Paul's Corner

Wow...all this great insight and over the weekend too!

Paul...I think you must be missing your family very much and this longing has you deep inside yourself. When you go deep, it inspires me to think about whatever is right or wrong with my own life. I just can't get a handle on it, though! Self-worth fluctuates with the events that make up my days. Even though I know I have value, some days it is tough to see it. Sometimes I just get through a day and other times, I enjoy each minute. If there was only a way to maintain balance?? I can but try.

Dennis...Being born an Ohioan, I have never quite got the Michigander thing? And I never heard of a Michigoose! But it is clever.

Linda

Paul,
None of us can truly judge the worth of another person, especially if we've never stood in their shoes and looked at the world through their eyes.
People may be subjectively evaluated by others, according to the apparent contribution that they bring to other persons, or the greater society, or so sadly, what revenue they can generate, but still, this is ultimately purely arbitrary judgement, solely from the invividual perspective of the observer.
And what's more, we shouldn't evaluate the apparent failings of others, only rejoice in their successes, for this is what encourages us to strive further.
I cannot and will not judge, evaluate or determine your worth or the worth of any person.
Yes, I agree with you, it's not my job to judge you, but please Paul, don't lose sight of, or ever underestimate the admiration that others have for you. OK, they don't all know you intimately, and we can't evaluate every fragment or facet of your being, but you have, through your work, given a truly great gift to the world. You have made many people incredibly happy through your fantastic and inspirational performances, and your gift to others of your time and incredible talents, bringing a huge bright spot to our sometimes pretty ordinary existence. In short, you do good things. You lift and inspire others by just being you.
Now, please feel bloody good about that.
And if you did none of these things, then you would be worth no less.

Value is what we keep in our hearts.

Oh, and by the way, if anyone feels that they would like to judge me, then they can go and get stuffed!

Peter (still flat out!).

paul, i was just looking at your site to see how you have been and i came across "pauls corner" wow! you have some really great veiws on life that got me thinking, this being one. you have left some great memories with the cast of "guys and dolls" and they will never be forgotten. im not one to say never often, but i can without a doubt use it here. you are an inspiration to all of us and made the hard work feel like fun! you made us laugh, you made us cry (when you left:P) and most of all you made us realize the value of performing. you are definatly somebody, and a great somebody at that. there are definatly smiles in our hearts thanks to you. goodluck and stay true.

Dear Paul,

What a beautiful and fitting tribute to you, obviously from a cast member of "Guys and Dolls"!

You have touched so many in your life, old and young..the young ones will be motivated by the experience to follow their dreams, and the old ones (like Ellie and me, the granny group) will be motivated also to extol your virtues every time
our peers ask about you..and they do, you know.

I have shown "Strictly Ballroom" 5 times since 2001 in our community, on a 9ft screen, and am working to bring it to our mega screen in our big (Follies) Theatre in the near future. People would rather see "Strictly Ballroom" multiple times than the garbage that is being shown today.

A 9ft. screen is not big enough to showcase your talent and your gentle soul.

Hope this finds you and your family well, and your work in Canada going well!

Love and peace,

Grandma Mil

Peter, dead on, mate.

Paul...*sigh*(brooding silently in a fusty old armchair across from you in a pub)

"It is none of my business what other people think of me."
from my friend, Celyn.

**poof!**
Dhiana

Paul, u are a good person true to yourself' full of love and repect for life and the lives of those u love- i cant judge u -i have no right.

my uncle- who is one of the people in this world that i most respect-he knows me best and always tells me to 'listen to what people have to say about u but forget about it a while later-what matters is that you believe in yourself'
its a good philosiphy

Dhiana (dear Goddess),
Thankyou for supporting my thoughts. You are so very gracious (and wise!!!!)

Paul, Just a thought I had; If we have to be stuck evaluating our self worth (after all, we're only human, and we do seem hell-bent on punishing ourselves for no decent reason), then maybe this might be worth mentioning.
The value in many things we do is not always readily apparent to us. We tend to normalise to the aceptance of our own abilities, often unaware that these gifts or even some small deed may have some sort of impact on others. We think to ourselves: "No big deal", when in fact it might just stir a little something in someone else, or set a chain of events in motion that will move in a positive way.

I remember one instance where you yourself had a positive effect on me. I'm sure you weren't aware of it. As you know, I'm interested in physical fitness and I am also inspired by athleticism in many forms. I have always held a great admiration for the fucntional strength which dancers posess.
One day several years back, I witnessed you jump over a fence to retrieve a child's ball at the pre-school. You did it so easily. I could not possibly do that (well, not quite so easily) and it inspired and encouraged me to improve my strength. It was a genuine, real impact in my life.
Yep, even small things can be big things. Catalyst.
So there you have it. Thanks for that.

Peter

Paul, the reasons that brought me here to your corner have little to do with why I find you of great worth in my life NOW. I so long to meet people who think about the things you talk about here, people that I feel are truly on the same journey I find myself on. They don't come along very often. Your questions bring out the qualities in me that I strive to bring forward, the parts of me that I like best. To share your struggles and joys with us is the best kind of gift anyone can give. Thank You from the bottom of my heart!

Michelle in Chicago

Sometimes when I feel a bit down on myself, I remember the lines from that song "Superman":

"I'm just a man, in a funny red suit......
BLAH BLAH BLAH
.....It's not easy being me".

It serves to remind me of my mortality, and it's inherent limitations.

(Actually, I'd prefer a purle suit like The Phantom, but that's another story....)

Peter

Beautifully put, Paul.

I liked this little sentiment:

"We may be only one person to the world,
but we may be the World to one person."

I think sometimes we can forget just how special and important (valuable) we are until we do see it mirrored in another's eyes, especially if seen through the eyes of Love. But, I do also think it's important that we find ourselves and this life journey we are continually making or renewing (moment to moment)...valuable and precious too, and not put too much stock in what others think of us, especially if it isn't critically constructive or uplifting. (i.e. 'ppl shouldn't have the heart to criticize if they don't have the heart to help'..offer suggestions, solutions, etc.)

Hugz n kix & a
latte luv to all at PC today,

Katalina de Seattle

I wasn't actually going to post as i'm not the best person to talk about self worth and the like but as we were talking about mortality and other people's perception of us i came across this story sent to me by my friend Charlie:
A Great note for all to read. It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking.

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.

Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days and weeks passed. One morning, the nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."

Others may perceive this as sentimental rubbish but it carries a great message:
there is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations. Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.

If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.

"Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."
People will forget what you said...
People will forget what you did...
But people will never forget how you made them feel...

Peter, that is one of my favourite songs, great tunes, great lyrics, greart to sing out loud to and strikes a chord in me.

Love to jump fences never tried it in a purle suit though :) It is an appealing thought!!! Start a new fad - I can see the advertising now "tired of sitting on the fence?? Why not jump over it! With just three easy payments of $19.99 you will recieve this Purl(p)e fence jumping suit and an instructional video with instructions on 16 jumping styles for 4 styles of fence!! Order now and we'll even thro in a free instruction for jumping a gate....." Hmmmm I've been watching too much TV!!!

