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smorgasboard of ass

It may be more about wanting to never stop seeing.

You can solo anything. How dear is your life to you? Do you rationalize everything, or do you balance your rationales (and quell the resultant fear) with an irrational faith. There's great benefit in learning to still your mind long enough to hear what your gut tells you.

I believe it's in error. I saw Humble Pie twice in the early '70's (the first time, immediately following Frampton's exit from the band to a solo career). Definitely not heavy metal. Although, they did introduce me to Newcastle Brown beer.

Near non-existent. The endemic "mayhem" is almost completely non-secular.

Yep. I was thinking of Muffy's definition when writing what you quoted. It may be best, in some instances, not to instigate conflict in an area in which a loved one is their own worst enemy. Plus, you must remember, many of us were accepting unabashedly the real possibility that we, ourselves, would not live to see thirty, so hearing this from my son was only new to me due to it's source.

No doubt. My youngest son, Graham, when he was twenty, told me he was fairly sure (due to a premonition) that he would die when he was twenty-three. He said he didn't know how, but, he was convinced. Neither he, nor I, told his mother of this; like Graham said, "I knew I could talk to you about this, Dad, but Mom...I think it's best not to trouble her just in case I'm wrong." I never forgot about it. It was always there in my mind. Sure enough, in his twenty-third year, he was in an awful car accident when his car spun-out on the black ice surface of a major highway and was hit by an oncoming truck. They both were traveling in excess of 60mph. Graham's now in his twenty-fifth year.

It's a hard thing to accept that our kids, just like us, are born to die; and, that they may go before we do.

Rita sobbed and wept every waking moment for over two weeks until she would fall asleep from exhaustion. Over time, she started to experience longer periods of peace. She said she felt the cruelest part of the ordeal was when, upon waking, the horror of her reality would come crashing upon her anew, crushing her again, and again. In her last months, when she knew death would arrive soon, she spoke of her gladness in knowing she would soon see her three kids missing for fifteen years.

enjoyment in suffering - the hallmark of an alpinist

Perhaps, he's simply unfamiliar with the aromas of flora produced in the unwashed variety.

that was funny. It hurts so goddamned much when beer explodes out of my nasal passages... owwwwwwwwwwwie I love when that happens to me. Though, I hate the blaze of effervescence in nasal passages.

well, at least you can take solace in the knowledge you'll not be mistaken by many for possessing well-considered opinions.

nosegay

It says a lot about the Hillary camp's notions of what is owed them.

There are SO many, but, right now what comes to mind: Larry Carlton - Third World Man by Steely Dan Jimi Hendrix - (so many, but) Voodoo Chile Al DiMeola - (lots of solos when with) Return To Forever John McGlauthlin(sp?) - Mahavishnu Orchestra A bunch of stuff Harrison did with the Beatles (I forget who played it) - Don't take Me Alive by Steely Dan almost any list would be vastly incomplete

I know of at least one couple that survived the loss of their 32-year-old daughter. I know several couples that have survived both difficulties (loss of offspring and infidelity). One of the worst: Dave and Rita were traveling to one of their parents' homes in Evergreen with their three kids, ages 8, 10, and 11. When they arrived, all three children, who had been sleeping in the camper in the back of the truck, were unconscious. A nightmare ensued of all the adults trying to revive the three for 45 minutes until an ambulance could arrive. None of the kids survived. Dave and Rita stayed together for fifteen more years, having two more kids, until Rita succumbed to cancer.

It seems to me that his contemporaries, Led Zeppelin, really cut the mold for heavy metal. It's believed the first use of the term "heavy metal" was in an editorial review by a NY writer describing Hendrix's music,"...like heavy metal falling from the sky...".

It all started with Jimi.

Don't forget Spiro.

I've known of more than one relationship similar to what you describe that didn't last. It seemed that, over time, when it came to the "redefining" part, they couldn't agree.

I'm in that camp

How diplomatic of Steve

I use the same set-up in a 33'x 45' garage.

well, it does have more fiber.