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Post by Dave Maynar on Jul 18, 2013 9:33:26 GMT -5
Flanz, look away because I am getting sensie for a second, and I don't want you to see.
Some of you may have heard of Talia Castellano who gained notoriety for her makeup tutorials on youtube and her ability to maintain a wonderfully positive outlook on life despite getting diagnosed with two forms of cancer at age 7. She recently passed away after a 6 year battle with neuroblastoma and leukemia. 5 days before she died, she wrote out a bucket list saying she would get to as many as she could but asked her followers to handle the rest. Well, they took her up on it.
Is there an excel function where when one certain word is entered into a field another certain word is automatically filled into a field? I'm sure it exists I've just never used it.
Is there an excel function where when one certain word is entered into a field another certain word is automatically filled into a field? I'm sure it exists I've just never used it.
Flanz, look away because I am getting sensie for a second, and I don't want you to see.
Some of you may have heard of Talia Castellano who gained notoriety for her makeup tutorials on youtube and her ability to maintain a wonderfully positive outlook on life despite getting diagnosed with two forms of cancer at age 7. She recently passed away after a 6 year battle with neuroblastoma and leukemia. 5 days before she died, she wrote out a bucket list saying she would get to as many as she could but asked her followers to handle the rest. Well, they took her up on it.
Her passing makes me so very sad. I just heard about her last week I think? What a beautiful person. But her life and this bucket list of her's has me seriously examining some of my bad attitudes and negativity from time to time. I think I will start taking a picture of summer every day cause dammit, Talia, you're right. It all goes by so fast. We should be so grateful for the little joys in life.
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
Is there an excel function where when one certain word is entered into a field another certain word is automatically filled into a field? I'm sure it exists I've just never used it.
All the parenting articles I read say that parents should involve their children in moves from the beginning, but obviously do not take into account that some military moves are set way in advance. The problem I have is an 11 year old hipster/emo hybrid and a 9 year old with ADHD that would both drive me nuts with their respective personalities for the next year if we told them we are moving. Sobbing about lost friends, calls to Grammie asking to move down there with her and extensive questions about moose will all be had. When do you think this news would be best to give under these circumstances?
Good detective work, crazykittensmile! shmohawk, I kinda fell in love with that gif too, but couldn't figure out who it was(my talent pales in comparison to cks!).. Now that I am looking at her other gifs (and with darker hair)... I now recognize her as Laurel in Arrow. I've been in love with her all year! <3 <# Ahhhhh
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
This is a beautiful letter from Fiona Apple explaining to her fans why she must postpone a concert date. I am impressed at the way she was instantly able to make the decision to choose love over her career. Indeed, the world needs more of this. Enjoy the story...
It's 6pm on Friday, and I'm writing to a few thousand friends I have not met yet. I'm writing to ask them to change our plans and meet a little while later.
Here's the thing.
I have a dog, Janet, and she's been ill for about 2 years now, as a tumor has been idling in her chest, growing ever so slowly. She's almost 14 years old now. I got her when she was 4 months old. I was 21 then — an adult, officially — and she was my kid.
She is a pitbull, and was found in Echo Park, with a rope around her neck, and bites all over her ears and face.
She was the one the dogfighters use to puff up the confidence of the contenders.
She's almost 14 and I've never seen her start a fight, or bite, or even growl, so I can understand why they chose her for that awful role. She's a pacifist.
Janet has been the most consistent relationship of my adult life, and that is just a fact. We've lived in numerous houses, and joined a few makeshift families, but it's always really been just the two of us.
She slept in bed with me, her head on the pillow, and she accepted my hysterical, tearful face into her chest, with her paws around me, every time I was heartbroken, or spirit-broken, or just lost, and as years went by, she let me take the role of her child, as I fell asleep, with her chin resting above my head.
She was under the piano when I wrote songs, barked any time I tried to record anything, and she was in the studio with me, all the time we recorded the last album.