To the poster from Guys and Dolls -mmmm which one are you??? Thank you for your words and I thank you and the rest of the group for the gift and the pleasure of working with you. I am sorry I missed the show but Robert said it was brilliant!!

true Lucy, true

Paul, Hope that made you smile.

Fitting redemption: since I completely stuffed up the lyrics of the song "Superman (It's Not Easy to be Me) by Five for Fighting, here are some of them -

I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
The better part of me

I'm more than a bird
I'm more than a plane
More tha a petty face
beside a train

It's not easy to be me

Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I'll never see

It may sound absurd
but don't be naive-
Even Heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed
but won't you concede?
Even heroes have the right to dream

It's not easy to be me

Up, up and away: away from me
It's all right
You can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy or anything

I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride
With clouds between their knees

I'm only a man in a silly red suit...

(I knew what I meant, even if nobody else did!)

Peter

The discussion of worth reminds me of the psychologist, Charles Cooley, who describes how the self and the society are "twin born". He uses the concept of the looking-glass self. The self arises in a social process of communicative interchange as it is reflected in a person's consciousness.

I'm not sure I agree with Cooley, and yet I find it hard to disagree.

Paul, love the ad campaign, baby! You are so worthy of all the admiration you find here and elsewhere and as Peter said, you should feel bloody good about that!

Lucy, that's a very touching story. Thanks for sharing it.

Ah, geez, I can't top what the others have said. Just want to elaborate a bit on what Peter brought up when he stated: "The value in many things we do is not always readily apparent to us." I think many people are raised to downplay their strengths and abilities in order to avoid being tagged as arrogant. In the process, they lose sight of what they give or can give. Then again, many people don't see their abilities as clearly valuable to society in a strictly renumerative sense and therefore dismiss them.

Anyway, judgement does seem to be a part of human nature. But as we awaken to our spiritual nature, we can remind ourselves that our assessments, especially those regarding the worth of others are all subjective.

For Father's Day, we went to see the latest production of "The Search for Signs of Intelligent Life in the Universe". Lily Tomlin has the energy and stamina of a power plant; she's incredible. Anyway, in this one-woman play, we learn about the strengths and weaknesses of a host of characters, whom we slowly learn are all connected to one another. One of the characters commits suicide and another — who lives a life of constant boredom — finds the suicide note in the street. It turns her life around. She realizes that she's bored because she has shut down to herself and everyone else.

We can't know the full impact of our choices. All we can do is make the best choices available to us at any given time. And allow that others have that same choice.

Katalina, I love what you had to say about seeing ourselves through the loving eyes of others. I often think that we're strangers in a strange land trying to find ourselves and our roles in a hostile environment. The more we can radiate understanding, if not outright love, to others, the stronger we become, individually and collectively.

I join Michelle, Linda, Peter, and our newest unidentified poster in thanking you, Paul, for your generosity of spirit and your inspiration. I also want to thank everyone here for their stories, inspiration, and support.

And, yes, Linda, somedays I'm flying high and on others I wonder what the heck I'm doing. As we continue on in our search for the business of our dreams, I find myself wrestling with my beliefs about what I should be putting out there in the world. Do I want to try to be, as one of Lily Tomlin's characters puts it, "a holistic capitalist"? Or is there some better use of my talents. Part of me wants to immerse myself in research — which is producing a mixture of confusion and exhaustion. And part of me wants to cocoon, go on a vision quest, or in some other way arrive at some new and brilliant idea. Most of the time, I feel like Winnie the Pooh, pacing and thumping myself on the head saying "Think! Think!

I've picked up what promises to be a very good book titled "Zen and the Art of Making a Living — A Practical Guide to Creative Career Design" by Laurence G. Boldt.

Best to you all!

Love,

Diane

Paul
I agree with the very first comment. You must be missing your family and home. Your later mention of commercial speak reaks of your boredom. It's time for you to go home mate. To whomever wrote to you from Guys and Dolls..Here Here. Paul is an incredible person and you've had the pleasure to work personally with him and learn from him. How great is that? Worth? My mom was cremated when she died 6 years ago. I too watched her ashes create a cloud in the ocean wind. I called it an angel. It was like she was boarding a plane or something and taking off...she just dissipated into the night air. And that was it. She's still deep in my heart and will always be, she contributed much to life and those around her.
I've learned a lot by coming to this site. It's helped me through some challenges to say the least. Paul that had everything to do with you. I saw SB, looked you up on the computer found the board and the rest is history. You are of great value to us. Just like that incredibly inspiring tale from Lucy, you live a life most of us cannot. Youe see a lot and have talents that we can only dream of. Therefore through your prose we find out things about life we'd never know or experience on a personal level. As has been said many times before, few celebrities make such a special place as Pauls Corner. I know of none.
So, you are aware of your impact on your immediate family and friends, rest assured that you have impacted your cyber friends and many many people just by watching SB. That movie leaves people tingling.
Momma Mil....did whit call you about being our agent????
peace and love to all guys.

Timmer

looked at your post and the responses and just wanted to tell everybody I am married to the most wonderful guy in the world.
Missing you and loving you
Your wifey
Andrea

Hi. I hope everyone is having a great day. I'm back from my vacation and that definitely wasn't two weeks. It was actually four days. We never made it to Florida either. I have a question. Does anyone believe in unlucky numbers? In the Bible, it even states that 666 is the sign of the devil. I am asking because when we were driving, the mileage was 66,666 on the van. On Father's Day, my dad called the nursing home to wish my grandfather a happy Father's Day. He found out that my grandfather had died on Saturday. My grandfather had driven his car out to the farm to feed the cats. Some neighbors went past and found him dead in his car. At least he died on the farm instead of in the nursing home. He loved the farm. A couple of years ago he sold his cows because it was getting too hard to go feed them everyday. He was devastated. My grandfather didn't even find a reason to live after the cows were gone because they meant the world to him. Surprisingly, he had died around the same time that our mileage was at that number. My mom even said she couldn't wait for the number to get off because she felt something bad was going to happen. Well, I'm back home now. We are leaving to go up north on Thursday for the wake. The funeral is on Friday.
I have been having such serious discussions recently. I need to have some fun. The past few days I have been juggling thoughts of religion in my head. I have been a Christian, but sometimes not everything makes sense and I don't know what to believe. It is especially hard coming from a family where my mother is not a Christian and my father is. This concept of a little thing called faith is what I am having trouble with. It is hard for me to know something is real without truly seeing it. How do I know that the entire idea of Christianity was not made up by some person who wanted people to be able to not worry about death? Life can be so confusing. Honestly, it is probably because I'm 14 years old and not fully aware of my beliefs. Hopefully life will become clearer when I get older.
We can choose to believe we are worthless which actually can make us worthless. If we choose to do something to benefit someone in the world, we are not worthless. At least that person surely didn't think we were worthless. Most people are not worthless. Almost everyone can give the gift of love. That alone makes someone worthy. In the end, we are only ashes, but our legacy may live on if we accomplish something and are worthy. We are worthy because we touched someone elses life and made it better. We gave them a little extra happiness or the laugh that they needed.
I'm sorry if I am not being very clear on my thoughts. I've had a few tough days recently and I just got back from a 12 hour drive, so I am pretty tired.

