Strange Gut-Wrenching Longing

You know, Blurred, the weather is warm outside. You can easily go to the beach and play. After you’ve ironed the bugs out, try putting a hat on the ground in front of you as you play to see if people drop some coin. I’m sure you have parks somewhere in the neighborhood. Isn’t the Upper Peninsular a mostly wooded area? You can play to the Deer, Bears, and the occasional Cougar (No Anita, I am not talking about you … no matter what tentative says, I don’t think you’re there yet). So, yeah, many options. Go for it.

Blurred,

Most of us know when we’re going to regret DOING something. Don’t put yourself in the position of regretting NOT DOING something. We rarely get to take those moments back… Go play.

Anita,

I’m sorry Sandy drug you into this. Didn’t you tell him about the Christmas party? I mean, it was just a spur of the moment thing but… uhhh, I wasn’t supposed to mention that was I? Oops.
I knowing nothing about any Christmas party! Nothing at all.

Wait a minute, how can I possibly drug Anita when she’s all the way on the other side of the Universe? Are you sure they didn’t spike your drinks at the party? Oh, I guess you were too wasted to remember there ever being a party. Anita, if Tent offers you a drink (even if it’s a Sangria), RUN.

Potent stuff, derailer.

Okay, Now I’m ‘somewhat’ done.

Anyway, Blurred, I’m still rooting for you.

See? you’re doing it again! #-o Blurred it’s not my fault! I was just defending Anita for a moment of impetuousness, and… shit. Why do I even try? Sandy, you are evil…

All I can say is – you guys must REALLY be bored.

Well okay, if you’re gonna twist my arm, I guess I could say more.

Blurred, any desire so painful that it makes you want to cry should be indulged if possible, and I’m sorry you’re not able to do so right now. Like sangrain said, I can easily see you playing sax; for some reason I picture you wailing on the blues or jazz, à la Charlie Parker perhaps? (Also, kudos for inspiring such unbridled enthusiasm in sangrain – he doesn’t gush like that for just anybody you know.)

:-"

Also best of luck on the job possibility in Golden, it sounds like you have a very good chance, and it may be just the adventure you’re looking for. :slight_smile:

sangrain and JT, why I am feeling very grateful that I didn’t go to high school with you two? :-k

Hi sweetness,

You were just lucky? Ah, but just think of the stories you could tell your children! :laughing: Growing older is a given, but growing up is an option. Think about all the fun you’ve missed! Of course, with Sandy you probably would have ended up in jail. With me, just a few years in a mental institution… :-k

For alto, it seems $100 is the popular price range for basic instrument.
You may be able to get a lot better instrument if you add another $100 or 200, though.

I don’t think it would bother neighbors too much if you practice in ppp, and it can be a very good training, as well.
And you can always go outside to play louder. You can even join a band, too.

:stuck_out_tongue:
Well, I can’t disagree with that, no doubt it would’ve been fun; I was just thinking about the havoc you two can wreak on an innocent person’s reputation, if only by association.

It’s downright shameful. [-X

O:)

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(ps. Happy Father’s Day, JT! :wink: umm…you too, sangrain?)[/size]

Yes dear, you’re right. I’m ashamed. :blush: I just remember another website far far away where you scared the living hell out of me. It made no difference what I said, you one-upped me every time. But maybe you’ve turned a new leaf? It was a long time ago…

Hope there is peace and joy at your house this day.

O Anita, I would quit you if only you weren’t so addictive. Don’t get me wrong, I see the flame, but I just stop flying towards it.

I don’t blame you for blocking it out. It’s probably for the best. I mean, who would want to hold on to memories of imprisonment in a mental asylum with tentative? Didn’t know you guys went to such a tough high school. Was the Christmas part a reunion of sorts? Innocent person’s reputation my… Oh, sorry, I almost forgot my manners. Hanging around Tent can do that to you. It’s just that under that petite, unassuming, exterior - by the way, I’m talking about you, Anita, not Tent - lies a dangerous firecracker (have you met rainey? Did you guys go to high school together?). Anyway, thanks for, yet again, gracing us with your presence. You classed up the joint (why are you snickering, Tent?). Now I can rest easy … with one eye open, while standing, with my back against the wall, whistling Dixie, just in case.

