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My PC Purgatory

Dear Friends; As you all know, my PC (Psycho Computer) decided to take a holiday and wig out on me. While I do not take it personally, it did put a crimp in my ability to send out my daily quotations and humor. With that said, I have good news and bad news. The good news is that I my PC back, and they were able to restore my Outlook files. The BAD news is that I cannot do anything but look at the files. I cannot send or receive emails, or update the calendar, or even delete files!!! It is like being in a one sided relationship (hum, why does this sound familiar?). Anyway, I am taking my PC to Mr. Notebook. They say they can fix it! While I did get a new PC, my Outlook files are really important to me, and they contain all my quotation info. So, just wanted to say I love you, and thank you for your patience. This saga continues....Jeffrey

On A Ledge

I wrote this poem for a friend some time ago, and just wanted to post it here to tell everyone that we have ALL faced a time in our life when someone has hurt us terribly and we found ourselves "out on this ledge!" The great thing about it is that we all stepped away. Yes, it still may hurt, and the feelings and scars may never go away, but the choice is ours. Happily, I will never feel this way again, as it reflects a selfish kind of love. Sorry if it is a little dark. I sit on this ledge I look all around I move to the edge I stare at the ground Alone with myself I sit and I wait Alone on this shelf To balance my fate The birds up above They fly on the wing They soar like a dove Together they sing You once felt so strong A love that was true But now it’s all gone So what should I do Except questioning why I am up here at all These feelings won’t die And now I will fall To a fate that I choose To destiny’s end Nothing to loose And I can’t pretend That It doesn’t feel ...

Poetry: Men V. Women

As many of you know, due to some recent circumstances I have begun to again write poetry. While the jury is still out on my ability, I thought today’spost would look at the differences between men and women in describing what they want in a partner. These are not only beautiful but insightful as well. Please excuse the fact that I have forsaken humor for contrast and I hope you at least enjoy thinking about these two poems. WOMAN'S POEM: Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray for a man who's not a creep, One who's handsome, smart and strong. One who loves to listen long, One who thinks before he speaks, One who'll call, not wait for weeks. I pray he's rich and self-employed, And when I spend, won't be annoyed. Pull out my chair and hold my hand. Massage my feet and help me stand. Oh send a king to make me queen. A man who loves to cook and clean. I pray this man will love no other. And relish visits with my mother. MAN'S POEM: I pray for a ...

Blues' Rules

OK, SXSW ( www.sxsw.com ) is happening and below is a great list of what is and is not considered “Blues.” As an FYI, I have been participating in an entrepreneurial event called RISE Austin (www.riseaustin.com), and I have to say it gives me pause and great hope for this country and world to see so many enthusiastic, brilliant people pursuing their dreams. Hell, isn’t that what life is all about anyway? OK, this post also lets you “design” your own blues name. For the next two weeks mine is “Crippled Key-Lime Jackson.” You will understand when you get to it. Have a super day, turn on some music, and just be grateful that at least one person in the world loves you. I am!! Love ya, Crippled Key-Lime Jackson. 1. Most Blues begin, "Woke up this morning..." 2. "I got a good woman" is a bad way to begin the Blues, unless you stick something nasty in the next line like, "I got a good woman, with the meanest face in town." 3. The Blues is simple. After you get...

Lupercalia and St. Valentine's Day

OK, I just could not resist this: Romance, sex, orgies, wolves, and martyrdom all under one legend. Oh my, what a day we have!!! We might celebrate romance and sweethearts on this day, but boy, the Romans really knew how to party. While history is fun, it is also interesting to know how some things never change (like falling in love and celebrating it!). Happy St. Valentine’s and Lupercalia. May you celebrate it at your heart’s content with someone who has stolen or whom you have given your heart away!  Lupercalia is uniquely Roman. It harkens back to the days when Rome was nothing more than a few shepherds living on a hill known as Palantine and was surrounded by wilderness teeming with wolves. The name comes from lupus, or the latin form of wolf, that celebrates the founding of Rome by Romulus and Remus (as they were suckled by a she-wolf).  Another thought is that Lupercus, protector of flocks against wolves, is a likely candidate for the name. In any case, there is no que...