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What is your earliest childhood memory?


Enheduanna Survey Central Subscriber
posted 6-Aug-2003 10:01pm  
I don't know. All the early ones sort of melt together chronologically.
Enheduanna Survey Central Subscriber
posted 6-Aug-2003 10:02pm  
Interesting category choice.
Strider Survey Central Gold Subscriber
posted 7-Aug-2003 1:04am  
When I was 3 or 4 I had an operation to remove two little lumps from my neck. All I remember about it is going to the hospitial having to change into a hospitail gown and having two blood tests done (because they didn't take enough blood the first time). I also rember a nerse taking me into the operating room and telling me to lie down on the operationg table. Then I remember going to sleep, the next thing after that I rember is waking up and trying to sit up and the nurse and my mum telling me not to because they will rase the bed for me. Then I put my clothes back on and went home.
posted 7-Aug-2003 1:13am  
Hard to say...I have a few that I can't nail down in terms of which came first.

Seeing as how this is a "computers/internet" survey, I'll tell a little story that I haven't told before.

In the Summer of 1979, one of my buddies was accepted to a local university, so we thought we would head up there and have a look around. While we were wandering around the campus, we ran into some guy, a graduate student I suspect, who offered us his "un-official tour". I don't remember much else about it, except that it was pretty un-official alright! smiley:::smile At one point he took us into a computer lab. None of us had much experience with computers, but we were tech-heads, and certainly had a good understanding how they worked and what they were and weren't capable of. So this guy turns on a computer and asks us to ask it a question! smiley:::surprise We just stood there dumbfounded. So the guy makes up some question, types it in, hits "enter" and of course get a response like: "Syntax error" or something like that. Then he tells us that's what it always says when he asks it a question, and comments unfavourably about computers in general...being over-rated etc.. To this day, I don't know whether he was yanking our chain or serious. My buddies and I didn't say anything because we thought it was nice of him to give us this tour, but we all thought he was a bit dim in the technology department after that...
(reply to Strider) posted 7-Aug-2003 1:15am  
Your parents have been keeping this a secret from you all your life: Those "two little lumps" were your Siamese twin! smiley:::surprise
posted 7-Aug-2003 4:31am  
Sitting on the floor at my Nans house playing with a junior record player. They were bright plastic disks and you had to wind it up to make a tune. The grooves in the disc made the notes like one of them pianos that play by themselves.
posted 7-Aug-2003 7:05am  
pigtails in my hair for the very first time, my mom tells me it was a couple months before i turned 2, i can still remember how it felt
posted 7-Aug-2003 7:47am  
The cutting of my umbilical cord. That hurt!
bill Bronze Star Survey Creator
posted 7-Aug-2003 8:55am  
As the sperm broke through into the egg and the cell (me) split, I thought to myself ""I'm Alive!"
posted 7-Aug-2003 9:35am  
My mom and dad being in their room crying while my Dad packed his suitcase, and told me he had to go away for a while. Not the best earliest memory.
posted 7-Aug-2003 11:02am  
Walking on a bench.
posted 7-Aug-2003 12:19pm  
I have a lot of them. One of them is picking blackberry's with my Mom and Dad and riding the old roads where they grew up.
Another is my Grand-mother(mammy). The way she hugged us and always made us feel special.
Christmas with my 3 brothers and 3 sisters...............It was GREAT. We had it on Christmas Eve. When it was time for santa(after dinner), I would hear a door knock and me,mammy and others would run to the back of the house and hide. I could hear him in the living room, saying HO HO HO and drinking my milk. Later of course, santa was a brother or dad, but when i would walk back into the living room, i would have presents left and all the milk was gone!
This was also shared by my mom as a child.
posted 7-Aug-2003 1:01pm  
I can't remember very far back. The oldest specific one describes me perfect. It was my very first video game experiment. My stepfather told me to push this button and that, and that this one makes you run fast. I ran straight into the Goomba on Super Mario Bros. He then said Oh yeah, I needed to push the jump button to get over things. I took off then.

I was around 4, I think.
posted 7-Aug-2003 2:21pm  
I remember bits and pieces of things that happen when I was very young.

When I was 22 months old, we moved into a new house. (The house I still live in.) I remember coming into the house and the people that were moving standing at the window in the kitchen looking into the backyard. I mentioned that memory to my parents several years ago and they didn't remember it. But, my oldest brother remembers that. He said that the man that owned the house wanted to rake the backyard one more time before they moved. (Which seems weird to me.) And, the rest of the family was standing at the window watching him when we got here that day.

