Topic:
The beatles?
Edited by
Teditis
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Thu 02/07/13 12:55 PM
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Yeah yeah yeah...does anyone on here listen/or like them hope im not the only one Huh?!! Some of us here are old as dirt... The Beatles are what we cut our teeth on, from Hamburg to "Sir Paul". Yes... I still listen. (Torgo runs his own Revolution... js.) |
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You are missing my point. There are times its not appropriate to address a person in that manner and I am saying when I am in uniform commanding people. As I said in my last post; you wouldn't address a cop or a court judge that way. Its simply called respect. If you don't know that person; you shouldn't address them in a familiar way. Even my friends would not address me as "Hon" when I am in uniform as they respect me. As I said; there is a time and place where I would let it slide but not when I am in a position of authority. You are missing my point. There are times its not appropriate to address a person in that manner and I am saying when I am in uniform commanding people. As I said in my last post; you wouldn't address a cop or a court judge that way. Its simply called respect. If you don't know that person; you shouldn't address them in a familiar way. Even my friends would not address me as "Hon" when I am in uniform as they respect me. As I said; there is a time and place where I would let it slide but not when I am in a position of authority. Well, I've been known to miss a point or two... and perhaps I have again? I understand that you're proud of what your uniform, the things that you've done to acheive and wear it and all the things behind both the uniform and the personal sacrifices peeps do to get there. I am truely proud of folks like you that make those adjustments in their lives to both achieve and wear admirably wear colors. (In parlance... it takes me about 2 seconds to discern you as a career-men not a "lifer"... understand?) So your point is what... just one more time for a simple fella like me, please? To be clear: -Respect is important to me.. regardless of social status/position. (A personal motto fer me is that there's Respect, Lack of Respect and then DisRespect... the first two I feel that I have an open road to, at anytime, as see fit; situation dictates. The last one is something that I approach cautiously and rarely use. -Yes I would (and have in the past) addressed persons in authority positions; exactly judges and LE peeps (and ranks above my status when serving); as though they weren't deserving. Situations dicatated some of my behavior. And that was generally because they removed themselves (from my perspective) outside of their duties and "uniform"/position. - My point to you was that you posted a pic (your main pic) on a Dating/Social site, In-Uniform!? Why? Surely, you can see that it could be a bit confusing in this particular situation... imo. Do you want to be seen as in command of respect of authority... or just seen as a gal that's socializing, as "you"? See? I thouroughly agree that everyone deserves the respect of common decency and approach. But it's a diverse world too, right? (relativism rears it's ugly head in the real-world of the make-believe world of Internet sites, haha.) We'll get all types here... that should be "a given". You... you're two individuals at the same time... an individual of rank and character... defined by your career. But also, "you", the individual. That's a person we all have yet to discover. But of all the rants that you have to offer... (not saying that you rant all the time... as I enjoy reading many of your posts), this one seems rather "small". A lesser battle. Does that make sense? BTW... thanks for covering my back... I'm sure that Appleseed meant well. Wishing you all my best! |
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Topic:
Rock, Paper, Scissors
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Rock, Paper, Scissors Standing on a nameless rusty bridge, on a cold November morning. Brittany hastily scribbles a suicide note upon a piece of PAPER. Placing a ROCK on top of the note. Climbing silently out onto the ledge of the bridge. Brittany suddenly, screams out a name!!! Plunging a pair of long SCISSORS into her heart. Her body becomes animated, falling backwards. Hitting the frigged river, Brittany drifts like a blood soaked scarecrow in tainted red water. Slowly drifting, turning, thinking... why, why, why.... . Beautiful... simply beautiful. Why? and Why Not? |
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You meet someone who you really connect with intellectually, emotionally, and socially. You have so much in common it’s as if you’ve known each other for years, and can practically read each others minds. However, there are major points where you don’t agree, and as friends, you choose to overlook these differences, while keeping your distance physically. As time goes by your friendship evolves, and your feelings do too. Before you realize it you become enamored with each other, something starts nagging at you both, and you want to get even closer, but still in the back of your mind, you know how different from each other that you really are. Do you risk the connection you already have by taking things to the next level, be it deeper communication, via emails, texts, phone calls, eventually a face to face? Or do you listen to your subconscious that keeps warning you this might end badly, and steady the course you’re already on? Keeping in mind that the chemistry now between you is gaining the upper hand, so if you decide not to take things further, do you think you’ll be able to handle the unchecked intensity, or would it be wiser to break off the relationship at this point, and chalk it up to two ships passing in the night? Wow, that a really loaded question to me... a great one, none-the-less. These days I allow both aspects to continue to take place. Passion, emotion, hope and desire. But I do so many other things in the background too. I think, rationalize, use logic and common-sense too, see? I check them out... watch what they do... see if it matches what they say. Internet peeps fall into a whole "other" catagory... 'cause we can only see just so much. Too many gamers online... social vampires that play games with other peeps for a myriad of reasons. But they live their lives online... playing. (A dime a dozen, really. Some better than others and I get fooled often.) But I guess, in the end... we follow our hearts. (Though that's what some of them bank on). Live and learn. I think that "chemistry" will always be part of my make-up and a thing that I'll give sway to... but I like to try to mingle a bit of reason with it. I'll always give love another try... I'm a romantic fool. Some certain people (or people-types), not so much. |
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Thanks, my friend! |
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Brothers in Arms - DS
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wu4oy1IRTh8 |
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I guess that you win, then.
