Hmmmm! Well Chuco, answer her...what could be worse, probably nupin! Lol! C'mon who loves you baby! Shelley Dawn does!!... My brother-n-law who bugged the heck out of me! You are missed just as Jr.Junior is...She is waiting for your reply..Anywho, me myself has been doing well, keeping my head above water, only have Josh at home now...I thought you would be able to respond sooner, guess not..keep forgetting, your not in the Hilton! keep up your blogging..I guess you found something constructive to do for yourself, your peers, and the outside world. It's always to late for someone to see whats going on right in front of us; when we all were in the state of mind we were in! Now we all have to pay the piper! But there is an easier way to go through hardships, I found myself was to turn to the BIG GUY upstairs... Couldn't do it by myself..I am on happier ground now! Cha Ha ha! Miss your yell..PsssT..answer your X! Blog Later..Lol..is this what is called Blogging?
That,s funny. I just noticed that your post was posted twice too!! How strange is that? It comes up once as the regular blog posting then right under it it comes up again labeled as Transcription.
Oops! I posted twice...silly me. I thought the first one didn't post. Oh well. Do each of the posted responses come to you in separate envelopes or all together? Guess you just might get more mail this way..he, he.
Great post ,Greg! I rely enjoyed this one. You were quiet the daredevil weren't you? There has got to be a second half to your mud story. Did you get your truck out? Blessings to you, my brother. I hope to get a letter off to you soon.
What a great post,Greg! You were quiet a daredevil weren't you? He,he...How did you get your truck out? There has got to be a second half to that story. Blessings to you, dear brother. I will try to get a letter off to you soon.
Yes I want to say something.This is Leslie the mother of your children.Reading your blog is the FIRST time Ive EVER heard you except responsibility for the way our kids turned out.Im just tripping you can run supposed "groups"in there but cant find the time to write or answer your sons letters and questions???Lets call it what it is.BULL***T my son has been trying to get a hold of you since Nov 2011.Whats up??You talk the talk but dont walk the walk.You know what Im talking about too Librado.So before you blog again about how you want to help the youth try helping your own kid who has been asking for it months now..Ill be waitnig for your reply...Leslie G..
Creative Bathing Techniques: A Solution to Dry Wells and Heavy Sweating by Spryte
It has come to my attention that the inmates of your current facility are suffering an interruption in your daily routine...not to mention body odor and dental plaque...due to a shortage of water. As you have wisely pointed out in your blog, this is not the fault of the management...although ecologically speaking Al Gore would be more than happy to point out that the polar ice caps (or lack thereof) may contain the true answer to the problem.
However, all of that aside...having complete sympathy for the lack of current research tools at your disposal, (such as google and wikipedia), I have endeavored to scour the web for suggestions that might prove helpful in your current situation. You can thank me later...
1. Moist Towlettes - Seriously. Management should hit up the local establishments such as Kentucky Fried Chicken or Red Lobster for donations. Some even carry a fresh lemony scent (the towelettes...not the restaurants) and would without a doubt endear you to your olfactorily assaulted cellmates. Along the same line, baby wipes and alcohol based gel cleaners such as Purell would work if you are allowed such things.
2. Stop Sweating - Find a comfortable place to plant your ass and then don't move for a while. If you simply must exert yourself physically or go insane, then make a paper fan. I would enclose instructions but that would involve a complicated pdf file that I'm not really feeling up to at the moment (translation: I'm in stop sweating mode as we speak). Divide the fanning motion equally between both arms...10 sets of 25 reps should work.
3. Spit Hoarding - Saliva contains enzymes capable of breaking down sweat and grime if applied in sufficient quantities. My cats do it all the time and have told me to tell you that although you are lacking the rough tongue, the same cleanliness may be achieved with a simple wash cloth. I do not recommend attempting personal tongue baths as you might not be able to reach all the spots necessary. Although my cats have no issue with group cleaning, I must caution you against making any such requests of your fellow inmates. I will leave that suggestion to your discretion.
my comments are retrospective for you, since I started reading your most recent post. This reply is for the Mom-a-thon. How do you get my replies? Is it just a stand alone letter or can you see the frame of reference? Or, are you a child who walks into the middle of a movie and wants to know...Donny, you're out of your element!
So was your mom there for like a few days or were you offsite for a bit? I saw 22 hours and wasn't sure. For some reason I thought of the conjugal trailer in Arrested Development...ha
Carter has seizures a few times a month now, so he stays home. It's ok usually unless he whacks his head on the way down. His face is starting to look like a battlefield. More to come, my friend.
Remember, if it doesn't say Donn Ho, it just ain't right
Wow, I've missed chatting with you on the blog. Got really busy lately with my job. I was working with a small company of about 9 people but didn't know finances were struggling a bit and they almost laid us all off twice--most recently at Christmastime. So, I didn't know any of that, but my direct boss (one of the 3 partners) asked me if I was coming to volleyball one night in January. I was like, Ah, maybe. He said, No, you really need to come tonight. I'm like, Oh man, here it comes.