I also remember a small part of my 2nd birthday party. There were cupcakes on the table and I kept trying to get one.

4 months before I turned 3, my Mom's brother died. It was right before Christmas. Her younger sister was getting married in a few days. I remember me and my Dad taking my Mom to the church where some of my Mom's sisters were decorating for the wedding. Everybody was crying.
posted 7-Aug-2003 3:28pm  
I don't remember.
posted 7-Aug-2003 4:16pm  
i can remember many things from when i was about 3 y.o. living in my old apartment w/ my mom grandma and grandpa. such as feeding the puppy that would run away from it's home and come to mine...asking my mom's friend if i could have one of her french fries and have her say "fine, but only one." she was like 19 and i was 3 smiley:::dead face. umm...sitting outside the bathroom door while my mom was in the shower or using the bathroom sliding scribbles under the door....playing out in the yard w/ my grandma....feeding the ducks in the pond ....hitting my neighbor (some little boy) for destroying the bird's nest i made...whoa i can remember alot now that i think about it...
(reply to Maarten) posted 7-Aug-2003 5:12pm  
posted 7-Aug-2003 5:44pm  
I don't know for sure that this is a memory, because I have heard the story many times. But I THINK I remember it. I was just a little over a year old. My mom was taking me over to my Grandma's house (about a mile away). I was riding in a stroller. I kept trying to get Mom's attention, because I still couldn't talk that well. Finally, I said, "Mommy, shoe gone!" She looked down, noticed I had in fact lost a shoe, and walked back about a block or so to get the shoe.
posted 8-Aug-2003 1:43am  
Eating poi with milk & sugar (called poi cocktail ) while the thunder & lightening were going on outside our kitchen bay window at age 4
(reply to harekrishnadasa) posted 8-Aug-2003 1:45am  
I think Maarten is kidding Richard.:-a
posted 8-Aug-2003 1:50pm  
I believe this has been asked before.

I was 2. I was born with a benign tumor in my side called lymphangioma. They did surgery to remove it. Afterward, a bunch of fluid and gunk had surrounded the area and they had to go in to release it. So the doctor jabbed a scalpel in my side several times without anesthesia. My mom, grandma, aunt and great-grandmother had to hold me down for this.
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posted 8-Aug-2003 2:38pm  
I have no idea. I have a lot of very early memories, but I can't place them in a particular time-frame.
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(reply to Dino) posted 8-Aug-2003 2:40pm  
I had one of those smiley:::smile It played tunes like "Row, row, row your boat" and "London bridge is falling down" smiley:::grin
(reply to Biggles) posted 8-Aug-2003 3:31pm  
Yeah, thats the one!
(reply to Cleo) posted 8-Aug-2003 4:37pm  
posted 8-Aug-2003 6:43pm  
The earliest memory that I can date, because it has an external reference, is being in the kitchen while my mum had the radio on, and the DJ announced the latest single from The Beatles, called "Yellow Submarine".
posted 8-Aug-2003 7:27pm  
There were so many of them, but the one I want to share with my fellow SC members would be the one that got me interested in aviation.

I was around 2 or 3 years old. Every time I'd go out with Mom & Dad, Mom would point out an airplane to me whenever she saw one flying over. "Look at the airplane," she would say. And then one day, Mom & Dad took me somewhere I knew we've never been.
"Where are we going?" I was smart enough to ask at such a young age.
"We're going to see the airplanes," Dad would reply.
We were actually going to our local airport, and that marked the very first time I've seen airplanes ON THE GROUND. Until then, I only saw them in the air. What a thrill that was for a 3-year-old!

Since then, all throughout my growing up, I've had a childhood ambition for years of wanting to be an airline pilot when I grew up (see my survey on very first career ambitions for more about this). I've started attending airshows in 1975 and continue to do so to this very day. I've wanted to take private pilot training since I was a teenager--but for one reason or another, time or money always got in the way. I still plan to get private pilot's license someday.

