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tcr!
· Jan 21, 2018 at 6:02 pm
So they’re what I use.
PS- No, they’re not the exact tools. So quit asking that on Facebook.
tcr!
· Jan 21, 2018 at 5:19 pm
vabevabe17
· Jan 21, 2018 at 5:26 pm
Cats are a hoot!
Momma J
· Jan 21, 2018 at 6:07 pm
Worn out from a day of hunting wolves
jimi hindrance experience
· Jan 24, 2018 at 12:19 am
my dogs will not allow stockin’s on their head. tried coercion, threats and violins and still they resist all attempts at head hosiery.
tcr!
· Jan 24, 2018 at 7:03 am
Yeah, I don’t know how/why the stars aligned in such an unprecedented way that night. Cat must’ve been too high on the nip.
tcr!
· Jan 21, 2018 at 4:13 pm
A few more photos from our minor adventure.
While looking at the skull piece during the reception I offhandedly said, “I like the scissors.”
And then Maggie in her usual wit replied, “You should be an art critic. ‘I like the scissors.’ 🙄”
Again with the links:
tcr!
· Jan 21, 2018 at 2:28 pm
Art, music, and science. Woo-hoo! Maggie and I needed some of this on a Sunday afternoon.
Links:
Momma J
· Jan 21, 2018 at 3:06 pm
Three of my favorite subjects!
Momma J
· Jan 21, 2018 at 3:06 pm
BTW, I like Birds too!
tcr!
· Jan 21, 2018 at 6:19 pm
Birds are good! Squirrels, too.
Osterhaus
· Sep 2, 2019 at 11:39 am
My Academic Decathlon team studied “Quartet for the End of Time” a couple of years ago. An interesting piece.
tcr!
· Jan 21, 2018 at 9:26 am
Audio (MP3): 20180121 - Grace for others
I would guess there’s been 5-10 relationships I’ve had with people where I’ve written them off. And I’m not talking about small relationships either. These are like personal relationships that have lasted for years.
And I wrote these people off because I had hurt them or they had hurt me and then it just went back-and-forth like some fucked up game of spiteful volleyball.
Then usually there came a point where I’d had enough, where I was done with it. It didn’t matter if I would see them every day or not. The relationship was sour as far as I was concerned. Even if they tried to make it better I was like, “Fuck you and your goodwill. That bridge is burnt.”
Writing people off has just always been my go-to thing. People don’t change. They generally just keep being the assholes that they’ve always been.
So there’s somebody in my life now that I’d written off as well. Too many spiked volleyballs and I was tired of getting hit in the face with synthetic leather by some ass who needed to be right at all costs.
Deep down to my toes didn’t care anymore. And I’m sure it was obvious to him. I don’t want to come across as arrogant and say that he was all in the wrong but as far as I’m concerned he was. There’s some dysfunctional humans populating the planet. And plenty of them commit wrong over and over again.
Not long back Sara gave me the seeds of seeing him as a human, faults and all. But I wasn’t there yet. I was holding on to my hurt and frustration because I wasn’t done with it. We were still on opposite sides of the net and I hate sand in my sandals. We can’t force acceptance. It comes on its own. Generally after I’m finished processing and have washed my feet.
So in my interactions with him in the here-and-now I can see that he’s trying to be a better person, get beyond his own shortcomings, his own downfalls and the like. Being who I am, or who I can be, up until this point I was like “good for you” with all the mental sarcasm you can imagine. I’m suspicious by default, been burned^10 by the man holding flowers the day after he smacked you with a switch.
Minor tangent that plays a part in all of this: I’ve been keeping all of my email since 2002. I like history. I like nostalgia. And I’ve had some powerful, healing conversation over that medium.
For whatever reason yesterday I was reading an email Jimi sent me in 2012. It said something along the lines of his missing ingredient had been forgiveness. I’ve written about forgiveness before. It’s no secret that it’s powerful medicine for the sick, salted soul.
I can come across as all holy and spiritual…but make no mistake, I haven’t mastered anything. After learning how intolerant I can be I’m sure the monks would kick me out before nightfall.
Alexa, play Somewhat Damaged by NIN. Volume a billion.
Okay, so here’s the real story…
Yesterday, early evening the written-off guy left me a voicemail. I listened to it and immediately went into “I’m not taking time to even knowledge this” mode. Silent, bitter disgust in all its glory.
But then this morning what Jimi had wrote via email was still lingering in my thoughts. It struck a chord this time. Unlike it did back in 2012.
So earlier today, without putting too much thought into it because I think way too much, I sent my antagonist a follow up email. I answered his questions and even made a little joke. On the weekend. When I usually like my alone time to be all about me and my pursuits.
Grace has been gifted to me by the cosmos. Numerous times. I believe it’d be good for me to regift as well.
And now I feel good, feel spiritual, feel burdenless. Like the feeling when you carry six bags of groceries in from the car and finally set them down on the kitchen floor. What a relief not to be lugging all that around any more.
I feel hopeful, feel positive. I don’t feel like anything is missing. In the cosmic sense of things. I feel like I’m doing my part in the bigger picture. If I’m not doing my part then I ain’t shit.