Best Wishes,
Jenny

Yes, Tim. I agree. Paul does need to spend time with Andrea and the girls. Introspection is good, but we can over-evaluate, too.

Andrea, thanks for joining in. You know that we all think Paul is great; but behind every great man stands a great woman. (Let's hear it sisters!) Here's hoping the time passes quickly before you see each other again.

Peter, thanks for the lyrics. I knew what you were going for.

Jenny, you are very wise for your age. I am so sorry for your pain at your grandfather's passing. I only knew one of my grandfathers and I adored him. He passed when I was a teenager and his place of passing was a city called Lantana. There is a plant that goes by the common name of lantana and I was so repelled by that name that for years I wouldn't consider buying such a plant. The more I thought about him and his wonderful gifts to me and the more I lost my bitterness at his loss to tuberculosis, the more I enjoyed the plant. I now have several lantana in my garden and I am reminded of him every time I look at them.

I don't think the numbers 666 were of much significance. Maybe a little foreshadowing of a sad event for you; but not an indication of any kind of evil. It sounds as though your grandfather was ready to move on — consciously or subconsciously, and he found a place that demonstrated his peace with passing.

Jenny, I would never tell you what to believe in; but I think you are asking the right questions. Faith is not a little question AT ALL I would say that life can only become clearer as you continue to question; never from acceptence of dogma or visual proofs which many people rely upon because they are less demanding than contemplation and questioning which can cause intense discomfort. That said, you are well-spoken even when tired.

Goodnight to you, dear Jenny, and to all!

Diane

Hi Andrea. You must be missing each other something fierce. I hope it's not too long to wait.
It must be tough for Paul, being so far away and having to live with the expectation that he must be supremely and brilliantly creative on a daily basis. Aren't all employer like that?
I imagine you must both be very strong people. Best wishes to you.

Jenny, So sorry to hear of the loss of your Grandfather.
As for the faith thing, I'm with Diane in that I absolutely will not suggest to you what you should believe, but please take some consolation in the knowledge that life has a way of revealing itself to you. It will all happen in time, and no matter what the outcome, if it's right for you, then it's the right outcome! Simple.
Now, please have a good long rest.

Diane (and Paul), thanks for understanding my fumbled attempt at remembering the lyrics. Early mornings can do that to you.

Best to all,
Peter

Yes, Diane, brilliant. "Introspection is good, but..."

You said in a few words what I was trying to say, in my clumsy way, in many more.

And Mrs. Mercurio, you said it best of all.

Dennis

yepper, Ms. M'curio, it's good when one knows what they have in life and your family seems to have "it" - the family part of m'curio's life is everywhere is these posts...so we're not only fans of the hubby but of the whole family!!! er, respectful fans that is!!!

now i'm off, off that is to find a purl suit and video so i too, can learn to jump fences

Jenny, my condolences to you and your family. It is very common to question your faith when you lose a love one, it is just another part of life. You will be ok..it's only a matter of time.
Gee that's funny Andrea cuz I thought I was married to the most wonderful guy in the world..LOL.
Regarding the fence jumping..I have 8 foot stockade around my yard so I think I'll pass.
Peace, Inn

Big Hugz to Andrea and the girls who are missing
their favorite guy!

Hey to the PC today. Hope everyone is happy and well, and if not..here's a smile and some good energy to lift your spirits :D

Hi Inn!!!! ;-)

Smoochies,
Katalina de Latteland

Inn: the one week break went even better than expected. went to ocean, went hiking, took ferry and long drives in country, went to Space Needle observation deck, went canoeing in University Arboretum/Lk. Washington and flipped the canoe on a really hot day (LOL) and it was fun and refreshing...squish, squish, squish...lost my buddy's Starbuck's hat in Lk. Washington during that moment..LOL, tried lots of different cuisines, saw FINDING NEMO (OMG, cute, funny!! Ellen DeGeneres was hysterical in this), and overall had a blast. I liked the sleeping in part too *grinn*, but now am back to daily grind and am gunning it to catch up. But am super recharged and it was just what was needed.

Are you almost ready to go to Can.?

Hugz,
Kat

OK, OK, I stuffed up the spelling. Thanks Paul & Bluedog!
Yes, I really did mean PURPLE.
It's not so strange. For one thing, they would match my PURPLE pyjamas - just the thing for keeping away evil spirits during the night (so I've been informed in good faith).
And besides, I'd look foolish jumping fences in a suit of any colour other than PURPLE.
(Real fences, or metaphoric ones, that is.)
PURPLE PURPLE PURPLE PURPLE PURPLE PURPLE PUPLE

Katalina,
Good to hear you've had a nice break and recharged.

Peter

Damn.

Thx Peter...and hmmmmmmm...LOL
Don't trip on that fence now!
Maybe you should buy a rocketeer suit just in case...

Purple...the color of royalty and power....and highest chakra, yes?
Nice!!

Kat

Jenny, I am sorry to hear of your Grandfathers passing and the sorrow it has brought you. If you dont mind me saying I suspect he died very happy being where he was - home.

As for faith and life and the rest - I am forty and often I post here - as you have read - my own thoughts, struggles and occassional celebrations regarding my journey to understand these things. As Diane said asking the questions is so very important and I congratulate your maturity and wisdom in that. Often the answers have their own timing in arriving to us - too soon and we wont understand, too late and we wont listen - they have knack of arriving at the right time. Patience - enjoy the journey.

Welcome to a long time reader and first time poster - Andrea. I too agree (again) with Diane!! I am who I am and a lot of that is due to Andrea - so I thank you my sweet!!

Innussiq, 8 foot fences???? Peter lets breakout the purle.... sorry purple one piece suits we got a hell of a fence to jump! up up and away.........

Paul I read your thread (the last one) and I can't say I've read anyone's posts (sorry).

Here's a verse that was displayed in my grandparent's home. I always felt it communicated this important perspective so well. We all have the urge to judge.

Tis True

There is so much good in the worst of us and so much bad in the best of us it hardly behooves any of us to talk about the rest of us.

Author Unknown

Love conquers all,
Whit

Jenny...my condolences to you on the loss of your grandfather. I suspect like Paul, he died a happy man. Those nursing homes are just too dreary. He probably just slipped away looking at the things he loved.
Andrea!!! welcome. Thanks for posting. It's so good to hear from Paul's better half. Hope you'll post again. We'd love to hear all the dirt on Paul..just kidding you guys. From Pauls post I assume you read a lot of this, but in case you don't, Pauls words about you and his family are a total encouragement and make me believe there is such as a thing as two people that are kindred spirits, soulmates, lovers, friends, and married..all at the same time. I believe you are both lucky. He's only spoken of how wonderful you are and well I'm a fan and think he's a great guy for being so humble as to spend time with us.