The last time I came back from tour, she was spry as ever, and she's used to me being gone for a few weeks, every 6 or 7 years.
She has Addison's Disease, which makes it more dangerous for her to travel, since she needs regular injections of Cortisol, because she reacts to stress and excitement without the physiological tools which keep most of us from literally panicking to death.
Despite all this, she's effortlessly joyful & playful, and only stopped acting like a puppy about 3 years ago. She is my best friend, and my mother, and my daughter, my benefactor, and she's the one who taught me what love is.
I can't come to South America. Not now. When I got back from the last leg of the US tour, there was a big, big difference.
She doesn't even want to go for walks anymore.
I know that she's not sad about aging or dying. Animals have a survival instinct, but a sense of mortality and vanity, they do not. That's why they are so much more present than people.
But I know she is coming close to the time where she will stop being a dog, and start instead to be part of everything. She'll be in the wind, and in the soil, and the snow, and in me, wherever I go.
I just can't leave her now, please understand. If I go away again, I'm afraid she'll die and I won't have the honor of singing her to sleep, of escorting her out.
Sometimes it takes me 20 minutes just to decide what socks to wear to bed.
But this decision is instant.
These are the choices we make, which define us. I will not be the woman who puts her career ahead of love & friendship.
I am the woman who stays home, baking Tilapia for my dearest, oldest friend. And helps her be comfortable & comforted & safe & important.
Many of us these days, we dread the death of a loved one. It is the ugly truth of Life that keeps us feeling terrified & alone. I wish we could also appreciate the time that lies right beside the end of time. I know that I will feel the most overwhelming knowledge of her, and of her life and of my love for her, in the last moments.
I need to do my damnedest, to be there for that.
Because it will be the most beautiful, the most intense, the most enriching experience of life I've ever known.
When she dies.
So I am staying home, and I am listening to her snore and wheeze, and I am revelling in the swampiest, most awful breath that ever emanated from an angel. And I'm asking for your blessing.
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
All the parenting articles I read say that parents should involve their children in moves from the beginning, but obviously do not take into account that some military moves are set way in advance. The problem I have is an 11 year old hipster/emo hybrid and a 9 year old with ADHD that would both drive me nuts with their respective personalities for the next year if we told them we are moving. Sobbing about lost friends, calls to Grammie asking to move down there with her and extensive questions about moose will all be had. When do you think this news would be best to give under these circumstances?
I think I might drop the "we may be moving next year" sentence and then not say anything until a month or 6 weeks before. Mine are 8 and 12 and would drive me insane. Live life as usual for as long as you can.
Post by itrainmonkeys on Jul 18, 2013 12:37:58 GMT -5
Weird that they are bringing that up now, even though it's from November 2012. I remember reading that when it happened. As a dog lover I can definitely sympathize with her. Losing a pet can be terrible.
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
Good detective work, crazykittensmile! shmohawk, I kinda fell in love with that gif too, but couldn't figure out who it was(my talent pales in comparison to cks!).. Now that I am looking at her other gifs (and with darker hair)... I now recognize her as Laurel in Arrow. I've been in love with her all year! <3 <# Ahhhhh
The real credit is due to the numerous episodes of Catfish I've watched. Right, A$AP Rosko?
Good detective work, crazykittensmile! shmohawk, I kinda fell in love with that gif too, but couldn't figure out who it was(my talent pales in comparison to cks!).. Now that I am looking at her other gifs (and with darker hair)... I now recognize her as Laurel in Arrow. I've been in love with her all year! <3 <# Ahhhhh
The real credit is due to the numerous episodes of Catfish I've watched. Right, A$AP Rosko?
We'll just drop that image into a google search aaaand...there it is! Totally different name!
I remember when I went to college in upstate NY and my friends would come visit me they were amazed that they could stop off in Denny's in Pennsylvania (I think PA) and smoke at the tables while waiting for their food. Like, we all knew that it used to exist like that everywhere but NY got strict with that stuff. Every time they'd come and visit they'd go and eat there just to have that freedom lol