And I hope he feels good, too, after reading my reply email. If people are making a legitimate effort, consistently, if I can see that they are honestly trying to leave their volleyball days behind then they deserve more than simply being held in contempt. Forever.
I can see him as human, faults and all, just as Sara had reminded me I ought to.
It’s easy to do the right thing when the sailing is smooth and the waters are calm. It’s much harder to live up to my spiritual potential when life’s complicated and messy.
It’s harder when you’ve always been at war with machine X.
But it is possible. If I’m willing. If I seek a spiritual path. If I’m open to walking one.
fleming
· Jan 21, 2018 at 10:40 am
Wow! It’s scary how much our minds work alike! I’ve always considered myself a “runner”…from 3 marriages, family and friends who have “done me wrong”. You have stated it so much more eloquently than I, but basically the same emotion and consequence. I want you to know I am actually learning “stuff” from you and want to thank you! I enjoy how your quirky mind works! And it sounds like Sara is VERY good for you! ♥️
tcr!
· Jan 21, 2018 at 10:59 am
I’m glad that my words are helping you in your journeys. I think that’s a big part of why we’re here. Not on Facebook, but in the bigger sense. And yep, Sara makes me a better person. :)
klaurindabrey
· Jan 21, 2018 at 7:09 pm
That’s cool you embrace that Travis! Our partners and other frienship relationships should bring out the best version of ourselves. I hope and pray that when the cosmos align 😊, I will find that relationship too.
tcr!
· Jan 21, 2018 at 9:29 pm
You wil! The cosmos is just picking out the right relationship for you.
klaurindabrey
· Jan 22, 2018 at 2:32 pm
Thank you so much for that Travis! You’re writings, pieces are wonderful. Writing has served a great purpose in my life as well. Thank you again! My best to Sarah! !
tcr!
· Jan 22, 2018 at 8:03 pm
You are most welcome!
gutierrez
· Jan 21, 2018 at 11:11 am
The great game of volleyball has been besmirched.
tcr!
· Jan 21, 2018 at 11:19 am
Haha! I hated volleyball when they forced me to play it in high school so I guess it’s a good metaphor for me. 😊
Walker
· Jan 21, 2018 at 2:37 pm
I really needed to hear/read this today. People dont change most likey will just keep on being the assholes that they are.
tcr!
· Jan 21, 2018 at 4:39 pm
I need to hear it often as well 😉
jimi hindrance experience
· Jan 22, 2018 at 1:10 am
I’ve kept most correspsondence since before that. I also read old emails for inspiration and refresher courses.
tcr!
· Jan 22, 2018 at 8:35 am
For sure!
Email (besides work) has always been more about personal correspondence akin to the letters I used to write to my peeps in the 80s and 90s. Believe it or not, letters from SGC in Wichita were one of the highlights of going to visit my dad (PGC) after my parents divorced.
tcr!
· Jan 20, 2018 at 6:29 pm
Sara took me up to Arlington Heights where she grew up. This was a door on the back of one of her old apartment buildings.
I think the real story is down there. Unfortunately this portal was locked…but do you civic duty, kids, and turn every knob you meet.
jimi hindrance experience
· Jan 24, 2018 at 12:35 am
Always been a believer and advocate of this policy.
tcr!
· Jan 24, 2018 at 8:02 am
Knobs are meant to be turned once.
tcr!
· Jan 20, 2018 at 4:32 pm
Me: Alexa, play some music that I might like.
Alexa starts playing Hungry Like the Wolf.
Me: YES! Alexa, you sweet bitch, volume 1000!!! 💪
Alexa: Sorry, you can only set the volume between zero and 10.
Me: 😭
keamoose
· Jan 20, 2018 at 4:34 pm
It should at least go to 11.
tcr!
· Jan 20, 2018 at 4:36 pm
Ya, no kidding.
Ryan Waters
· Jan 21, 2018 at 9:14 am
!!!!
tcr!
· Jan 20, 2018 at 4:22 pm
Karly
· Jan 20, 2018 at 4:22 pm
Only 6?
tcr!
· Jan 20, 2018 at 4:25 pm
Dude, my pants barely fit as it is. 😆😢
tcr!
· Jan 20, 2018 at 4:39 pm
Exactly
Momma J
· Jan 20, 2018 at 4:24 pm
I think our new Casey’s opened here in Monmouth - lots of cars there - good Donuts!
tcr!
· Jan 20, 2018 at 4:24 pm
Hurray!
domo vitek
· Jan 20, 2018 at 4:42 pm
I couldn’t fit in your pants. I don’t think you need to worry. Lol
Raes
· Jan 20, 2018 at 6:03 pm
Sweatpants work…lol
Ryan Waters
· Jan 21, 2018 at 9:21 am
I count fit one of my calves in his pants
tcr!
· Jan 20, 2018 at 10:57 am
I normally don’t take pictures of my bed but … Hail Satan. If you’re new here, it’s funny.
keamoose
· Jan 20, 2018 at 11:16 am
Really should be a satin pillowcase though…
tcr!