I guess the wonderful world of aviation will be in my blood until I die!
(reply to Enheduanna) posted 8-Aug-2003 7:36pm  
That's your problem! You don't know anything!!
(reply to Strider) posted 8-Aug-2003 7:39pm  
Are you sure those two bumps weren't the two hemispheres of your cerebral cortex, and the operation wasn't called a lobotomy???
(reply to Zang) posted 8-Aug-2003 7:45pm  
Seeing as how this is a "computers/internet" survey, I'll tell a little story that I haven't told before.
*God, spare us! smiley:::frown

Early childhood memory??? You were 18!!!!!! (Did Haldol obliterate the first 17 years?)
(reply to Dino) posted 8-Aug-2003 7:50pm  
And you were dancing to "Sylvester's" ...You Make Me Feel....Mighty Real!!!!!! Quadruple Gold Star Quintuple Gold Star ! !
(reply to justjulie) posted 8-Aug-2003 7:51pm  
Are you talking about my erection again? smiley:::wink
(reply to Maarten) posted 8-Aug-2003 7:54pm  
While holding a bottle of a Dutch bokbier in one hand and dutch chocolate vodka in the other!!!! smiley:::envy
(reply to bill) posted 8-Aug-2003 7:55pm  
You were probably arrested for B&E (breaking and entering)!!!!
(reply to Jemmy) posted 8-Aug-2003 8:00pm  
Did he ever return? Are you close to him still? smiley:::frown
(reply to dora) posted 8-Aug-2003 8:01pm  
Talking to a wench?
(reply to ldw) posted 8-Aug-2003 8:04pm  
Where the blackberries grew up ?

Actually...the same thing happened to me when I was 7! smiley:::smile But santa turned out to be an escaped convict serial murdered who shot my grandparents and dismembered my baby sister. No presents for me THAT year! smiley:::frown
(reply to anoddoblivion) posted 8-Aug-2003 8:06pm  
Then you should move closer.
Was your father addicted to crack-cocaine???
(reply to Amanda) posted 8-Aug-2003 8:09pm  
He wanted to rake to make sure, no doubt, the bodies buried underneath the rose garden were covered! Hehehe
(reply to SueBee) posted 8-Aug-2003 8:10pm  
Now who is dipping into the White Bacardi Rum?
(reply to Ellipsis) posted 8-Aug-2003 8:11pm  
Of course, this was all about six years ago, right?
(reply to juliw) posted 8-Aug-2003 8:12pm  
Stuffing jellybeans into your mouth nonstop, I see!
(reply to anonymous) posted 8-Aug-2003 8:13pm  
smiley:::yawn smiley:::yawn smiley:::yawn smiley:::yawn smiley:::yawn
(reply to Cleo) posted 8-Aug-2003 8:15pm  
And at age 5 you started adding Gin to the Poi Cocktail, huh? Poi, I bet it was good!!
(reply to Glassa) posted 8-Aug-2003 8:16pm  
I was born with a benign tumor in my side called lymphangioma.
You mean, you were born AS a benign tumor.....
(reply to msgman) posted 8-Aug-2003 8:18pm  
Yea, but can you get to 'first base' with a memory...stick to women, saltman!
(reply to ElvisFan67) posted 8-Aug-2003 8:20pm  
There were so many of them, but the one I want to share with my fellow SC members would be the one that got me interested in aviation.

*One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest!! (You Hounddog)
(reply to Richard47) posted 8-Aug-2003 10:12pm  
He came to visit me and my sister all the time. And now he lives with my stepmother and their three children very close by. We all are very close.
(reply to Jemmy) posted 8-Aug-2003 10:16pm  
Does your mother and father (though divorced) get along? Or are they distant with each other? Do they speak well of each other in front of you and your sister?
*Of course, J., you don't have to answer if these questions are too personal....or painful.
(reply to Richard47) posted 8-Aug-2003 10:25pm  
It's not painful, this is the only situation I've ever known, so I have no problem with it, more or less. They're okay. Not exactly friendly, but they get along.
(reply to Jemmy) posted 8-Aug-2003 10:40pm  
As long as they speak about each other to you without acrimony or hatred. The worst thing for a kid to have to tolerate is their parents bad mouthing each other to the kids, especially when you love both parents. It may hurt, and you may want to say something like (to your mom), "You may have a problem with dad, but I don't. Don't speak bad about him in front of me, Ok?"
Strider Survey Central Gold Subscriber
(reply to Richard47) posted 8-Aug-2003 11:20pm  
Yes I am shure about that one.
(reply to harekrishnadasa) posted 8-Aug-2003 11:47pm  
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! **laughs hysterically, falls out of her computer chair & bumps her pointy little head**

