the poet Rachel (Bluwstein). Golda had affairs with Shazar and David Remez at the same time. Sometimes she would prefer Shazar, and at other times