Glad to hear everyone else appears to be in good spirits.

Ciao

peace and love

Timmer

Hey Momma Mil...where are you??????
You usually post more? You okay????

Paul, I have just finished watching a copy of "Life's Burning Desire" that arrived today. I don't know exactly what I expected but I certainly didn't expect my reaction to it.

Dance is not something that I have had much connection with. I consider myself, reasonably, artistically astute but it is music that is a large part of my life and my work. In fact I was very surprised and impressed to hear the Poulenc g minor Concerto as the background for "Some Rooms". Someone with real taste picked that.

While I have always been impressed by the physical demands of dance and the athletic ability required, the emotion of music goes straight to my center. There is no effort. Dance, on the other hand, always struck me as something that required work to extract the emotion or even to understand what was going on.

The film does a great job of filling in some of your life during that time. And watching you work at ACE and all the details of putting together the choreography, which you obviously love, was a joy.

But the real gotcha is my emotional reaction to the dance segments themselves. I had to watch the film a second time to see if my reaction would be the same. The only word, that I can come up with, that is even close to how I feel is, disturbing. That's not criticism in any way. I'm not competent to do that. I simply mean that the impact is so great and so unexpected that it is, well, disturbing. I'm going to have to think about it for a couple of days before trying to discuss it further. And I'm not really sure that this is the forum to do it but it's what I've got.

In fact I'm annoyed that the portions of some of the dances were so abbreviated and that, if I understand what was going on, a filmed version of "Contact" was mixed with the actual on-stage performance. I wanted very much to see "Contact" as the audience saw it and I probably never will. And I can't believe I said that.

The journey from the-movie-whose-name-must-not-be-mentioned to this place is a constant source of amazement. Paul, you continue to surprise and challenge my mind. And it gripes my butt to admit it.

Dennis

Hi all,
I'm sorry I have not had time to read or write posts recently. I just stopped by to check in and read Paul's post about self worth. And I wanted to relate to him my thanks. I have posted before saying that Paul's passion and amazing dancing inspired me get a job so I could take dance classes. I have started both. I have gone through with something, for the first time-in what feels like forever. Today I got back from two hours of dance feeling tired, but good because I am doing it, even though I am the only one without ANY past experience in dance, and the teacher said it's the hardest beginning dance class she has ever taught. I am stuggling, learning, and growing (and having a lot of fun in the mean time!). And Paul your kindness, and support along with everyone else on this board, is what made me take that extra step. Through, this process I am learning that I am being beyond what my mind has told me for so long. My body is not inferior because of it's size. I am learning my worth by doing what I have always wanted. Funny, I have no problem doing things I don't like, but now it's turning to follow my own desires and I am able slowly but surely, learning to be kind to myself. That is how I am descovering my strength and self worth. It is so easy to be quiet and unhappy, but to share and decide to be happy it is so hard.
I'm having a hard time staying focused, so I will go for now. Sorry I not read anyone elses posts, I will later!! Promise. Be kind to yourself today!
Love, Melinda

I know this is off topic but the proud Mommy in me just had to share this.
Why
Why, why do birds fly and why cant I?
Why do ducks fly and why cant I?
Why why why should they fly, and not I?
Because, because they
can fly and not I,
so I'll stay down and look up
beacuse I, I wish to fly.

My daughter wrote this and I wanted to share it with all of you. It's cool when you catch your kids thinking about life..when so often they seem to run through it without even looking.

Hey Inn..you have a lil thinker(and dreamer) on your hands. I think that's awesome.
How old is your little one?

Hugz,
Kat

Inn,

..i should also add..that maybe this little one will find a way to make those dreams a reality...her vision and determination to reach for things is definitely coming through in her poem.

Kat

Wow Inn...
What a creative child you have there. Beautiful poem. And so true on so many levels. How old is she? She touched on everything with that you know? Isn't that how we look at things we want sometimes? I want..I want...those people have it why can't I...well I don't so I sit here and admire. It could fit in so many aspects of our lives. Keen observation with much more too it from a child.

Hope everyone is doing well. Momma Mil...where the heck are ya?

Paul...hope everything is going well.

Peter how are things down under mate? Staying really really busy here. Working 50 hours a week. Trying to get my re-writes done with Whitney and she's sending me her stuff for editing. My life is getting full with my choices.

peace and love to everyone.

Hey Andrea...write again...tell us more about your kids. And what did you like first about Paul? He told us it was your...well you've read it..How bout you?

Later
Tim

Tim, I'm quite busy, but things are OK.
Here's some more thoughts on your Aussie/US character's speech:-
(If I remember correctly, the character is late 20's and has been in the US for a decade?)

In my experience, the jargon used by city dwelling Aussie 20-somethings is much the same as their US counterparts, mainly because they are heavily exposed to the same music & TV, video games etc.
There's one major difference I've picked up on, between my own speech and the current US lingo, which seems to me to be typical and widespread.
Example, someone recounting a conversation -
US version: And then this guy goes, like, hey man, what are you doing?
Aus version: And then the guy said: "Hey man, what are you doing?"
I wouldn't normally use the word "goes" and "like" in the way quoted above, BUT, a person such as your character most definitely might. Lots of younger Aussies now speek that way, at least in part.
I think thge older Aussies tend to speak a little more like the English, but the younger ones are more influenced by American speech.
Paul might provide a useful second opinion.

Please also note that there's generally a bit of a difference between Aussie city folk & country folk. It's a bit like comparing a Brooklyn accent and speech mannerisms with that of someone from Alabama, but probably not as severe a difference.

Dearest Timbo, Momma Mil is back! I couldn't figure out where I should post..something about 2nd Thought, what have you, I was utterly confused...(a senior moment!)

Thank you for your concern, Timbo! (I would love to be an agent for you and Whit..my fee would be very affordable...none!)

Andrea, how nice to meet you! The admiration and love for Paul that brought us together on this site transcends many decades, from the teenagers, like Jenny and Hannah, right up to the seniors (and I mean real seniors) like my husband and me.

Paul was so sweet to raise a glass of Coopers to me on my birthday last January (my 70th) and to ask me to dance...unfortunately, I don't drink, and if I danced with him, I would have tripped all over his talented feet and put him out of business, for sure!

Jenny, my condolences on the loss of your dear grandfather. He was fortunate to have the love of his family, and that he passed away, not in a nursing home, but on his farm which he loved.

We're still basking in the memories of our anniversary trip to New York, but back to basics here..I've lost almost 14 lbs. so far with the workouts at the gym and the South Beach diet...that's not so terrific, it's almost 2 months since I started...Whit has been cheering and encouraging me on. I had cheated a bit on our trip, and gained 3 lbs. but got that off finally!

