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Gender: Female
Home country: US
Current location: retired to MidWest
Member since: Mon Feb 18, 2013, 10:15 PM
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About Me

Still an ardent Irish-American Catholic damnYankee Yellow Dog Democrat socialist after all these years. (cue Simon music) Army brat and wife for many years, now have been on the loose far longer than I was married. After my two red chows died, I took in a mini-beagle cross that I named Molly Maguire, thinking she might need a good Irish name like my original real one. Later she got a baby sister, a smooth-coat JRT I named Brigid after the greatest of the ancient Celtic goddesses. My great-grandfather and his son fought for Michael Collins and barely made it out of Ireland one step ahead of John Bull. They slipped over to Wales for new identities and then forward to the States for a fresh start. That makes me second generation of illegal but certainly justified immigrants. There are precious few people to whose defense I fly immediately, but the list includes Hillary Clinton, President Barack Obama even when I disagree with him - it happens! - and living Irish patriots Gerry Adams and Martin \\\'Mind Your Kneecaps\\\' McGuiness. I pray earnestly for a united and free Ireland rescued from all official British occupation, with every square inch of alleged \\\'ancestral lands\\\' now held immorally and illegally by the invaders returned to the rightful owners. Irish-only rule for Ireland. No foreign masters anymore! I find it passing strange when Brits chide ME about \'interfering\' in Irish politics!

Journal Archives

I lovvvve snow! On my way from AZ to here 8 years ago,

I encountered a blizzard. Had to stop the moving van at the nearest cafe; when I walked back to the trailer I used to tow my van, which was also the hotel room, another car pulled up alongside and the couple who got out struck up a conversation. They invited me to join them and I said thanks, save me a seat, but first I have to get my dogs out of the van and let them stretch their legs. As soon as that was done, I'd throw them back in the van.

Well, the poor lady flew into a rage and started to ream me out but good. I told her not to worry, my dogs are chows and they love the snow. They'd sleep in it if I let them.

Well, like an amazing number of people, she had no idea what chows are or what they're like. Her husband did, though, and he tried in vain to calm her down. She'd started calling me every name in the book, along with "I don't care what kind of dogs you have, it's cruel to leave them locked in the van!"

Since there was no way to calm her, I just shut up, slid open the van door, leashed the dogs, and let them out. First thing they did was to start rolling in the snow and gurgling with delight. Since they'd spent the first 8 years of life almost entirely outdoors, they grew marvelous winter coats, the outer layers up to six inches long in places.

The chows' reaction did more to reassure the angry lady than any amount of talking could've done. Best of all, the couple felt so embarrassed that they insisted on paying for my dinner.

My dogs would never take anything either - at least to hear them tell it!

Much funnier than a horse's head, no?

Apparently your Jake has a great sense of humour.

Don't know if I'll ever be able to let my 2 furkids on the bed with me. They seldom pause in their tussling, especially around me. Even trying to pet them turns into a wrestling match. I've convinced Brigid, the larger one, to roll on her back for a tummy rub because that makes it easier for me to pet her stepsister at the same time. Besides, Brigid nearly starved to death before she was rescued and brought to me, so if I let her near my face, she tries to cram her long terrier muzzle down my throat to make me regurgitate food. I wouldn't exactly sleep if she could reach me.


I especially love the Grand Canyon. Visited north and south rims multiple times; wish I could live there, if I could somehow get rid of the tourists.

It would've been theft regardless if they concealed what you left with them.

Daycare centers, however, need to watch out because copyright laws have never allowed them to play recorded media in the course of their business, because they're taking $ from clients. It gets done all the time, of course, but lawsuits have been brought against people who got ratted out by an angry client.

Sorry to hear about that. Stinks.

I have no doubt you were ripped off.

As recently as a few years ago, copyright law allowed non-commercial 'fair use' of an image, meaning a private citizen could make a single copy for his own domestic use. But I don't know if matters have changed lately or not. One thing for sure, it never did permit outright theft of an original as appears happened in your case.

Beautiful! Something in me loves the snow.

And Tobin, it's only because I don't have to drive or work in it. That puts a whole different wrinkle on things. I wish you safe driving. As you must know, the other drivers out there are your worst danger.

But since I'm retired, the selfish part of me can cheer our anticipated 8" of NEW snow tonight.

If you were a hippie,

you could use her as a greenhouse to grow veggies all winter; or herbs of choice. Be sure to give her a psychedelic paint job first, though. That way she'll know you still love her.

That was NOT a funeral, but rather a memorial service. Much of Africa considers such a time to

celebrate the life of the dearly departed, like we do at Irish wakes. Incongruent as it might seem to many Americans, it's most definitely not a time for sad faces. In New Orleans jazz funerals, the band plays a dirge as it leads attendants to the cemetery; the return march, however, is exhuberance unleashed. I'd feel terribly offended if my own wake was anything but a loud, raucous party.

This was a false and manufactured 'controversy'. Same as the flap over Michelle's facial expression of a micro flash. Easy to pose false indictments with today's high speed cameras.

Looks as if they left off my favorite, animism. But maybe that falls under Earth Worship.

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