· Jan 20, 2018 at 1:52 pm
Satin pillowcases are pretty slippery though. One time I fell asleep on one and woke up in Scandinavia. Sara also said they’re good for your hair.
keamoose
· Jan 20, 2018 at 2:17 pm
My grandmother always used a satin pillowcase to protect her hair after she had it set in curls. If satin gets you Scandinavia though, I shudder to think where one might wake up after falling asleep on a Satan pillowcase. Maybe also Scandinavia, it is pretty metal.
tism
· Jan 20, 2018 at 11:59 am
and black Satan sheets.
tcr!
· Jan 20, 2018 at 1:54 pm
I would like black sheets but with the cats it would be all to apparent how much of a lion den I actually do sleep in.
tcr!
· Jan 20, 2018 at 1:59 pm
keamoose
· Jan 20, 2018 at 2:17 pm
Get it together, Facebook.
tcr!
· Jan 19, 2018 at 5:17 pm
Audio (MP3): 20180119 - Cleaning the stove at 5:17 pm on a Friday
I’ll get to the picture in a minute. The real question is why am I having 2 to 3 bowel movements a day on average? Is it my diet? My posture? My sleep schedule? My collection of fine leather pirate boots?
I’m just kidding. I don’t poop that often. Really, it’s none of your business.
But what I’m not kidding about is the phrase “bowel movement.” The next time I hear someone utter those two words together I’m gonna lose it. And then puke.
Nobody should say that ever. You either poop or you take a shit. And which you do depends on the urgency.
I even had to school my dentist on this fact. Well, I didn’t really but I will if the situation ever comes up.
My mom used to say it to me all the time when I was a kid. Because she’s a nurse. And that’s what they do. But it’s 2018 so stop saying that. Everybody.
That phrase is too many syllables for kids anyways. They just wanna take a dump (that works, too) and get back to playing Berserk on Atari. They don’t ever want to know what’s going on inside their bodies — if it’s the bowels or the intestines or any of that other internal plumbing. They got kid stuff to do.
Now then. As to why I tore apart the top of my stove in a cleaning OCD fit on a Friday night after work… I have no idea. I guess that’s what you do when you’re me.
And then in the middle of my scrub frenzy I gotta poop and I’ll be damned if these two horrible words didn’t pop into my head like Satan from the bowels of Hell. So I want to put an end to all of that.
I’m not knocking my mom or the other healthcare professionals. Those are the kind of things that they say. And if they want to continue to say them, they should do it within the confines of their workspace.
Leave us normal people to poop in peace.
fiatlux423
· Jan 19, 2018 at 5:56 pm
Drop a Deuce?
tcr!
· Jan 19, 2018 at 6:43 pm
Sounds too much like Andrew Dice Clay 🤔
Hater McGhray
· Jan 19, 2018 at 6:48 pm
Andrew Deuce Clay
Wilkins
· Jan 19, 2018 at 7:43 pm
BM is a term I first heard from a nurse
tcr!
· Jan 19, 2018 at 10:20 pm
Yep, that’s where everybody hears it first.
Botsford
· Jan 19, 2018 at 8:42 pm
Stove looks pretty good
tcr!
· Jan 19, 2018 at 10:20 pm
Thanks!
jimi hindrance experience
· Jan 20, 2018 at 12:03 am
I worked at a hospital in Muncie, In called Ball Memorial Hospital. BMH. Bowel Movement Headquarters. Pull my finger is about as far as most of ‘em got in humor school.
Kelly K
· Jan 20, 2018 at 2:44 am
For me what’s worse is when adults say they have to go ‘potty’ about themselves or another adult. I guess it’s fine if you ask a child if they have to go potty, or tell them you’re going potty. But it’s NEVER ok to tell another adult you’re going potty!
fiatlux423
· Jan 20, 2018 at 7:28 am
My old sponsor used to say “I have to tinkle”
jimi hindrance experience
· Jan 20, 2018 at 3:08 am
Now I’m thinking of the old Cheech and Chong routine. “Pinch a loaf.”
jimi hindrance experience
· Jan 20, 2018 at 3:09 am
Sheldon on the Big Bang Theory talks about moving his bowels.
tcr!
· Jan 20, 2018 at 2:08 pm
I may have opened a door inadvertently. I can’t participate in these kinds of conversations. Either online or off.
angeline35
· Jan 20, 2018 at 9:01 pm
Its time for the big poop 😊
Ryan Waters
· Jan 21, 2018 at 9:18 am
Oh my God! I’m a nurse and I feel like I’m going to vomit!!!!!!
jimi hindrance experience
· Jan 26, 2018 at 9:52 am
Since I don’t know when, I have used “powder my nose”. It gets the rednecks right by their knecks and even my die hards will still raise an eyebrow. If I’m especially feelin’ it, I will let fly with a “tinkle” or “potty” just to keep men honest.
tcr!
· Jan 27, 2018 at 7:31 am
That’s a good one. I don’t think I ever make a formal announcement. One of the ex’s insisted that all affairs of this nature should remain private to the person in charge. The session manager if you will.
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