You don't have to burn books to destroy a culture. Just get people to stop reading them. - Ray Bradbury
I am a native eastern Oregonian, and have lived here 50 of my 62 years. I left at 20, but was back by age 32 to be near my parents to help them in times of need. I don't fit in politically here because I view things from a decidedly left wing perspective... but that's o.k. because I love the people, I love the area and for the most part I like living here. I enjoy family time, listening to music, reading books, traveling, bird watching, hiking, backpacking, watching movies, keeping up on politics, watching sports, sitting at the computer so much I get sores on my ass, and playing music... if you need a band for your party or celebration, let me know; I play keyboards and sing for a rock and roll band, and we do mostly "classic rock". (I also like to play guitar and bass and other instruments, but those are for my private enjoyment only!) I am mainly an agnostic/skeptic, but would consider myself spiritual. I work in schools and in clinical settings as a speech/language therapist. It is enjoyable work and it pays some of the bills. I have a rather unpredictable sense of humor, which can get me in trouble at times, but hey, is life worth living without laughter? I think not!
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Snave, how chaotic of you!!!! Now I will have to wonder who is real and who is not!
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Oh, and if you were trying to say shit in german, it's Scheiße, not Schiese.
The easy formula in german is that whether it is an ie or ei combination, you always pronounce the second letter. So what you wrote would be pronounced shee-sa.
Hey, I was a german major, so I have to be a little silly about this.
Heh! I'm the real one. Donald is literally "out there". Where is the key on my keyboard for the German "double-s" letter? And thanks for the spelling hint. Is "schiese" an actual word in German, and if so, what does it mean?
Cheers to a great man, and a great blog - farewell Don.
Snaveroo, thank goodness (just had a look at the blog)- we debated if someone was going to throw their hat in the ring and keep Cancer on life support - (even considering offering up some visual stuff for the lost post "Rocket Cabin hits hyperspace"). Great to see it has not completely faded.
Come to think of it, Schieße means shoot (in an imperitive sense), so I guess you could have said that.
I just assumed with your interest in fecal things that you were probably referring to shit rather than exclaiming "shoot."
On my iMac the ß character is an option s, but it might be different on a PC. Oops, gotta go!
Thanks for making me feel better about my blog, Snave. Sometimes I think it gets a little boring. And for taking my silly test and saying nice things about it.
You are definitely one of my very favorite blog buddies, even though you probably invented all the rest of them. ;-)
No, but that was very imaginative of you, Snave. It never occurred to me that Donald might be you. And I often pick up on things. Now, I didn't exactly think he was in outer space either. I just figured he was a blogger with a hyper-intense fantasy life, but I never would have known had you not said so.
snave old man, you are one bent alien ... you really had me too on this one.
the donald is dead ... long live the donald!
"Here is what I saw in my final moments... my personal creator!"
Actually, I think Snave is the creator in general. I've always suspected that Snave was all-knowing. You're infallible wisdom, you're otherworldly sense of humor...truly, you are a blogist of lordly talents.
Can I start a Church of Snave? Along with wine and bread, I'll serve beer and pretzels. Woo-hoo!
Thanks, Matt, but I really don't want to be a deity other than to my cats and to Donald and his faithful dog Charley. If I already worship Shanry O'Mallet, that means I probably can't be a deity anyway, right? Unless a deity CAN worship another deity... but would that lessen the status of the deity doing the worshipping? Like, could
God worship Allah for example, or vice versa? And if all the world's deities worshipped each other, would that render them non-deific? Is deific even a word? I think I need to go deificate!!! Heehee
Anyway, thanks for the comment, I appreciate it!
Sleepy and Damien, I am not altogether sure that Donald is dead. I may try having a seance soon to see if I can contact him, maybe get him to come back and be a guest commentator on his old blog!
Sheryl, thanks for coming by. For the record, I did not create any of the other blogs you frequent besides Various Miseries, of course. While I don't have a hyper-intense fantasy life, I do enjoy letting my mind wander from time to time, and Donald was a nice diversion. I just couldn't think of any more strange adventures for him, or of any more odd conditions for him to endure.
Donald could be suffering eternal hellfire, his face frozen in a rictus of agony as his soul is penetrated by daggers of white-hot Satanic steel. He might have sprouted white feathered wings, and he could be playing a harp or lute as he reclines on a cool pillow of clouds. He might even be experiencing various earthly diversions at a brothel in Singapore... But somehow I think he is still alive, somewhere out there in the ether, floating like a mist of faintly buzzing energy through endless nothingness, content as he revels in the universal knowledge assimilated at the time of death. Now that he knows the truth about life and humanity, would he bother to come back?
Matt, maybe Donald McFarlane is The Deity! But please don't tell Shanry I even considered such a thing!
The concept is way to original to let die, epecially because it give everyone a chance to run wild with there comments.
I thought Donald was assimilated in with the alien race he was visiting anyway. Maybe one of the aliens could come back to the blog and it would be like Sybil, and one of its voices would be Donald and one would be Charley and one would Snave. Because though doesn't know it, the aliens have been assimilating him via Donald all this time.
I hope we don't lose you too, Snave.
On that score, I wonder if we could bargain with the aliens to get Donald back. And more to the point, what would they want in return.
Snave, I am disappointed in you. I am saddened that you would take advantage of what appeared to be my death, and that you would make such a feeble attempt to assume control of my weblog. I suggest you go back to Cancer of the Third Eye and see my revised "final moments" post for the REAL STORY.
Okay, Donald, okay. I never would have guessed the REAL identity of your personal creator, because I don't know your parents. (My parents are MY personal creators, anyway.) I suppose I will let you have your way, but I have to warn you... Behave!!
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