Thinking of you Paul...hope everything is going well!

Love and Peace, everyone,

Momma (Grandma) Mil

Just got back from Chicago after some just beautiful midwest weather - although I did get soaked after going out on Wednesday optimistically without an umbrella. Thanks, Chicago Michelle, for sharing the lovely weather.

Peter...I absolutely love everything connected with Superman! Even though we know super heroes aren't for real, it's comforting to know they struggle with life as well as we mere mortals. The latest "It's Not Easy to Be Me" is compelling. Although on another level, it ranks up there with "Believe Or Not? I'm Walking On Air!" the theme from the Greatest American Hero. Also, thanks for your kind concern on my back. It continues to do fine and I hope you are feeling well too.

Andrea...Thanks for sharing Paul with us in the Corner. His insight and kindness touches so many. I know you must be missing him terribly as he is you.

Momma Mil...Congrats on your diet success. Nice and easy does it and you are doing it!! So glad you had nice trip to NYC. I wish I could go this summer but, alas, must wait to fall.

Diane...I am sorry you are struggling with choices! Life as we know it is challenging. I often have thought about my own practice but I deal in service and I am always concerned because service is sooo subject to interpretation and can get sticky. But you have for long delivered product and service and been successful at that. That may give you a sign as so how to proceed. But it ain't easy, kiddo, to make these life decisions. Hang in...I am sure a path will open to you.

Innussiq...Our children do give us joy! Thanks for sharing.

Special greetings to Whitney, Tim, bluedog, Katalina, Dennis, Jenny and everyone else in the Corner.

Linda

Good morning Mamma Mil! And good morning Ev, Timmer and everyone. Linda thanks for that special greeting. We all love to see notes with our names attached. Good evening Paul and Peter. Or is it good day Paul? Your world's been literally turned upside down. I'm glad to read you're well.

Inn, thanks for sharing your daughter's poetry. I think you have an old soul on your hands. You're one blessed mommy.

Jenny, I add my condolences. Having just lost my g-paw too, my heart goes out to you, but he's so fortunate that he was able to go home to his farm. Maybe he knew that was his day to go all the way home. Some people believe that his spirit will be rooting for you on the other side. Many ask the questions you asked about faith. I like that thought. Clearly religion has often been used to control people and that makes one leary. I'm 40 and I still reserve the right to question my spiritual beliefs so I don't think your questions are just a result of being 14. I'm glad you have the courage to ponder this topic, but in the end I think one has to make that famous leap of faith.

Andrea, I wondered if you'd ever post. Welcome! Yes, we think you married the most wonderful guy in the world too. I hope you'll be reunited soon.

Well, poor Worthy has given out a bored sigh that can't be ignored. Hint, hint. Dog OUT!
Love,
Whit

I wish I could express as clearly as you, Paul, the thoughts and emotions that your entry provoked within me. You have verbalized very clearly some of the feelings that I had after my brother died last October. And reading your thoughts really made some of my own feelings about his suicide fresh again. Sometimes that pain is good, and sometimes it is very healthy to be reminded that there is a life after death for the people who survive.

Thank you for sharing.

Oh, Andrea, that's so sweet!

And Inn, WOW on the poem. Thanks for sharing the Light from her!

Ok, wanna hear how red-neckish I am...I thought that "purle" suit was the colour/texture of the Phantom's suit...you know, that seal-skin lycra stuff with the pearly overtone that the lugers and bobsledders wear. (Yes, I dated a luger--pronoun: loozsher--and all my friends called him a "loser". Ok, he was. But I was too busy studying the anatomy in those seal-skin suits to notice, allright?) Gads.

I have roses (that I filched off the bushes out front of our office building) sitting in water in a beer mug on my desk. *sigh* It's Friday and I'm READY for a cold one. We'll be visiting my brother in Cortland this wknd, so will just have to wait til I get there I suppose. ;-)

Hugs all around.

Ciao, babes,
Dhi

hey paul my name is michelle i am a big fan of yours and i have a question to ask do you like music like christina aguilara ashanti or michelle branch.

Innussiq, thankyou for sharing your daughters poem, I was having very similar thoughts myself the other day!!

Dennis, sorry to say you wont ever see Contact performed live on stage but I am glad that the doco stirred things in you, that is dance and that is life. Contact was supposed to be disturbing in it's own way.

Michelle, thanks for posting! I like that sort of music along with a heap of other artists and styles. My idea is why just like one or two styles when there is so much great stuff out there to listen to and like?

Thanks everyone for the comments. They made my daughter's day! And for those who asked, she is 10.
Welcome back Momma Mil!

Kat, trip to Canada eleven days and counting!!! Did you get my last email? Write soon.

I like Nora Jones. I like all kinds of music too but that soulful jazz really speaks to me. A couple of candles, a nice tub of hot water, a flute of asti and I'm a happy girl!
Have a great day everyone!

My life has much worth. God put me on this earth so that I might share the good news of his son. I must say that I have great faith. Faith is the substance of things hoped the evidence things unseen. I have been through a lot in my life and each event when I look back on it has made me stronger and closer to God. If it were not for those experiences I would probably be still wondering if there were a God. I would not deny that there is a God, because he has touched my life so deeply. I don't need work, friends or family to tell me that I am worthy. All I have to do is to look to the one who created me and know that I am worthy. I am glad God gave the family I have and friend that surround me.
A saying I try to always remember is that God makes a promise, Faith believes it, Hope anticipates it and Patience waits quietly for it.

Linda, I'm a superhero fan too!
I used to really like "The Geatest
American Hero". It was a terrific laugh.
There's something powerful, righteous and noble in Superman (not to mention invincible of course). These are qualities which are nowadays often overlooked in favour of "cool", or "tough". Yet, yes I agree, there's also a little bit of the ordinary in every superhero, plus some vulnerability, too! Consoling isn't it?
Hey, I know it's corny stuff, but you can extract great things from all sorts of places, even from the simple and seemingly dum things.
Besides, I kind of get tired of pretensious intellectualism. Those practising it invariably have a need to compensate where there's something fundamentally lacking in the first place. Whooh, easy.
Must go put on the PURPLE suit now (The purle one's at the cleaners'). Got work to do.

Have a super day.

Peter

Peter, yeah, who else would remember Greatist American Hero. Really good theme music too. Loved it.

Dennis

tHE gREATEST aMERICAN hERO???? We're dating ourselves gentlemen... :)

Timmer

Yes, GAH, he was a cutie, and I think his mom was on the Perry Mason show...or am I confused?

Hello, Andrea, so sweet to see your post! I imagine you and Paul are marking off the days on the calendar til he returns home...

