I was listening to the song, Boiler, today.
I think I’ve identified what’s so agonizing about listening to Limp Bizkit, for me at least.
There’s something in there that I love so much and simultaneously there’s something in there that I dislike so much. My brain is constantly pulled in two directions. I feel like the lyrics and vocals ruin some really good sounds and prevent Limp Bizkit from being as good of a listen as they could have been.
Maybe that’s one definition of a “guilty pleasure”? 🙂🎵🎶⏺️
Hello, comrades! 🙂
I updated our calendar recently and that might have generated a lot of e-mail or app notification noise for you. I apologize for that if so.
It appeared that along the way there were created duplicate calendar events. I removed them but I wanted to ensure that everyone knows *we are still having weekly happy hours*! 🙂 And I use “happy hour” loosely. Feel free to drink or not drink, eat or not eat. The point is just to hang out in a friendly environment with people you might not otherwise hang out with but share a lot of your values.
I worked with Hal & Mal’s to come up with dates for our next three movie nights: September 13, October 18, and November 22. Please attend and enjoy some thought-provoking media with your progressive sisters and brothers!
I think that’s it.
Peace, love, and imagination,
One of my precious souvenir gifts to my kids from your Birmingham, Alabama, show made it to my son’s bedroom bulletin board. 😁💜
BTW today I bought a beautiful, used Ibanez SR600. It feels wonderful! Thanks to Les for his bass-buying support. 🙏
Sean, you made a new, huge fan. 🙂 You guys were awesome.
|FYI, about my decision about whether or not to remain in this place|
|Fri, Jul 26, 2019 at 10:05 AM|
|To: Former “spouse” or “partner” (more like “spouse-in-law”)|
Cc: Mother-in-law, Divorce attorney
Know that my hamstrung, unsatisfying, constrained relationship with my children per your whimsical wishes — what you’ve seen fit to put me through and force me to endure for more than half a year so far — have pretty much everything to do with how much or how little I see for me here. And if I choose to leave it will be as much your decision as mine. Don’t absolve yourself of even that responsibility in your pursuit of moralistic and ethical purity and your own personal recovery.
You pretend to value my presence in their lives and show me nothing for it, no evidence, just a pittance, just enough to make you feel like you’re doing something to back up what you pretend to care about. Maybe you should think about this at least a little bit while it still matters.
Since my relationship with my children is the only thing of value worth staying here for, if that were never to materialize in a meaningful (to me) way then a logical person would realize that I will probably leave.
When you have in effect taken my children from me can you honestly pretend in your private fantasy that whatever happens afterward is not your responsibility at least as much as my own?
I have jumped through your hoops, based in fear and paranoia, for this long and I will not continue to do so, merely waiting for you to decide what kind of relationship you will allow me to have with my own children.
Listen to this while the hurricane beats down on you. 🙂🕊️💜🌍
And then jump around. 😏😎
From where might I acquire such a jacket? 🙂 Because me needs one!