Sax? What sax? Who said anything about a Sax? Ohhhh, that’s what this thread is all about. Why do you guys keep doing that, yeah, I’m looking at you, Tent.

I think I’ll just excuse myself from this campy romp. I can only imagine poor Blurred checking in on Monday only to, yet again, find this. Shameful.

Twist.

Hmmmm, I don’t know… I’d probably be willing to do a few years in a mental institution with Anita. We could learn to play the sax. They do have those in mental institutions don’t they, Sandy? You never said much about those years…

Blurred, just remember who started this. It wasn’t me. Anita and I are just innocent bystanders, victims of of a twisted mind. We don’t care what you play, just play.

Nah, just curious, how many different instruments do you play?

:-s

I have NO idea what you could be referring to. The day I’m capable of one-upping you, well, I’ve yet to see anyone accomplish that, I’m certainly in no position to manage it. I can barely even keep up with you guys, and that’s on a good day. 8-[

Sangrain, I’d say you are the indisputable master of the backhanded compliment, except “compliment” isn’t quite the right word, is it? I’m thinking “sarcastic dig” may better fit the bill. Not to mention, what the-? “Petite and unassuming?” Who me? Oh, now I get it, more of the sarcasm stuff - gotcha. [size=75][See JT, I’m so slow on the uptake, I just wait for gravity to drop the obvious in my lap. And even then sometimes I miss. :blush: ] [/size]

Now if only we could get sangrain to upload that vid of him whistling Dixie, maybe Blurred and/or Nah could be persuaded to accompany him…? [-o<

I just can’t get past the dixie thing. It isn’t right. It ought to be something like: youtube.com/watch?v=kPgFnRdTcKE [size=50]He isn’t the only one with back handed compliments[/size]

And the imagery is wrong… slithering alond the path and hiding in the grass waiting for the next victim… yeah, that’s more like it.

Blurred, we really aren’t as bad as we appear. I’m much worse and Sandy is worser.

I always look forward to coming to work Monday mornings, for this reason (and a few others). I always find myself in a fit of giggles at my desk when I look to see what everyone has posted throughout the weekend. Of course, this will be the last Monday morning this happens, as I’ll FINALLY be receiving my new laptop tomorrow sometime. Yay :smiley:

One more thing –

Anita, it’s nice to see you again :slight_smile:

You nailed it - that is sangrain to a ‘T’. As for you, it’s more like the seemingly kind stranger with the disarming smile who just needs help looking for his adorable little lost puppy, and oh, how about a piece of candy while we go looking?

That’s up for debate. [size=85]hehe[/size]

Thanks Blurred, I definitely stop in on a regular basis to check on my favorites, those who are still here. Always educational and entertaining.

I like learning what’s new with you, I love your forthright and humorous take on life, so it’s always fun to see what you’re up to. :slight_smile:[size=50]
[hey, don’t blame me, I’m pretty sure it was sangrain-The-Instigator who started this love-fest. I know, typical, right?][/size]

Me??? That’s not me at all. Besides, I tried that line on you and it didn’t work. But eventually, I’ll come up with something… :sunglasses:

That’s really kinda creepy, tent…

Maybe try something like, “Is that a mirror in your pocket, cuz I can see myself in your pants…”

But then again, that may be a little too cliche for Anita.

How about, “Do you have any raisins? No? How about a date?”

Cute lines, but I’m an equal opportunity whatever works at the moment sort. I’m old enough to have tried most of 'em, and now it is just variations on a theme. Trouble is, a beautiful woman like Anita has heard every possible man-lie out there and she is (justifiably) suspicious. But a challenge is a challenge! In truth, I’m like most men and fail 99.9% of the time, but as my grandfather once observed: You ask 'em all. Some will, some won’t."

My favorite is an old Groucho Marx line: “Do you know the difference between sex and a ham sandwich?” (answer no) “Then how about having lunch with me today?”

:laughing: A friend of mine, who happens to be an older male (somewhere in his late 50’s, early 60’s, I believe) once told me that back in his partying days, he sat outside the women’s bathroom in a bar and asked every woman who walked by, “You wanna fuck?”

He said he got slapped six times, and the seventh woman said, “Let me finish my beer.”