razorshimmy

I like that your name has played a large enough part of your personality that you identify as a "palndromer."

This makes me giggle.

Thank you for that... Its pretty sad

Sweet day! So, that's the secret sleep till 7pm! I've got to give that a try!

Stephen Speilberg wishes he was cool enough to hang with Gigantoraptor.

Also, that's pretty sweet with the luckiness!

Throughout my life I've been alarmed at how easily people simply "put off" things like keeping in touch. Now granted this is certainly a two-way street. And it makes little sense to cast blame entirely on the other individual in these situations. One might suggest that at least half of the responsibility is mine. And thus thinking back to friendships that I once considered my best... who I've now not talked to in years... its a bit sad. Especially so because of that odd feeling that the MORE time goes by, the more awkward re-establishment becomes. Sort of a self-perpetuating cop-out.

Like others here on this website, I have "friends" here that my only contact with is via the internet. And while it might be disappointing, I suppose I am never genuinely alarmed at not hearing from any of them for a certain amount of time. There are a handful of folks here who I've traded telephone numbers and addresses with, however. Including one SG (who I'd never really feel comfortable enough to call anyhow based on her situation. I consider the number swap more of a politeness). And another SG, Kiora, I'll send a couple of postcards to once I figure out how much the postage is to Sweden. Still... if I am at a point where I'd feel real concern from not hearing from someone for a period of time, I think I'd want to establish a method of communication beyond email or IMs.

Being in debt sucks. It took me a long time to crawl out of the hole I dug for myself in my early 20s. Hey but just think... you're broke in paradise.

I'm actually doing much better. thank you

Something like Nevr Dull?

We also used a product called "Brasso" when I was in the Marine Corps. That came in liquid form and you'd apply it with a rag. Then buff it out.

I almost forgot these two products because once I was out of boot camp, we pretty much all purchased anodized metal anyhow so polishing wasn't much of an issue.

I happen to have some Nevr Dull in my truck so I'll give that a try on the sword next time I go home.

One of the things I've blogged about more than once was the propensity of many folks to collect "friends". You see this on Myspace much worse than here, which is perhaps the biggest reason why I will never belong to that social whoring site. SG is a mixed bag in this regard however. Some folks have hundreds or thousands of so-called friends. To some degree, I understand why SOME OF the Suicide Girls themselves approve anyone who asks. It's that degree of minor celebrity that is hard to deny. And after all, they're here to be seen and adored by the rest of us anyhow. So add a strong degree of narcissism and that formula makes sense.

But I have a hard time understanding why many other people collect so many friends. Do you really know who these hundreds of folks are, read their blogs, are interested in their lives, and carry on genuine two-way conversations with them? Put it this way... I doubt it.

And even if I was charming enough and interesting enough to cause that kind of frenzy over myself, I certainly don't have time enough. Nor do I give a shit. So what I try to do is actually keep up with those SG friends I do have. Read their blogs, and if I find any thoughts in my head... to share them. This hasn't been entirely perfect because over the years I've encountered some people that creeped me out a bit, or over time I decided were thoroughly uninteresting. Then I feel guilty about those feelings in my head about wanting to cancel the friendship status. But whatever, I guess I shouldn't even care about that.

Heck, even the couple of SGs I've befriended I actually carry on genuine conversations with. I traded postcards with Eli and truly miss her poetic ramblings now that she's left. I had the opportunity to meet and talk to Sophie once as I passed through Kansas City. So even when it comes to the girls, I generally like to request friendship only if I have what I feel is a genuine basis for that. Not just oogling over boobies, yaknow?

The point is, I appreciate the contact rather than a blind invite. Because I generally just decline those outright.

So what do you do out there in La La Land?

And I'm inclined to drink red wine with anything. Fish, chicken, whatever. Give me a nice shiraz or merlot any day. But save room for Guinness.

I grabbed THIS in size Medium and British Khaki color. We'll see how it is. It'll arrive in a few days but I'll be back on the road until a couple of days before my Florida vacation. So if I don't like it, I'll have to get something locally or do without until I can make an exchange.

Black was also a viable option, but I have a desert camo boonie hat... and I'm being coordinated.