tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post3597286512672446590..comments2023-10-07T07:26:20.469-07:00Comments on Flux Capacitor: In OlympiaMaggie Mayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14699674732274478502noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-91567896319074176352011-05-13T12:11:26.946-07:002011-05-13T12:11:26.946-07:00And I love you for all that.And I love you for all that.Mwahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00954216492730746581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-75412279965197258632011-05-11T12:39:43.267-07:002011-05-11T12:39:43.267-07:00i really relate to this. i feel like we all have t...i really relate to this. i feel like we all have these kind of inside lives don't we? sometimes i feel so safe in the blogger world cuz i find people like me, where out in the world i feel so alone. like i have to hide that i do the smallest thing different and 'get treated like a wackass' :-)<br />fave line.Darcyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02506501649953006361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-46398414587046799302011-05-11T08:49:20.764-07:002011-05-11T08:49:20.764-07:00I have this half-articulated dream that everyone I...I have this half-articulated dream that everyone I know or admire from afar will come and live on my street. We can borrow cups of agave or trade bizarre observations of the world or holler at each other affectionately over our fences. Would you come?mosey (kim)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14990626697257089908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-38087072541941980862011-05-08T04:31:25.092-07:002011-05-08T04:31:25.092-07:00COME TO BRATTLEBORO VT! Where almost everyone is d...COME TO BRATTLEBORO VT! Where almost everyone is different and the different is normal and everyone stops for bunnies and there is an usher the salamanders across the road day. 85 % are artists and therapists. Breastfeeding forever is routine and organic, slow, local food is revered like a God.Lawns are brown to conserve water.<br />But really- I know what you mean. Even in Brattleboro I do not feel like one of them - I am always other (but incognito) and I go thru times of pride and I go thru times of grief about it. <br />Happy Mom's Day Maggie may!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-68797184477291337722011-05-07T18:00:33.655-07:002011-05-07T18:00:33.655-07:00This post reminds me of Edward Sissorhands.
You a...This post reminds me of Edward Sissorhands.<br /><br />You are not weird to me at all. I think the uni-minded plastic suburbanites are the strange life form here. <br /><br />It is sad about the bunnies and all manner of wild critter. I literally pray in a native sort of way whenever I see road kill. Thanking them for their part in the dance wishing them safe passage.<br /><br />How fucking weird am I?? :-) I think you're marvelous. don't let the stepfords get you down.<br />xoxoPetit fleurhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02626110471501778855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-11967607440372818122011-05-07T17:05:31.935-07:002011-05-07T17:05:31.935-07:00That was perfect.I've always liked the sore th...That was perfect.I've always liked the sore thumbs best.Trickyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01498710301682503417noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-15763134570790554242011-05-07T09:26:45.163-07:002011-05-07T09:26:45.163-07:00ah battle cry: let them stay in Olympia!
i wish i...ah battle cry: let them stay in Olympia!<br /><br />i wish i could hug each of you.<br /><br />Loredana I'm not sure why it's showing that way for you. When I see it it fits into the sidebar without disturbing the post. Anyone else having this problem? Thanks for speaking up Loredana!!!! LMS what to do...Maggie Mayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14699674732274478502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-42344172315658584812011-05-07T08:18:42.455-07:002011-05-07T08:18:42.455-07:00I can so relate to this. I've spent most of m...I can so relate to this. I've spent most of my life thinking that I don't fit in, an oddball, not the status quo. And maybe I don't but that's a good thing. Status quo isn't me. Besides, you never know what goes on behind people's curtains or in their minds. They may be wishing they had the courage to be different and think you're amazing. I'm betting they do and as for the rest of them, let them stay in Olympia. :)Melinda Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15674801908254491273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-73101790472532479762011-05-07T07:24:17.502-07:002011-05-07T07:24:17.502-07:00Yeah. This is why I stay at home, only go places w...Yeah. This is why I stay at home, only go places where mostly I know I can use the word "fuck" around people without someone falling over from shock. <br />It isn't you, baby. Mr. Curry is right. <br />We're safe here. We are safe here.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-24066872563492667742011-05-07T07:24:15.399-07:002011-05-07T07:24:15.399-07:00ok I don't want to be a pain in the ass but I ...ok I don't want to be a pain in the ass but I can't read parts of the 1st and 2nd paragraph of your blog because there is a 'Petition for Henry' box that covers parts of it up. Would love to read the post!!Loredanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10281756601492887263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-67110671262094354662011-05-07T06:46:07.015-07:002011-05-07T06:46:07.015-07:00You have one of THE most awesome, amazing husbands...You have one of THE most awesome, amazing husbands on earth. He is so wise, so wise... <br /><br />Love & Blessings,<br />MarionMarionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14786883679294446945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-9624511459329620142011-05-07T05:47:30.542-07:002011-05-07T05:47:30.542-07:00Oh Maggie, yes. I live in the suburbs (though not...Oh Maggie, yes. I live in the suburbs (though not the ultra posh Chicago suburbs of my youth, whence I shall never return, ugh) and it's fucking weird here. I shop at the small, expensive grocery store because it's quiet and triggers less anxiety than the more affordable superstore, but I keep my eyes down, pretend I see no one, watch the frayed edges of my clothes, keep their cashmere and diamond rings and don't-you-ever-fucking-eat-woman? reed-thin bodies in my periphery. I'm the only single parent in the neighborhood, the only person with tattoos, who eschews pesticides and thus has the only yellow and splotchy lawn. But all these folks are fucked too--money only shellacks it all, sews shut their mouths: and so we keep on, as they say, keeping on. Unsettling the order of the 'burbs, lifting up the edges to remind the rest of the world of what's beneath. <br /><br />I cry too about this. So glad you stopped for that bunny. Of course you would, will, do.Ramona Quimbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01308882206677929003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-35818422376260231382011-05-07T02:14:39.827-07:002011-05-07T02:14:39.827-07:00Thank goodness for you.Thank goodness for you.Taniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17520680195281725886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-81350192574131513312011-05-06T23:51:41.246-07:002011-05-06T23:51:41.246-07:00Hugs, hugs, and more hugs, Maggie. But just rememb...Hugs, hugs, and more hugs, Maggie. But just remember, just like you, people are not always the facade they project. Everyone has their secrets and their pain, even smug people. I've decided there are some people I just don't like, and never will; but it just means they are different from me. I try to treat everyone kindly. I love the artists, and the dreamers, and the writers; and all of those good things in me. This is not trite advice: be comfortable with who you are, and as much as possible, do not care what the other people think. Be yourself. You know you are good, creative, and loving. That is what matters.Anniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12588164536314320479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-40871499602139229972011-05-06T22:21:28.454-07:002011-05-06T22:21:28.454-07:00A breath of fresh fucking air. I love your life in...A breath of fresh fucking air. I love your life in Poway with your beautiful children and your husband you love and your half brown lawn with toys scattered upon it where they should be.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com