The last video I watched shows a young girl between two and three as she hit her little drum and sang what she knew of nursery rhymes. If you don't know her then maybe you think it's awful but if you do know her then you wait until she finishes so you can see that room-lightin'-up kinda smile.
This one won't go online because this stuff is ruled by Strict Family Privacy and I agree with it. If'n you want to see kids do this then it's not so hard to make one and I'm quite sure you already know how to do it. My way is to visit my family and watch their kids. This video is why.
It's more difficult to spin things as life seems to go South and the last few weeks have really sucked. This is not some stoner drama as I haven't had any reefer for a while. If there was any thinking it's the reefer making me stumble and sometimes topple over, nope, that ain't it.
Note: in trolling for amusements, always use codewords. If I said 'my hamster just died' then maybe you think that's a bitch and in a way it is but not for any hamster. It means I ran out of reefer and we used that for years. Always give misinformation when talking in the clear (i.e. on a cellphone which is not scrambled).
It still would not serve anyone to go into detail but don't be surprised by anything. I apologize in advance for conking out on you as I would have liked to have held up a little better but I'm not getting much cooperation from my body on that.
I'm not neglecting anything and will be going back to Radiology on Monday morning so they can look at me guttywuts. Fortunately, this time it will be in Fort Worth and it's not such a flaming bitch to get there. It's still a bitch ... but not the worst one.
A friend said I should go to GoFundMe but that's not for me. Maybe there's some kid who lost his parents when the family home burned or some such and I'm going to drag my sick ass in front of that. There's no point in going on with it as you know it's wrong as well.
I do not expect nor do I want anyone to try to pull off some financial salvation. Problems with medical insurance will not be repaired by destroying someone else. If you want to help people, vote for Sanders. That won't do me much good but I have no doubt he will be there for others. Someone has to fix what is happening and Cat was outraged at how long everything takes with VA but that's precisely because Congress has thumbscrews down on them so they can ... (fill in the blank as you like).
I see the vets out there every time and the answer is always the same: we go there because there is nowhere else and, as I've written before, the parking lot is always packed, even for the big VA hospital in Dallas. What else would you expect to happen when America has been sending kids to get blown to shit for the last fifteen years. Of course it is packed.
But then we loop back to a little girl beating a drum and singing her li'l nursery rhymes. Then comes that smile ... and nothing else matters.
We always have hope in the Rockhouse because we know the sun is shining somewhere. That's not poetry, the sun IS shining somewhere.
This one won't go online because this stuff is ruled by Strict Family Privacy and I agree with it. If'n you want to see kids do this then it's not so hard to make one and I'm quite sure you already know how to do it. My way is to visit my family and watch their kids. This video is why.
It's more difficult to spin things as life seems to go South and the last few weeks have really sucked. This is not some stoner drama as I haven't had any reefer for a while. If there was any thinking it's the reefer making me stumble and sometimes topple over, nope, that ain't it.
Note: in trolling for amusements, always use codewords. If I said 'my hamster just died' then maybe you think that's a bitch and in a way it is but not for any hamster. It means I ran out of reefer and we used that for years. Always give misinformation when talking in the clear (i.e. on a cellphone which is not scrambled).
It still would not serve anyone to go into detail but don't be surprised by anything. I apologize in advance for conking out on you as I would have liked to have held up a little better but I'm not getting much cooperation from my body on that.
I'm not neglecting anything and will be going back to Radiology on Monday morning so they can look at me guttywuts. Fortunately, this time it will be in Fort Worth and it's not such a flaming bitch to get there. It's still a bitch ... but not the worst one.
A friend said I should go to GoFundMe but that's not for me. Maybe there's some kid who lost his parents when the family home burned or some such and I'm going to drag my sick ass in front of that. There's no point in going on with it as you know it's wrong as well.
I do not expect nor do I want anyone to try to pull off some financial salvation. Problems with medical insurance will not be repaired by destroying someone else. If you want to help people, vote for Sanders. That won't do me much good but I have no doubt he will be there for others. Someone has to fix what is happening and Cat was outraged at how long everything takes with VA but that's precisely because Congress has thumbscrews down on them so they can ... (fill in the blank as you like).
I see the vets out there every time and the answer is always the same: we go there because there is nowhere else and, as I've written before, the parking lot is always packed, even for the big VA hospital in Dallas. What else would you expect to happen when America has been sending kids to get blown to shit for the last fifteen years. Of course it is packed.
But then we loop back to a little girl beating a drum and singing her li'l nursery rhymes. Then comes that smile ... and nothing else matters.
We always have hope in the Rockhouse because we know the sun is shining somewhere. That's not poetry, the sun IS shining somewhere.
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