Paul, I've been thinking about your post and all the responses for a while, and I believe everyone has value as beings, as creatures, whatever you want to call us.
I don't know, maybe a performer might feel the
need for other people's approval or acknowledment
more than the average person.
But I know some pretty average people who LOVE the spotlight, so who knows.
I'm rambling, so time to get some sleep.
Have a good w/e ,everyone!
hugs and smiles,
Sally

Whitney, G'day.
I just found your comments under "2nd thoughts".
I like what you said very much. I tend to think along some similar lines.
The concept of non-linear time is interesting.
It's sometimes referred to as "negative space-time", rather than the "positive space-time" that we apparently currently existing in.
Neg s-t explains how you can be in all places at once, so to speak (omnipresence). That would be a handy trick!

Peter

Peter...I am happy to know there are others into superheroes! While is Superman is my all-time favorite, I like Batman as well. His dark side is sooo deep! The only Batman movie I really liked was the first with Michael Keaton. I thought he really captured the character.

Paul...I have returned to my quest to find a beer I can enjoy. I am off the pain killers which don't let you drink and so now the search is on! I researched some of your suggestions and I think I must find and try Kriek Lambic. It sounds appealing. Will keep you posted.

Sunday morning greetings in all in PC.

Linda

I liked Michael Keaton as Batman, too, Linda. I have been most impressed with the Spiderman movie thus far. You can see how Spiderman evolves from an eager young man indulging in his new powers to a wiser man who understands the responsibility that comes with that power and one who is willing to make the personal sacrifices that the new responsibility demands.

Innussiq's proud mommy story reminded me of the poems and stories mine have written as young children. Reluctant to let go of them, I have trunks and files full of their prose, poetry and art. Just recently, I hung up one of Jacob's poems from early last year:

Living in the Heart
My Dog Tucker

Eyes like fiery spinel
A silken, velvety cloud
Cuddling cozily next to me
Speaking quietly
My best friend

Before leaving the house this morning to report for Junior R.O.T.C. (Reserve Officer Training Corps.) camp, Jacob threw his arms around me as he always does. By the time they finished inspecting his gear and giving him a taste of military instructions, he was reluctant to be so demonstrative because he didn't want to look like a mama's boy. I can accept that my baby is now a young man, but I'm not so willing to let go of those hugs!

Have a lovely day, my friends.

Diane

hey everyone!

andrea,ur post was so sweet...i hope u guys never have to spend this much time apart again EVER!

Jenny im really sorry about ur grandad..always remember the pleasure it was to know him! i am Christian too and have alot of doubts -i deal with it in my own way..but one thing i do believe is that all my loved ones that have ever passed away is always with me in my heart and keeps me safe on my journey throuh life...just remember that ur grandad will always be with you no matter what:)

i hope every one else is good(hugs)
Tricia

p.s can i get one of those super hero costumes too?? i wanna be bat-girl?

Thank you everyone for the wonderful comments! I got back last night from up north. The funeral and wake went really well. It was definitely a lot better than my granmother's because people were actually saying nice things about my grandfather this time. Every single person that we talked to commented that it was so good that he died on the farm, where he would have wanted to. I also learned that he told someone he wanted to die on the farm with no one around. I'm glad that his wish was granted to him. He loved to play cards. We were told that the night before he died, he played and won a game of 500. I also learned that a person at the nursing home was going to take my grandfather to the circus two days after he had died. He never got to go to the circus, so he wanted to give it a try. I can just imagine him there. Everyone complimented how he has such a genuine laugh. If he went to the circus, I imagine that he would be laughing like a kid. He would have loved it. I got to meet a lot of relatives that I never knew existed. I felt as though it was more of a party than a funeral. We were celebrating his new life. After the funeral we went to a relative's house to eat, talk, and play cards. By the time we were done, it was dark outside. My mom was walking down the steps outside, but there was no light, so she ended up falling down the steps and onto a flower pot. She hurt her foot and couldn't really walk on it well. She puts all the pressure of her one side on me now whenever we go somewhere, so she can walk. I must say, it isn't very easy to have a 6'3" person leaning on you like that. ;) On Saturday, my family and I went to the farm to clean it up a little. That was such a mess! We did find a lot of interesting stuff though. They had a lot of antiques. We also found several letters in the organ bench that my grandmother had written. They were always about her dying. She must have been a very depressed person when she was alive because she believed she would never make it to see the next day. I better be going now. I just got back from my dad's company picnic, which was a lot of fun. Now I need to go help my mom get some stuff sorted out.

Best Wishes,
Jenny

Jenny, I'm glad you are feeling better. Diane, your son's poem is very cool. It makes me think of how much I love my dog. My kids are still openly affectionate with me but gee I wish they'd stop being so hostile to each other. I think it was like that with my siblings but we were farther apart in age and not always in each other's faces. Ah, well the mysteries of life go on.

Ok at the risk of dating myself...LOL...Tim, Peter, anyone...remember Electrawoman and Dynagirl? hahahahhaah Saturday morning cartoons (our era...?) tee hee

and ye...Batgirl was cool but so was Catwoman!
She made the vampy villain look like great fun!
heheheheh mooo hahahahhahaha

Hugs to the PC today.
Lifting second cuppa latte
triple strength.

Meowrrrrrrrrrr!
Kat-alina

ps. Inn: i haven't read my aol email yet. I'll go check today.

I just realized...those characters weren't cartoons, but they were the earliest shows before the cartoons started on Sat mornings....along with Sigmund and the Seamonster and Schlepp/Wonderbug....ok, that IS dating myself.
jeesh.

Kat

HR Puffenstuff! You GO, Kat!

THE absolute best, however, was mid-70's on SuperFriends, when Wonderwoman would swoop in in her invisible jet and kick some MAJOR patooky with Aqaua man (hubba hubba...just gotta love those tight suits!)

The WonderTwins were queer. I'm tellin' ya...and that freaking purple monkey, Gleek. GOD I wanted to tie him up to the Batmobile and push 90mph with him bouncing along behind!

Wonder where the bitterness comes from?
;-)

Long time voyeur, first time poster. I just had to pop in after reading Kat's post. I was actually singing the theme song of Electra Woman and Dyna Girl to some co-workers last week - only to be answered by confused looks. Nice to know that the show was not just some dream! : ) Also a fan of Sigmund and what about "Shazaam/Captain Marvel"?

...and what about Superman, the Green Hornet, and Jack Armstrong, the All-American Boy????

(I'm outta here with all this ancient stuff...)

Momma Mil

Yes, Mil, and I remember listining to Superman on the ***Radio***. Oh, God, old, old, old. Woe is me.

Dennis

And The Shadow. "What evel lurks in the hearts of men". A good topic for Paul.

Katalina, Sorry, sadly Electrawoman and Dynagirl never made it onto Aussie TV.
I guess it further demonstrates how culturally deprived we are, LOL!

Dhiana, Perhaps the bitterness is the result of watching too much TV.

Mind you; Batgirl, MMMMMMMM......, those skintight suits and the trademark "lift & separate" bra. Sorry, this really is getting a bit of track! Or is it?

Diane, Yep, the first Batman movie. Very dark. It really appealed to me!

Momma Mil: Jack Armstrong?