No Richard, I graduated to drinking double shots of Chevis (Scotch) with a water back. I was trying to kill myself slowly by punishing my liver.
(reply to Cleo) posted 9-Aug-2003 12:44am  
Ok, now, I'm confused. Do you think I am 'harekr...etc...etc....."??? Is 'his' name Richard, also?
(scratches his head. Whose head? huh? duh! I'm confused!)
(reply to Richard47) posted 9-Aug-2003 1:09am  
Oh my bad! I just forgot to click on your name. **looks of embarassment on her face**

Geeze! Wait till Richard aka Harekrisna gets this reply.....he'll really scrath his head in wonderment. Poor thing! He's confused enough as it is. smiley:::frown

I thought you knew his real name was Richard too??
(reply to Richard47) posted 9-Aug-2003 1:46am  
no, 15 years ago...I'm 18 now. why would you assume 6? That would make me 9 unless of course you where trying make a clever stab at my memory...
(reply to Cleo) posted 9-Aug-2003 1:53am  
Regarding Harekrishnadasa ...How on Earth would I know that when all he does is post obscure web sites and sing that little song? I know he has developmental/ behavioral difficulties, though. I keep hoping his Hare spirit will move him past the unnecessary life imbalances and allow his true 'pulchritudinous' self to emerge.
(reply to Ellipsis) posted 9-Aug-2003 2:03am  
smiley:::wink, You're smokin' weed right now, ain't ya? smiley:::wink
(reply to Richard47) posted 9-Aug-2003 2:13am  
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! I know!!! He's cute in his strange innocent sort of way. I guess it's one of those........."to know him is to love him things"

He's really harmless tho, & if you don't bother him he will just be happy to be a fly on the wall sometimes....Just please don't whip out your fly swatter okay, Richard? smiley:::smile

Play nice! You don't want me to have to write on your SC report card that "Richard doesn't play well with others" do you??
(reply to Richard47) posted 9-Aug-2003 2:27am  
Shhhhh! He's not the one that buried them. I'll NEVER tell who really did, though. smiley:::smile
(reply to Cleo) posted 9-Aug-2003 2:53am  
You can' write' that Cleo, just spell my name right! You never know when these things make HEADLINES! But, I must admit... Hare found the PERFECT religion to go along with his "condition". If he ever wants to escape, either.....he should see me! smiley:::smile
(reply to Amanda) posted 9-Aug-2003 2:57am  
He was on his way home from Candletop
Been two weeks gone and he thought he'd stop
At Williams and have him a drink 'fore he went home to her
Andy Wolloe said Hello
And he said Hi, whats doin, Wo?
Seth, sit down, I got some bad news, its gonna hurt
He said Im your best friend and you know thats right
But your young bride aint home tonight
Since you been gone shes been seein that Amos boy, Seth
Well, he got mad n he saw red and Andy said Boy, dontcha lose your head
cause to tell ya the truth, I been with her myself

Thats the night that the lights went out in Mississippi
Thats the night that they hung an innocent man
Well, dont trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer
cause the judge in the towns got bloodstains on his hands

Well, Andy got scared and left the bar
Walkin on home cause he didnt live far
See, Andy didnt have many friends and hed just lost him one
Brother thought his wife musta left town
So he went home and finally found
The only thing Papa had left him, that was a gun

And he went off to Andys house
Askippin through the backwoods quiet as a mouse
Came upon some tracks too small for Andy to make
He looked through the screen at the back-porch door
And he saw Andy lyin on the floor
In a puddle of blood and he started to shake

Well, the Georgia Patrol was amakin their rounds
So he fired a shot just to flag em down
And a big-bellied sheriff got his gun and said whydya do it?
And the judge said Guilty in a make-believe trial
And slapped the sheriff on the back with a smile
Said suppers waitin at home and I gotta get to it

Thats the night that the lights went out in Mississippi
Thats the night that they hung an innocent man
Well, dont trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer
cause the judge in the towns got bloodstains on his hands

Well, they hung my brother before I could say
The tracks he saw while on his way
To Andys house and back that night were mine
And his cheatin wife had never left town
And thats one body thatll never be found
See, little sister dont miss when she aims her gun

