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So there is a discussion going on at my literature forum about swearing. Of course, like here, there are rules against posting swears, in addition to a software filter that catches the obvious culprits. Some people are completely against it, to the point of not finishing a book that has profanity in it and others are completely the opposite...not that they are pro-swearing but more that "those are just words, and any word could have the potential to be harmful..."

I am sort of on the fence about the issue. Excessive swearing makes me uncomfortable (especially sexually explicit terms) and also, when every other word out of someone's mouth is profanity it leaves me with the impression that they aren't too bright. However, in the right context and used minimally I am fine with it. I swear a little sometimes myself occasionaly...(shocking!) especially in traffic because I really hate to drive.

Just a couple of pictures that I like.

Criminy, I have to post a minimum of ten words in a blog entry. This ought to do it...

Just a quick note:

If you have sent me an email, please don't be offended if I haven't responded to you yet. At the current time I am having a great deal of difficulty doing much of anything at all, so please forgive me if you have asked me for something and I haven't completed it yet.

I will be back and will be more active soon.

A few weeks ago, my father was at the doctor's office and it was found that he had some malignant spots on his face. So, a week ago he had them removed. It wasn't surgery, the malignancies were removed under local anesthetic in the office. One of them was a bit deeper rooted then they expected, but they were able to cut it away.

It is terribly disconcerting because my father is 78. My mother died several years ago of cancer and ours is not a big family. When my father goes, that leaves my sister and myself, and we aren't close. It is a weird feeling to think I'll be on "my own", even though I have been on my own since the age of 19. Death is inevitable, so there isn't anything I can do except learn to cope...and sometimes that is easier said than done.

I was at a flea market a few years ago, and had to purchase this little book. It is really (unintentionally) funny and an interesting look at social roles from 40 years ago. I had to type it in myself, it is so old and quite obscure I couldn't find it online to copy and paste from.

Date Talk: How to talk to a boy...to a girl.
by R. N. Lawrence published 1967
back cover:

Kathy the malcontent. So, are you like me? Do things ever just make you miffed? Does the word "miffed" make you want to hurl? If you want to accentuate the negative (if only for a few minutes) then you picked the right blog for the job. Join me for a spot of tea and a rant session, won't you?

1.) The title of this blog. Ha ha, I am making a silly reference to a well known toy store in the United States. (Toys R' Us)
But let's consider this...R' business. Is it so incredibly hard to spell out the word "are"? Sure, "are" isn't eyecatching and zingy. Who cares? Just spell the freaking word right.

Someone had to go record her voice, even though she perpetually sounds like she has a cold. Here you are, the melodious vocal stylings of yours truly...Files are in wav format, and can be opened or saved to disk.

Hello, hello

Here is me, blabbing about Massachusetts, my home state. {this file is on the large side, but under 1mb)

Dillon says hi, or bark bark for those members wh