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Good one, Blackcat. Now it gave me a Rhianna earworm, but it's one of the songs I admit to liking.

You guessed right! Wisconsin! Close to Chippewa Falls, home of Leinenkugel's. And Jack Dawson.

edited 20th Jun '12 10:42:19 AM by LemonBonBons

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People in Wisconsin seem to all be "near" or "close to" some town no one outside of Wisconsin has ever heard of. When I was there I was near Cameron which is close to Rice Lake. When that sentence gets you a blank look, you have to add "about ninety miles from Minneapolis?"

Goal: Clear, Concise and Witty

That's mostly because there are only two cities in Wisconsin anyone outside of it has ever heard of: Madison and Milwaukee. (Well, ok, three: Green Bay. But no-one knows where Green Bay is. They just know it's there somewhere, probably near the water.) And those two cities are only about 70 miles apart, so anyplace that's "near" one is also pretty much "near" the other. So they're not much help in identifying where you are if you aren't in that little section of the state.

...if you don’t love you’re dead, and if you do, they’ll kill you for it.

Fast Eddie, I live 45 minutes from Rice Lake! Of course, no one has heard of that town either:) I also live close to Duluth, Minnesota which was in the news yesterday for floods. (We had flooding too, I was caught in a deluge near my area of a little village called Cable.) My car is probably wrecked.

I can't believe people don't know where Green Bay is.

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Pfui, I was born in Green Bay, I know where it is. But not knowing where places like, say, Crivitz or Sheboygan or Luxembourg are isn't a crime, that's what small towns are for.

Hey... I know Luxembourg is small, but it's not town-sized! Monaco is way smaller! <ba-boom: takes a bow>

throws fruit

If they're naartjies (tangerines/ clementines/ satsumas), I'm out, so I'll catch 'em!

edited 21st Jun '12 8:16:15 AM by Euodiachloris

Throw some my way. Summer forgot to water my garden again.

Rule of fanworks reviews: The amount of constructive criticism a work receives is in inverse proportion to the amount it needs.

(Totters around in a sad mood)

In an anime, I'll be the Tsundere Dark Magical Girl who likes purple MY own profile is actually HERE!

Why sad, sabrina?

...if you don’t love you’re dead, and if you do, they’ll kill you for it.

It's nothing. Just... wishing I had done more with my life... (puts the Forever Alone meme up)

edited 22nd Oct '12 7:02:46 AM by sabrina_diamond

In an anime, I'll be the Tsundere Dark Magical Girl who likes purple MY own profile is actually HERE!

Unless you're pushing 70, or have a terminal disease(And by that I mean one of the "dead within months" things), you've got a lot of lifetime still ahead of you. The more energy you spend looking back and wishing you'd done things differently, the less you have to do things now and in the future.

...if you don’t love you’re dead, and if you do, they’ll kill you for it.

World's full of late bloomers who made good. Don't stress it too much.

A brighter future for a darker age.

Sometimes, just the thought that I graduated from High School seven years ago gets me depressed. Hell, even College seems far behind after only three years. I remember listening to "What's My Age Again" by Blink 182, which contains the "Nobody likes you when you're 23" lyric, and thinking to myself: "Whoa, 23 year olds are old man!", and now Poof!, I'm 25.

Work, rent, break-ups, funerals, this god-awful recession, a significant increase in coffee consumption (in my part), the lies, the politics, the piss-poor state of human relationships, the mistrust, this whole friggin' society circling the drain...

I miss the carefree days when the only thing I had to worry about was homework. I miss the innocence. I miss that bittersweet feeling you get when, although you know that summer's over, you're excited to see your friends again in September. I miss feeling genuinely happy, just 'cause I made stupid snow-angels with my stupid 8th grade girlfriend in the stupid park. I miss the days that, "Going to the movies" meant the local theater, and not some corporate multiplex. I miss spelling my age with teen in it... Insert-your-deity-of-choice knows, I can't even enjoy Christmas anymore!

I don't know, maybe it's just that I tend to think too much, I'm horribly prone to over-analyzing. Maybe it's plain ol' Nostalgia Filter induced paranoia. In any case, one thing's for certain, time slips the fuck away is what it does...

Sorry for the whiny, Wall of Text-ish post, I've got the blues.

Most but not all of the folks in this subforum are over the age of 25. Well over the age of 25. And some of us are twice 25 and change. If that helps.

Near as I can tell, the world's been going to hell for several thousand years if that will take one item off your plate. There are still snow angels to be made, but probably not today. At least here anyway it would be more mud and dog poop angels with heavy dog involvement on all fronts.

Change is inexorable and it never stops.

You made me laugh really hard. Thank you . That's the thing about change though, it-it-it it changes stuff! I hate change. At some point, while I was serving my country, I was diagnosed with Lacking-the-ability-to-adapt-itis or something. The friggin' medic was even laughing while prescribing me anti-anxiety pills.

You also forgot something: you were doing a lot of change during all that time you're now looking back with the filters. It's easy to remember it as "easier", but... you've forgotten the slog.

In 25 more years, you'll be doing the same thing about now. Current pains and changes have a tendency to wipe out the memory of past ones, or make them feel insignificant, as they're over and not taking up the concentration. <hugs> It's just the way things are.

There is always something small to enjoy. Even with a headache.

Basterd; I remember having that sort of thought process at 20. By the way stop by the Cobbies thread. (Crochety Old Bitches thread)

Who watches the watchmen?

So, I'm 31. I guess that would count as "old", right?

The Living Guildpact rules that coffee is an acceptable substitution for rest as specified in subsection … whatever.

If you want it to. Poke around the various threads and see if the way we roll in this section suits you. If it does, pull up a chair and join us. If it doesn't, no hard feelings.

...if you don’t love you’re dead, and if you do, they’ll kill you for it.

In West Virginia, we suffer from Coal Miner's Syndrome. It is a medical condition that occurs after retiring from the mines, sitting in a rocking chair on the front porch waving at passengers in the cars that pass for approximately two years — then a sure and sudden death! I'm going to retire when I qualify for Medicare in a couple of years. I hope to write more fiction for the Lacy Dawn Adventures Project. But, if I don't, y'all will know what happened to me.

Rarity from the Hollow

Welcome aboard roberteggleton. Take a look around and pull up a chair.

In this subforum, The Crotchety Old Bitches (CO Bbies) thread is the general chat thread and the other threads are more specific.

edited 13th Jul '14 10:39:14 AM by blackcat

Totally read that as "Lawn Dart Adventures Project", which sounds a whole lot cooler and deadlier.

That’s the epitome of privilege right there, not considering armed nazis a threat to your life. - Silasw