Thats the night that the lights went out in Mississippi, oh-oh-aah
Thats the night that they hung an innocent man, ah-huh-unh
Well, dont trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer

cause the judge in the towns got bloodstains on his hands

*And she likes race care drivers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(reply to Richard47) posted 9-Aug-2003 3:04am  
Didn't I just ask you to play nice, Richard?? Go stand in the corner!! **points you in that direction**
(reply to Cleo) posted 9-Aug-2003 3:09am  
I thought you were going to bed!
(points to the bed)
(reply to Richard47) posted 9-Aug-2003 3:28am  
Do you have to tell ALL my secrets?
(reply to Richard47) posted 9-Aug-2003 3:30am  
Haaaaaa! Yes! I was/am!! You know how THAT is!!

I'm leaving now.....seriously! Amanda Is up right now & playing at SC so I think you guys will keep each other entertained for a while. Funny cause I checked stats & at the time there were at least 4 of us (Kristal, Amanda You & I) on at the same time but it didn't say that in stats! I think Stats lie.... **yawns & trudges off to bed**
(reply to Amanda) posted 9-Aug-2003 3:35am  
Secrets, oh what you kept from me
They make our world go around
But secrets, they only last long enough to break you down

Stuck sitting, you left me there waiting for you
You didn't want to be my girl
I saw you by candlelight waiting for two
Sure wasn't me who was doin' it with you

Oh but there's too much in my mind right now
To say how I feel, to do what I need to do
And how can you leave like this
When a simple kiss is all you gave me
Amanda, secrets you will miss
When I am found in your dogcrap dinner dish
(reply to Richard47) posted 9-Aug-2003 7:19am  
"saltman"? I think you're thinking of someone else.
(reply to msgman) posted 9-Aug-2003 7:42am  
monosodium glutamate (We've already gone over this). Remember, you make certain people very ill when they come in contact with you? Remember now?
(reply to Richard47) posted 9-Aug-2003 9:02am  
you're naughty!!smiley:::raspberry
(reply to justjulie) posted 9-Aug-2003 9:24am  
You bone? love idea
(reply to Richard47) posted 9-Aug-2003 11:49am  
laughing out loud
(shaking my head at you while chuckling)
(reply to Richard47) posted 9-Aug-2003 12:12pm  
MSG gives me a headache. msgman doesn't. smiley:::smile
(reply to Richard47) posted 9-Aug-2003 2:30pm  
Yes, we've been over this before, which makes me wonder why you persist in making the same mistake. That's why I initially thought you'd confused me with someone else, as I didn't think it likely that you'd forgotten the previous time you went up this path.
posted 9-Aug-2003 2:59pm  
posted 9-Aug-2003 3:46pm  
Nearly getting the top part of my right foot cut off by bicycle spokes while riding on the back of one of my step-sister's bike. Thank God I was wear heavy leather sandal oxfords at the time! Since I was still with my biological parents, I must have been under 4 years of age.
(reply to Richard47) posted 9-Aug-2003 4:16pm  
Yes, but that isn't the case at all.
(reply to mandy) posted 9-Aug-2003 4:38pm  
smiley:::frown I'm sorry, Sweetie. (((hug)))
(reply to Cleo) posted 9-Aug-2003 4:43pm  
(reply to Richard47) posted 10-Aug-2003 3:44am  
Wrong again
posted 10-Aug-2003 10:54am  
Its hard to say, but I think I was about 4 I don't remember anything earlier than that.
posted 10-Aug-2003 1:51pm  
I remember climbing out of my crib and going to watch cartoons in the morning before anyone else in the house was awake. I must have been about 3, and my parents decided it was about time for me to have a real bed.
(reply to Richard47) posted 11-Aug-2003 7:40pm  
What are you talking about?
(reply to harekrishnadasa) posted 13-Aug-2003 1:53am  
Same to you!! How have you been?
(reply to Cleo) posted 13-Aug-2003 4:47pm  
I feel good thanks!

Hare Krishna! smiley:::smile
(reply to harekrishnadasa) posted 14-Aug-2003 12:09am  
Me too! Once I had no job now I have two!!

