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So, I'm all alone in my house for the weekend -- a VERY rare luxury, so rare in fact that I don't remember the last time it happened (or indeed if it ever has!) He Who Must Be Obeyed is in Sydney for a boys' weekend (his mate's birthday) and my parents have taken the kids down to see my sister in Grafton... I'm ostensibly studying and writing assignments for uni, which I am kind of doing, in between eating pretzels, pot noodles and popcorn (something tasty about "p" words I guess). These are washed down with glasses of a lovely chablis -- well, chablis-style wine, so we don't attract the wrath of the Appellation d'Origine Contrôlée, gods forfend!

Anyway, my point of posting is not just to brag about how lovely it is to be surrounded by silence and not have to put any clothes on, it's really to ask you all how you spend your alone time. Do you enjoy it? Do you crave company? Do you get rotten drunk and not remember it?

All of the above?
I'm quite a lot alone lately,my wife[the BOSS] lives on the farm mostly,since the house there was falling apart and the land needs tending to,my daughter and son are alternating between the 2,but end up on the farm a lot,so i can do pretty much what i want,get pissed,not taking good care of myself,listen to really loud rock&roll any time i feel like it,look like a slob,don't shave,etc.a really good time in other words,a bit lonely at times
So you've left your wife to tend to the house that needs work, and you just sit all alone pulling... I mean, occupying yourself?

Like your style, sj. Big Grin
she's a farmer,I'm just an old mountain goatBig Grin
I can't say what I wanted to say to that, or I'd have to move the thread to the Sewer...

but I'm sure you can guess
i was hoping it would end up there so we can be a bit more explicitBig Grin
i'm okay with my own company but i enjoy the interactions of being with someone else.

addy is usually on hand to talk with if i start going stir crazy; which i never do. i do love to cook, can't do any binge drinking according to the doctor but thats okay, (as long as i can get pissed once a year)
i usually find something to occupy myself, my right arm looks like it belongs to the hulk Hysterical
i've always envied ambidextrous people. Sad i used to read a lot but don't seem to enthuse myself for that any more. more often than not i'll be at the pc or the oven.
(03-10-2012, 01:26 PM)billy Wrote: [ -> ]i usually find something to occupy myself, my right arm looks like it belongs to the hulk Hysterical
Jesus billy, you've got to be careful with comments like that... I nearly spit my wine out and if I'd done that, I'd have been inconsolable.

I find you using your Greek-gods-gifted magic free time
to type messages to your imaginary internet friends when
you could be using it to craft masterpieces or pleasure yourself
in other ways to be both PATHETIC and WONDERFULLY FLATTERING
and I am severely tempted to answer you honestly.

My imaginary internet friends are the culmination of many years of masterpiece crafting -- I consider you all to be my magnum opus and indeed expect that you'll all go out and make me many millions of dollars or else I'll just erase the lot of you and start again by creating some kind of L. Ron Hubbard-style cult, but this time with panthers. I like panthers.
(03-10-2012, 01:28 PM)Leanne Wrote: [ -> ]
(03-10-2012, 01:26 PM)billy Wrote: [ -> ]i usually find something to occupy myself, my right arm looks like it belongs to the hulk Hysterical
Jesus billy, you've got to be careful with comments like that... I nearly spit my wine out and if I'd done that, I'd have been inconsolable.
it would be okay if it were white wine..ooh you mean yif you spill it it you can't drink it Big Grin

has there ever been a grape cult?
I'm not sure, but there bloody well ought to be. It's white wine but it's my precious...

In "A History of the World in 10 1/2 Chapters", Julian Barnes writes:

... you won't even admit the true nature of Noah, your first father -- the pious patriarch, the committed conservationist. I gather that one of your Hebrew legends asserts that Noah discovered the principles of intoxication by watching a goat get drunk on fermented grapes. What a brazen attempt to shift responsibility on to the animals; and all, sadly, part of a pattern. The Fall was the serpent's fault, the honest raven was a slacker and a glutton, the goat turned Noah into an alkie.

So it's essentially all the goat's fault. Srijantje did it.
the band "moby grape" is and has a cult which makes at least two

i live with a few panthers and they're great until they start 'marking'
(pissing on everything).


I find the more wine you drink, the more tempting marking becomes...
my place in history found,i croack contentbig hug

That Julian Barnes quote reminded me of this from
'Washed in the blood of the lamb' by Vinnie Paz

...
Was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever touches my hand gonna leave enough blood in the sand
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever fuck with my fam suffering, a motherfucker should scram

Slaughter anything I get my hands on
Inside the Church of Anton with bloody pants on
I was in the land of Israel and heard ram’s horn
I was in the sand with Ishmael and fought the sandstorm
I’m just waiting for the raven to thaw
Cause I don’t argue with Mesopotamian law
I submit my will and faith into the grace of Allah
And the Mayan calendar say it’s erasing us all
The four-fifth you should see this thing, it’s berserk
And y’all are royalty inside a fucking kingdom of dirt
How are y’all original when y’all ain’t think of it first?
I just wish I could put everything I think into verse
But instead I decide to drink in a Russian bar
I’m Rasputin, I’m influencing a Russian Tsar
I’m Dave Lombardo on drums, leave the percussion scarred
I drink the bottle to the bottom, put my trust in God
...


Hey, bartender, thaw me another raven.
(Hermes to be specific.)



Here at the Pig Pen we're more into the law of Babble-on... you know, Hammurabi...
speaking in tongues,it's called
only for the cunning linguists
isn't he also called yenki?
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