Cheers folks

Yes, Peter dear...you are too young to remember radio, you know that technology before TV, where one had to listen intently and imagine how our heroes looked...the heroes sounded handsome (how does "handsome" sound???) and the women were always beautiful and virtuous...(how does virtuous sound???) If you've ever seen the movie, "Radio Days" directed by Woody Allen, you would find out!

Jack Armstrong? He was the All American boy and his diet consisted of "Wheaties, Breakfast of Champions." I could never look a Wheatie in the face after I grew up!

Sure, Dennis, Superman who could leap over tall buildings, etc. With all these programs on after school, it was a miracle we could do our homework.

However, I suspect a goodly number of people in this world could do homework with the radio blaring, and complete silence could hardly be tolerated!

Cheers! (or is it Cheer-ios??)

Love, Momma Mil

do i have to dye my hair blonde in order to be bat-girl?she was blone wasnt she? will black hair be ok??!!

ok have to go kick some baddie ass,
peace!

hey paul i just want to ask you do you like singers like beyonce knowles jennifer lopez have you heard of the show american idol.

ok i cant spell. i ment to type blonde* sorry......even super-heros make mistakes ya know!!

Tricia, Don't woory about the spelling. Besides, your "blone" hair would go great with my "purle" suit. On the other hand, black hair is pretty cool and would definitely compliment the Batgirl outfit.
Is this starting to go a little weird? (Gee, I hope so!)

Peter

Hey everyone!

(((((everyone)))))

I've finished my exams, hurrah! How did yours go Lucy? Well i hope!

Jenny, I'm so sorry to hear about your loss. (((Jenny)))), if you ever want to talk you have my e-mail address hun.

Paul: Instead of composing an answer to your post that no one will understand because I make no sense I thought I'd post this instead:

Worth While
by: Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850 - 1919)

It is easy enough to he pleasant,
When life flows by like a song,
But the man worth while is one who will smile,
When everything goes dead wrong.
For the test of the heart is trouble,
And it always comes with the years,
And the smile that is worth the praises of earth
Is the smile that shines through tears.

It is easy enough to be prudent,
When nothing tempts you to stray,
When without or within no voice of sin
Is luring your soul away
But it's only a negative virtue
Until it is tried by fire,
And the life that is worth the honor on earth
Is the one that resists desire.

By the cynic, the sad, the fallen,
Who had no strength for the strife,
The world's highway is cumbered today
They make up the sum of life.
But the virtue that conquers passion,
And the sorrow that hides in a smile,
It is these that are worth the homage on earth
For we find them but once in a while.

love to you all! (((((hugs)))))

Hannah Banana*
xxxxxxxxxxxxx

Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-BATMAN!

P.S While on the subject of superheros, do you remember 'Banana Man'? "When Eric eats a Banana, he becomes....BANANA MAAAAANNN." Tee hee

Hannah, that's really beautiful! Isn't it amazing how poetry can sometimes cut right thru the the heart of the matter.

I have one I think of whenever everything seems to be going against me. Nowhere near as beautiful; author unknown.

A man said to the universe,
"Sir, I exist"
"However", replied the universe,
"the fact has not created, in me,
a sense of obligation".

Banana Man??????????

Dennis

I can see by all these posts superheroes have been around for quite some time. And, they keep their universal appeal. Yes, Diane, I too think the new Spiderman is great. Tobey McGuire does an excellent job transitioning the character from boy to man. Also, I think Paul could play Batman quite nicely.

In terms of the women super heroes...Wonder Woman was always my favorite. I like to think of myself as a kind of wonder woman with the small "w". But I do so wish I had those magic
bracelets!

Good day to all,
Linda

Oh, and Hannah, I can't figure all the profundity so early in the morning. Here's another one. Author known, this time, but...

There is no beauty in weeping
It's uglieness weighs the heart like a stone.
But, if there is any joy in sadness,
It must be, not weeping alone.

Dennis

Linda- Wonder Woman is a good one! I don't think you should have to forfeit the big 'W' you deserve to be a proper Wonder Woman! And I'll make you some magic bracelets! Hehe.

Dennis- I really liked that quote! It's a good one to have in your head to say to yourself when things aren't quite right. Thanks for that!

Oh I'm so hungry, I have to go and eat my oat cakes, yum yum.

Have a nice day all!

(((((((((((everyone)))))))))))

Hannah Banana*

P.S Banana Man is a British Cartoon. It was pretty good I though. LOL.

http://www.80scartoons.net/toons/bananaman.html

This will show you a picture of Eric as Banana Man. Tee hee.

P.S Dennis...The second quote is lovely! thank you again! *hugs*

hehe hanna i remember banana man...and super ted!!....saturday mornings were the best...still are!!
peter..ya i think ur right black hair would go well with the bat-girl suit!!'blone and purle' compliment each other well tho???ummmm decisions!!

Tricia, Stay with the black. It's less blonde!

Hannah, I haven't seen Bananaman, but somehow I can see him fitting the conventional superheroe profile.
When I was five years old, I really liked Astroboy (Paul take note, another fine robot).
At age seven the marvel Superheroes hit the TV screen. I still like the Hulk.

Peter (not at all superhuman)

Peter you may not be superhuman but you are a super human! Even if you do insist on that dang purle suit.

Innussiq, thank you. We should extend that description to yourself and everyone at Paul's Corner. We can use it to bolster and fortify our spirits when we need it.
It's a nice way to think of ourselves, and thankyou once again for the thought.

I certainly do think it applies to everyone I've met here. This corner proves to me that people do still think kindly to others even though that is not always evident in this world.

Dear Peter and Innussiq,

Anne Frank posted this in her diary shortly before she and her family were discovered in the annex and sent to the concentration camps: "In spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart."

Generally, maybe a "perhaps" but a definite "yes" on PC!

Peace and Love,

Momma Mil

Tricia the original batgirl was a brunette I believe.

Hanna Banana and Dennis, Momma Mil: nice quotes and poetry.

To All, I miss your loving, supportive and inspiring company. It was so nice to come to the corner and escape when I was busy teaching, but now I'm unemployed so I have to focus on that and I can't come here as often for now.

Love,
Whit

ps
Good night Mil.

Our dear Whit is working hard to make guys..give her some positive energy.
I got a break this week. An old accounting buddy put me in contact with a lawyer friend, and I'm doing forensic accounting for him. I started today and it pays great and he has lots of projects for me. Bout damn time huh??
YEE HA!
Glad to see everyone is doing well. I get my shot for neck next week. I'm so ready for that. Maybe the pain will actually subside.

Hope you're doing well Paul and you'll be reunited with your family soon.

peace and love to everyone.

The Timmer

Tim mate, Yep, it's about time alright.
I hope the shot gives you some relief.

Whitney, I'm hoping you'll find some time to come and play with us. You are surely missed. Stay well.

Peter

Hi!
Never having a TV I have missed out on some great superhero's, I'm sure. But has anyone listened to old time radio? My favorite leading man, or one of them, is The Shadow. Does anyone know if the radio shows were played other places besides the U.S.?
"Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men? The Shadow knows!"