Hare Krishna!!
(reply to Jemmy) posted 14-Aug-2003 11:17am  
I never said it WAS the case. I just told you about the worst complaints that teen-agers I see, have about having to deal with divorced parents. I wasn't pointing you out. smiley:::smile
(reply to Ellipsis) posted 14-Aug-2003 11:21am  
...she says as she fills the bong with water and takes the Sinsemilla out of the baggie near the lighter.
(reply to anoddoblivion) posted 14-Aug-2003 11:24am  
I can't remember very far back. (Then you should move you will remember)
(reply to Cleo) posted 14-Aug-2003 4:47pm  
Krishna's mercy! smiley:::smile
(reply to harekrishnadasa) posted 14-Aug-2003 6:09pm  
Yep! Mercy, mercy mercy! smiley:::smile
(reply to Richard47) posted 14-Aug-2003 11:35pm  
ugh ...has anyone ever told you it can sometimes be very frustrating to talk to you? smiley:::dead face
(reply to Ellipsis) posted 15-Aug-2003 10:47am  
What specifically do I evoke within you that brings up this feeling of frustration? What "don't" you want to look at?
(reply to Cleo) posted 15-Aug-2003 10:48am  
dabprovin replies to harekrishnadasa......... Me too! Once I had no job now I have two!!

*Blow job???
(reply to Cleo) posted 15-Aug-2003 4:09pm  
posted 17-Aug-2003 2:37am  
Getting my dog.
(reply to Richard47) posted 17-Aug-2003 1:40pm  
I know you weren't.
(reply to Matt) posted 17-Aug-2003 3:19pm  
(reply to Richard47) posted 17-Aug-2003 5:19pm  
You're frustrating because you are way to analytical, I think analyzing is fine, but you don't know me. all you've done is nitpick every comment I've made with a reference to the fact that i smoke marijuana. Maybe "frustrating" was the wrong word...'obnoxious' perhaps? Allow me to be a bit analytical: maybe you should quit trying to figure out other's problems and look at yourself for a change.
(reply to Ellipsis) posted 17-Aug-2003 6:32pm  
well put
(reply to Ellipsis) posted 18-Aug-2003 12:31pm  
If you even "notice" all my must mean it is on YOUR mind more than it is on mine. Look E, you smoke every night, your parents are making you take DRUG tests, for God sake. What's all that about? You might as well transfer your opinion of ME onto THEM. I am a reflection of what is going on it your life...right now, and it has NOTHING to do with being analytical. Analytical means I would be wondering and pondering over "why" you are doing it...which I've never really bothered to think very much about. What I AM doing is telling you you "ARE" doing it...and it better stop! Call that what you will. I do not have to know someone personally to see they are running into oncoming traffic and yell for them to "stop".
(Mandy MUST have dragged herself out of bed (with whoever) to peek in on your comment)
(reply to Richard47) posted 18-Aug-2003 3:39pm  
Look, it's not like your comments are keeping me up at night, but this IS a kind of message board and when someone is making comments that concern me it is only natural for me to "notice your nitpicking" and comment back. And my parents aren't making me take drug tests anymore that was last year, and they did it like twice. And you are not a reflection of whats going on in my life by any means. I debate with anyone including my parents about my habits, not that it's a constant topic of conversation with them. And i don't need you to tell me what I'm doing, since you don't know me. I'm well aware of what *I* do. You just focus on richard47 and don't worry or "nitpick" about someone's life that you have no knowledge of. K, thanks.
(reply to Ellipsis) posted 19-Aug-2003 9:53am  
That couldn't have been more of a cry for help than I've ever head E. Your resistance is directly proportional to the amount of support you are reaching for. I am not asking for specifics about your life. You, like Mandy, are much too defensive at this point to recognize an alternative point of view. If I am the nitpicking instigator in your plight...then I have served my purpose well. Others (who you find more trusting, I'm sure) can guide you through the remaining portion of your life dilemma. love smiley:::smile
(reply to Richard47) posted 19-Aug-2003 2:55pm  
you don't know anything about my life other than the fact that i smoke marijuana. Thats it. How can you say I'm reaching for help or having a life dilemma with absolutely no basis? I simply don't understand your reasoning. Do you accuse everyone that replies back to you of having problems in their life, or that they're reaching out for help?
(reply to Richard47) posted 19-Aug-2003 6:26pm  
Richard47 replies to dabprovin:

dabprovin replies to harekrishnadasa......... Me too! Once I had no job now I have two!!

*Blow job???