He basically did a Jerry McGuire and asked me to come with him. So I guess, yeah, that would make me the Renee Zellweger...shudder. Anyway, it was go with him or lose my job in a few, so my decision was easy. Actually, it's been a blessing though. We work from our homes, have no overhead, and took a third of the business/clients with us. We're sitting pretty, but the old mothership is struggling. Turns out the other two partners asked my boss to leave. Anyway, there are more details, but needless to say, I've been a bit slammed lately.
Funny, I have some crazy stories to tell you when you get out. Stuff too long to type but so thspicy and thsaucy...haha.
I'll be more diligent backreading your previous posts and comment on them all. You still got some steam left in the engine? Stay Zen brotha. Love the cartoon. Nothing's on, so let's watch that.
I'd like to get you a book I've been reading: "the mindfulness solution" by Ronald Siegel. It's very practical. Builds on Kabat-Zinn's stuff. More to come laddy-
Life is good, Mon. Life is good. Been listening to Danish music lately. Back to my Pedersen roots. Nik & Jay is a duo that reminds me of me and you. Just their style, build, attitude, etc. Hip clip by them is: Mod Solnedgangen, Danish for Into the Sunset. There will be times again Mon. Love ya brotha-
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by Spryte
It has come to my attention that the inmates of your current facility are suffering an interruption in your daily routine...not to mention body odor and dental plaque...due to a shortage of water. As you have wisely pointed out in your blog, this is not the fault of the management...although ecologically speaking Al Gore would be more than happy to point out that the polar ice caps (or lack thereof) may contain the true answer to the problem.
However, all of that aside...having complete sympathy for the lack of current research tools at your disposal, (such as google and wikipedia), I have endeavored to scour the web for suggestions that might prove helpful in your current situation. You can thank me later...
1. Moist Towlettes - Seriously. Management should hit up the local establishments such as Kentucky Fried Chicken or Red Lobster for donations. Some even carry a fresh lemony scent (the towelettes...not the restaurants) and would without a doubt endear you to your olfactorily assaulted cellmates. Along the same line, baby wipes and alcohol based gel cleaners such as Purell would work if you are allowed such things.
2. Stop Sweating - Find a comfortable place to plant your ass and then don't move for a while. If you simply must exert yourself physically or go insane, then make a paper fan. I would enclose instructions but that would involve a complicated pdf file that I'm not really feeling up to at the moment (translation: I'm in stop sweating mode as we speak). Divide the fanning motion equally between both arms...10 sets of 25 reps should work.
3. Spit Hoarding - Saliva contains enzymes capable of breaking down sweat and grime if applied in sufficient quantities. My cats do it all the time and have told me to tell you that although you are lacking the rough tongue, the same cleanliness may be achieved with a simple wash cloth. I do not recommend attempting personal tongue baths as you might not be able to reach all the spots necessary. Although my cats have no issue with group cleaning, I must caution you against making any such requests of your fellow inmates. I will leave that suggestion to your discretion.
Good luck and Keep Clean!
Spryte
So was your mom there for like a few days or were you offsite for a bit? I saw 22 hours and wasn't sure. For some reason I thought of the conjugal trailer in Arrested Development...ha
Carter has seizures a few times a month now, so he stays home. It's ok usually unless he whacks his head on the way down. His face is starting to look like a battlefield. More to come, my friend.
Remember, if it doesn't say Donn Ho, it just ain't right
Captain Ron
Wow, I've missed chatting with you on the blog. Got really busy lately with my job. I was working with a small company of about 9 people but didn't know finances were struggling a bit and they almost laid us all off twice--most recently at Christmastime. So, I didn't know any of that, but my direct boss (one of the 3 partners) asked me if I was coming to volleyball one night in January. I was like, Ah, maybe. He said, No, you really need to come tonight. I'm like, Oh man, here it comes.
He basically did a Jerry McGuire and asked me to come with him. So I guess, yeah, that would make me the Renee Zellweger...shudder. Anyway, it was go with him or lose my job in a few, so my decision was easy. Actually, it's been a blessing though. We work from our homes, have no overhead, and took a third of the business/clients with us. We're sitting pretty, but the old mothership is struggling. Turns out the other two partners asked my boss to leave. Anyway, there are more details, but needless to say, I've been a bit slammed lately.
Funny, I have some crazy stories to tell you when you get out. Stuff too long to type but so thspicy and thsaucy...haha.
I'll be more diligent backreading your previous posts and comment on them all. You still got some steam left in the engine? Stay Zen brotha. Love the cartoon. Nothing's on, so let's watch that.
I'd like to get you a book I've been reading: "the mindfulness solution" by Ronald Siegel. It's very practical. Builds on Kabat-Zinn's stuff. More to come laddy-
Life is good, Mon. Life is good.
Been listening to Danish music lately. Back to my Pedersen roots. Nik & Jay is a duo that reminds me of me and you. Just their style, build, attitude, etc. Hip clip by them is: Mod Solnedgangen, Danish for Into the Sunset. There will be times again Mon. Love ya brotha-
Captain Ron