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Topic:
Crazy
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Brain chemistry.
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Topic:
I miss my best friend...
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Ted it is... follow the trend, haha.
Nice write AR! Well done. |
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This thread has been edited of direct and derogatory references to other sites and named names. Please keep it 'general' as there is not a need to demonize other sites by name. soufie Site Moderator Well done, yay! Demonizing is a bad thing fer sure... very picturesque language. |
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Edited by
Teditis
on
Thu 02/07/13 09:27 AM
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Ahh, that's a rough story... sorry to hear that you had to deal with all.
I met a gal online years ago... we talked as friends for about a year then I agreed to fly up and meet to hang out for a week. She wasn't the person in the pic that she showed (I mean... it was someone else's pic), she wasn't the bubbly charasmatic individual that I had talked to for over a year. She had gone thru 2 surgeries, (breast-reduction and a tummy tuck); just for us meeting. And with bandages on, stitches in and still oozing... still wanted all those passionate nights that we all want. And drank like a entire *edit: SOG unit that had been afield for 6 months. After about day three... I had to tell that I thught it best if we moved on. So she went into the kitchen and stuck a 10" serrated kitchen knife into herself... to this day, I can hear the sound of it ripping into her and through the nylon camisole that she was wearing. I stayed a few extra days dealing with local LE and taking care of her dog and clening the kitchen while she transitioned through ICU and the psyche-ward. When she was "stabilized", I went home home. She called me a year later to apologize and offered me an invite to her wedding. I think things like that can be a "buzz-kill" on internet meeting-sites... but you can't stop living either. Take what you know... your baggage... and keep traveling, but we all should have some baggage when we travel, yes? And just for the record... no, I don't see her as insane. She was dealing with some internal issues that I wasn't aware of... I just missed "other" aspects of her that I wasn't looking for then... now I do. Some think me paranoid for doing so... them, I let go without much conversation. |
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Topic:
I miss my best friend...
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Very nice!
I remembered mine too with this write... the fella that gave me this name Ted-itis. He said, "Ted, you're a strange kid... but you grow on me like a disease, an inflamation... from now on, I'll call you Ted-itis." I miss him all the time. |
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Topic:
Sad Reality
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You've a clear vision... and you express it well!
Very beautiful. Write an offer of hope in all this messiness... How does one move from hopelessness and shame to something better, without revealing their current position? Then pass it forward... one+one+one=many? |
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C'mon, who are you foolin'?
You door is wide open for anyone or anything... fall in love. It's what you really want anyway. With anyone... really doesn't matter. Just follow your heart. |
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While it is usually said that True love conquers and forgives ALL :-) How far are you willing to forgive your partner? INFINITELY or do you have some boundaries they dare never cross? :-) Nope... not under those conditions. I've been crushed 1,001 times. But as long as love lives inside the 2... I'm bettin I've more to be forgiven for, than her. |
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Paolo Nutini - Candy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x3xYXGMRRYk |
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Topic:
men
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they moved to NC...
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Topic:
A Question of Trust
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Suppose your lover of several months leaves and forgets his/her cell phone. Do you go through it, looking at photos and text messages? Nope... I was once that guy. I choose not to be anymore. However... if I think I'd ought to, I'd change the locks instead. Then go make a bologna sammich er, something. |
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she reads dime store philosophers and thinks music is a religion. takes her sermons from the tiny speakers of her over priced hybrid. her favorite thing to say is, que sera sera though she can never let anything just be. i am her guilty pleasure, her go to her, here daddy, take this! he never seems to mind too much as long as she is appropriately dressed and on time on Sundays. (he, the former deacon, the deposed parish counselor is on his second stint at Betty Ford. trying to sober -up for the impending litigation. three have come forward, i’m guessing there will be more, if one is inclined to believe his now estranged wife. and it looks like everyone does, donations are at an all-time high. nothing like a good sex scandal to ruffle the feathers of the flock. but even if truth trumps clever, if clever ever trips you, it’s hard not to fall.) she used to tell her friends “i’m ****ing a poet” i guess she thought it meant something, or maybe i wanted it to; either way, she gives me much to write about. until today, that is, today she knocked, and like with god, i was either too smart or too dumb to answer. kc `13 Spec-F*ing-tacular! Seriously an awesome write! |
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