Richard, didn't I tell you to play nicely?? **pulls your ear**

Go sit in the corner!!!!!! **points you in that direction**

Writes in Richards SC progress report card.........

At times, Richard does not play nicely with others. Needs some improvement in that area.

Other wise, Richard is a highly intelligent child & may grow up with great promise in becoming a dedicated Social Worker or Psychiatrist someday.

PLEASE do not return this note with your child! PLEASE mail it directly to the addressed in the pre stamped envelope.smiley:::smile Thank you. & have a nice day!
(reply to Ellipsis) posted 20-Aug-2003 11:56am  
I base everything on fact (clinical/psychological), intuition
and spiritual guidance. When the three are working is amazing, and I AM amazing. It seldom fails me. So, when I am speaking to you, my own personal "trilogy" is assisting me. Don't fight it! This is being said in your best interest. You've really told very little about yourself other than the "pot", Come out of your love love
(reply to Cleo) posted 20-Aug-2003 12:02pm  
Wild Horses couldn't make me change my style know that!! We all have to live with it, I guess (Oh, start working on the assignment I gave you and get off of SC for a few minutes!!!!!) smiley:::poker face |*****************************************************************
Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted I bought them for you
Graceless lady you know who I am
You know I can't let you slide through my hands
Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
Now you decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or offstage lines
Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away

I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie
I have my freedom but I don't have much time
Faith has been broken, tears must be cried
Let's do some living after we die

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day

Wild horses couldn't drag me away

(reply to Richard47) posted 20-Aug-2003 2:58pm  
...I hope your kidding...I really do. But it's hard to tell at this point
(reply to Ellipsis) posted 21-Aug-2003 9:57am  
Why would I be kidding?
(reply to Richard47) posted 21-Aug-2003 10:55am  
Because your last reply is a tad ridiculous. And self-righteous...
(reply to Ellipsis) posted 21-Aug-2003 11:06am  
How so?
(reply to Richard47) posted 22-Aug-2003 12:02am  
I love that song!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I love the Stones!! & Beatles, Zepplin, Door, Jimi, Doobies, Three Dog Night, all them guys!!!

Sing me another song, Richard........................Painted Lady by Elton John.....
(reply to Richard47) posted 22-Aug-2003 12:04am  
I'm going!!! I'm going...........................
(reply to Cleo) posted 22-Aug-2003 9:45am  
love I'm waiting!!

I'm back on dry land once again
Opportunity awaits me like a rat in the drain
We're all hunting honey with money to burn
Just a short time to show you the tricks that we've learned

If the boys all behave themselves here
Well there's pretty young ladied and beer in the rear
You won't need a gutter to sleep in tonight
Oh the prices I charge here will see you alright

So she lays down beside me again
My sweet painted lady, the one with no name
Many have used her and many still do
There's a place in the world for a woman like you

Oh sweet painted lady
Seems it's always been the same
Getting paid for being laid
Guess that's the name of the game

Forget us we'll have gone very soon
Just forget we ever slept in your rooms
And we'll leave the smell of the sea in your beds
Where love's just a job and nothing is said
(reply to Richard47) posted 26-Aug-2003 5:21pm  
You amaze me, Richard!! How do you know all this music??
(reply to Cleo) posted 26-Aug-2003 5:38pm  
Oak Grave has openings for Child Workers for kids 8-18. This is YOUR job, Cleo.... (Oh, music comes naturally smiley:::smile)
(reply to Richard47) posted 26-Aug-2003 6:10pm  
Your online right now?
(reply to Cleo) posted 26-Aug-2003 6:18pm  
Actually, I'm going right off..we'll talk soon. Sorry smiley:::frown
(reply to Richard47) posted 26-Aug-2003 8:30pm  
posted 27-Aug-2003 9:32am  
Wednesday (8/27) today..I'm scheduled on SC....9am-12noon EST (my time). Your time: 6am-9am.
posted 1-Sep-2003 12:56am  
I remember returning from a trip and walking into my house to find glass on the kitchen floor--a window had been busted. My dad told me not to go in the kitchen because I'd get glass in my feet so I went and put on my rain boots to make sure I could be in on all the excitement. Later on, I found out that one of the neighborhood boys had found his daddy's gun and shot into a pile of dirt. He didn't know then force of the shot would jerk his arm up and the bullet ended up going through our kitchen window instead of into the pile of dirt. Strange what we remember...

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