Exit into a dark corner, were I disappear and there is only the sound of my manical laughter echoing off the walls.

-Melinda
ps they should have made a girl Shadow, being his girl friend would not be enough, I mean who doesn't want a black cape and fedora? Guy's get all the cool clothes, we get whale bone corsets, whats the deal? ;)

Krista: I can't believe another person recognized that series of shows..and I forgot about Shazzam!!!
Oh mi gosh. I loved him! tee hee

When we were kids and coming home from swim team practices in the summers we watched those things before tackling the long list of housechores our working mom had for us to do and not get into too much mischief as we were usually busy all day trying to accomplish them. So you can guess we really looked forward to the electronic brain sucker/aka boobtube for those kid shows first!

Diane: I think I vaguely remember HR Puffinstuff. Wasn't that about an English boy wiht a magical flute that jumped in a boat that took him to this faraway land and he met this dragon like creature (HR Puffinstuff?)I remember a weird witchy lady and two dopey sidekick big birds or something and their magic was always going haywire or something...i was pretty little tho so I'm not sure if I'm getting this right.
I remember the song tho...LOL
I remembered songs from a very young age...My mom told me I was singing HEY JUDE and other beatles songs by age 4...lololol

Hope all the PC superhumans are doing most excellent today!

Hugs from Javagrrl,
Katalina

Katalina: we must have been living parallel lives - working mom, tv restrictions, joy in mindless shows. Did you ever see Dr. Shrinker??? Oops, work is calling...

Krista: hmmm...i can't say I remember Dr. Shrinker...we didn't get to watch a lot of tv -- only when folks weren't monitoring, which was rare.
Hummmmmmmmm

Hey PC: is anyone else experiencing a heatwave?????? *wiping brow* *whew*
my buddy in San Jose said it hit 110 Fahrenheit yesterday and it was expected to climb higher today.
It's moving upward to mid 80's in Seattle today but it feels hotter...quite a jump from the low 60's from a day or two ago. Yipes.

other than that...I love that yellow shiny thing hanging in the air, tho.....so pretttttty....oooh ahhhhhhh.

Hugz,
Kat

About being of worth? One is of worth if they can at least leave a smile in someone's memory. As for Paul, he leaves me with hope and love in my heart and a quiet smile on my face. Keep trying and never give up. Gal from L.A. who would love to see you more in movies.

Hello, Anna. Welcome.

It's sooo quiet here lately. I hope everyone is doing well.

Whitney, I haven't forgotten you. Thanks for sending the jpeg. I really like your work! We're still doing our business research. At this point, we may go in a different direction because of the costs and financial risks involved in retail in this down economy. I'll let you know when we're closer to a decision.

Tim, how's the forensic accounting job going? We met with an accountant yesterday who seems like such a great match for us. She threw a few cautions at us, but also gave us some new ideas.

Off to do more research... Oh, and if any of you U.S. folks (can't solicit foreign contributions) want to help Howard Dean's presidential campaign, you can go to the Dean for American website and make a donation. The campaign is trying to bring in substantial funds before the June 30th filing deadline. I'm working on a local fund raiser for him today. (Bush raised 5.2 million in California in one day.)

Best to you all!!!

Diane

92 commments regarding worth, worthy, worthlessness, worthiness and I'm just now getting around to putting my 2cents worth in.

I've been feeling a bit worthless lately, mainly because it's hot and the tax work is not progressing along as quickly as I would like.
So much of what I've already worked on is still sitting untouched by the "CPA" and still so many to do; some by July 15, and more by Aug. 15. And he is taking his 3 boys to AL for a week at a religious camp. They're leaving July 4th.

I have discovered something tho in these recent weeks. I'm not sure I've shared this with this group, but it seems that my endeavors at home are very dependent on what I get accomplished at the office. If we have made progress on the taxes I seem to be more energetic at home and actually get more done here. If we spend most of the day monkeying around with several situations and not really completing any of them then I come home and turn into a vegetable. I turn on the tv and sit, flipping thru the channels because we all know that there really isn't much on to watch.

Today was an exception, I've done some laundry, sanded 3 shelves that I will stain tomorrow, without the mosquitos help. I even started sanding down an old oak dining chair (I've had the fabric to upholster the seat for over a year). Will work on the details tomorrow, have to do that by hand, used the orbital sander today. What a tool!!!

These shelves are a test project to get a better idea of how the 6 foot bookcase will turn out that DH has built to house all of my cookbooks.
We are using a white wash stain on white pine 1 x 12's. If it turns out as well as I think, I want to use the same stain on kitchen cabinets. I'm still trying to talk DH into building those ourselves but he thinks it will be too hard...

Anyway, I hope that part of my feeling of worthlessness will be lightened with another week of St. John's Wort and Estroven. Drugs, aren't they wonderful. I've also started the South Beach Diet. A lot like Atkins, but more liberal after 2 weeks with the good carbs. I've been weaning myself off bread this week in order to go cold turkey tomorrow. July will be better!!!

Sounds like everyone is well and moving in the right direction. My foot is still nailed to the floor, going around in circles you know.

Paul and Andrea, hope you are keeping in touch via the old internet and keeping the LD calls to late night. Bet that is tough with the time difference. I'm sure you both will be glad when this 3 months is up. DH spent 6 months in FL 2 different winters just before we married, didn't have a computer, internet, etc., so the LD phone
bill was horrible. I was using 3 different services depending on the time we wanted to chat.

Enough ranting from West Texas, hugs to all out there that need one. If you don't need one, take it anyway, you can never have to many hugs.
Sherrlyn

Dear Sherrlyn,

Good luck with the South Beach Diet. I've lost 14 lbs. on it, in a bit over 2 months..I'm at a standstill for a week, and trying to shake things up by doing my exercises 6 days a week at the gym.

My advice: No bread, no carbs of any kind. Stick to the lean protein, and plenty of veggies...before you know it, you will feel no pain and no hunger! It's a great diet when you want to go to a restaurant...just send the breadbasket back, and no dessert!

Remember, once through the lips, always on the hips! (Such wisdom comes from the old Weight Watcher program.)

Love,

Momma Mil

Loved HR Puffenstuff - it was one of our favourites at home. Aqua Boy with his bubble gum was cool. I loved Wonder Woman but possibly for the wrong reason - hey I was young and growing!!!:)Loved Bat Fink and Karate too! Anyone catch the Bannana Splits???

Welcome Anna and Krista thanks for joining us here and I hope you will again!

Congrats Tim! And Whit dont stay away too much!

Love to all

Anyone love Jabberjaw or HongKongPhooey?..
snicker snicker snarf...

(I think I do remember those Banana Splits...hee hee. They were a rock band of ...dogs in sunglasses?)

Katalina

Morning all...nice weekends?
I just saw the new post, so I'm heading on over...
Hugs to the PC today.

Kat