(08-03-2012, 12:13 AM)Riotgear Wrote: Ah yes. The dream of home ownership. The true measure of all things.

Wait, I don't own my home? Are you sure?

I hated owning my home, I sold it to my ex for a dollar in the divorce and considered myself lucky to be quit of both.

This is an awful lot of joking with regard to God's particle. I'm beginning to see you people in a slightly irreverent light.

(08-03-2012, 12:23 AM)Donovan Wrote:

(08-03-2012, 12:13 AM)Riotgear Wrote: Ah yes. The dream of home ownership. The true measure of all things.

Wait, I don't own my home? Are you sure?

I hated owning my home, I sold it to my ex for a dollar in the divorce and considered myself lucky to be quit of both.

Something else we can learn from the Swiss. They pretty much don't give a shit about home ownership. Mine's a fucking anchor.

(08-03-2012, 12:26 AM)Riotgear Wrote: Something else we can learn from the Swiss. They pretty much don't give a shit about home ownership. Mine's a fucking anchor.

Also, cheese with holes is good.

P.s. mine feels like an anchor too; albatross even...

Upside down yet? I'm close.

(08-03-2012, 01:08 AM)Riotgear Wrote: Upside down yet? I'm close.

Funny you picked up on that. I hardly ever get to be, but I am tonight.

I'm no Nietzche, no suree. But, I had what might be almost a deep thought tonight (maybe). Had dinner with my best friend. Also realized - after he wined, dined and got me very stoned - that he's my worst enemy (only because he pushes me and pierces my lovely little cloud of lethargy).

I'm thinking maybe that's the way it's supposed to be; the ones who love you the most are willing to say the things you want to hear the least, risky or not. He was right (and strategic in his process). Bastard.

I meant on your home.

(08-03-2012, 01:21 AM)Riotgear Wrote: I meant on your home.

Well, no. On that, I'm break-even.

Jesus Christ, I'm a light-weight.

I've never made a sandwich for a man.

Have you ever been in a sammich? Do you wish too? I will let you wash up after.

(08-03-2012, 05:52 AM)ESAD Wrote: Have you ever been in a sammich? Do you wish too?

Hmmm. I don't think that was called a sammich.

No, I'm only into one on one sex these days.

(08-03-2012, 06:03 AM)Duchess Wrote:

(08-03-2012, 05:52 AM)ESAD Wrote: Have you ever been in a sammich? Do you wish too?

Hmmm. I don't think that was called a sammich.

No, I'm only into one on one sex these days.

I can just do you up against a wall?

(08-02-2012, 11:01 PM)Riotgear Wrote: I hate my mother.

Heh. That's one of my favorite aphorisms of his.

(08-03-2012, 12:04 AM)ZEROSPHERES Wrote:

(08-02-2012, 10:37 PM)OnBendedKnee Wrote:

I love that Sentiment

As do I.

(08-03-2012, 01:18 AM)HairOfTheDog Wrote: I'm thinking maybe that's the way it's supposed to be; the ones who love you the most are willing to say the things you want to hear the least, risky or not. He was right (and strategic in his process). Bastard.

I don't know 'bout that. The older I get, the more I start believing that the ones who love you most are those not trying to change you (which, usually, is at the base of telling you the things you don't wanna hear), not even for what they perceive as 'better'. Jury's still out on that.

(08-03-2012, 05:33 AM)Duchess Wrote:

I've never made a sandwich for a man.

I did it once, but after having tasted it, he assured me that, even if I decided to never do it again, he would still serve me tea in bed, so there's no point putting the two of us through that again.

Oh, btw -
FROM THE FUTURE OF MARRIAGE. Those noble, free-minded women who set themselves the task of educating and elevating the female sex should not overlook one factor: marriage, conceived of in its higher interpretation, the spiritual friendship of two people of opposite sexes, that is, marriage as hoped for by the future, entered into for the purpose of begetting and raising a new generation. Such a marriage, which uses sensuality as if it were only a rare, occasional means for a higher end, probably requires and must be provided with a natural aid: concubinage. For if, for reasons of the man's health, his wife is also to serve for the sole satisfaction of his sexual need, a false point of view, counter to the goals we have indicated, will be decisive in choosing a wife. Posterity becomes a coincidental objective; its successful education, highly improbable. A good wife, who should be friend, helpmate, child-bearer, mother, head of the family, manager, indeed, who perhaps has to run her own business or office separate from her husband, cannot be a concubine at the same time: it would usually be asking too much of her. Thus, the opposite of what happened in Pericles' times in Athens could occur in the future: men, whose wives were not much more than concubines then, turned to Aspasias as well, because they desired the delights of a mentally and emotionally liberating sociability, which only the grace and spiritual flexibility of women can provide. All human institutions, like marriage, permit only a moderate degree of practical idealization, failing which, crude measures immediately become necessary.