Comments on Where have I been?

Go to dunesifterAdd a commentGo to Where have I been?

mneme
Hi auld friend.  I was just thinking about you before I logged on and was going to check up on your progress first thing.  I haven't been able to figure out a reason yet, and I've been thinking about it for more years than you have mneme.  

posted by johnmacnab on July 19, 2009 at 5:41 AM | link to this | reply

hello johnmacnab, nice to see you back again wherever you've been, auld pal... busy here organising to go home for a while.  Must be some reason for all this but darned if I can see it sometimes :)


posted by mneme on July 18, 2009 at 8:45 PM | link to this | reply

BrightIrish

Thank you for your kind thoughts, BrightIrish.  I know that escaping from this mood won't just happen, and I'll have to work at it.  Sometimes what I do is read some of my own older pieces.  It always amazes me when I start laughing at them, then I begin to think 'hey, I can't be that bad.' 

Life isn't a chore; it's a joy.

posted by johnmacnab on July 12, 2009 at 4:06 AM | link to this | reply

Smileycons!  John .. I dislike knowing you are feeling so down. It seems we humans can find the darkest places but then we seek some light. Not long ago while in a good mood I ordered Bill O'Reilly's book 'A Bold Fresh Piece of Humanity'. When the book arrived I was not in the mood for anything humorous but began reading a few days later and can honestly say that humor and laughing at the things in the book that I could relate to .. gave me that little bit of light that brought me from the darkness. Be kind to yourself!!

posted by BrightIrish on July 11, 2009 at 11:56 AM | link to this | reply

sam444
Good thinking, sam444.

posted by johnmacnab on July 10, 2009 at 1:12 PM | link to this | reply

Re: Why didn't I see you in the Swamp of Despair?

Got the bird book and binoculars, majroj, but the curvy blonde across the road has stopped sunbathing.  I know what you mean; I'm reading books I have read before and taking any excuse to ignore a computer.

It doesn't help my ego that my neigbour has just had a book published and my friend has just had her second one published - Me?  I'm staring into space, very much like the writer in Pat's poem.

As for realtors, the house adjacent to ours that is up for sale is close enough for a bb gun and some popcorn.  There is no way that it is worth $500,000 - don't they know that we live across from them?   He, he, he.

posted by johnmacnab on July 10, 2009 at 1:10 PM | link to this | reply

TAPS
But even with a stiff upper lip, TAPS, you can drink Irish whiskey through a straw.

posted by johnmacnab on July 10, 2009 at 12:59 PM | link to this | reply

Azur
You are so right, Azur.  I must cultivate a positive frame of mind.

posted by johnmacnab on July 10, 2009 at 12:58 PM | link to this | reply

Pat_B
My Father always said I took after my Mother Pat.   On reading the blog again, it strikes me as a melancholy Irish pub night with lots of 'another hauf an' a hauf, Donald's' thrown in.  The world is not so bad now - it is wor...er...better.

posted by johnmacnab on July 10, 2009 at 12:56 PM | link to this | reply

Overdrive I say! lol sam

posted by sam444 on July 8, 2009 at 5:16 PM | link to this | reply

Why didn't I see you in the Swamp of Despair?

I have been in much the same straits as you but still working. No blogging. I even stopped reading the websites I frequent. So I went down to Borders Books and the local used music and video store and stocked up on material I wanted to see again, or new stuff to read (well, mostly new). Then I've relaxed into those opiates, and sitting out watching the birds and my dogs in my little back yard.

The thing worse than being "down", is worrying about it. It;'s almiost six back there, get ready for sundown and give it a go, big sandwich and beer in hand, maybe a bird book and binoculars.

Or a slingshot and uncooked popcorn for realtors!

posted by majroj on July 8, 2009 at 2:46 PM | link to this | reply

I would say, "Keep a stiff upper lip" but, "People who keep stiff upper lips find that it's damn hard to smile."

posted by TAPS. on July 8, 2009 at 1:06 PM | link to this | reply

Everything depends on the view
you see on the given day. I allocate time - 20 minutes a day to 'worry' about the money. If i did any more worry about it, it would paralyse me.

posted by Azur on July 7, 2009 at 1:24 PM | link to this | reply

Ah, Johnny, sure and you sound like an Irishman, truth be told.
The Irish do love their gloom, don'tcha know... And a wee shot a Bushmill's over cracked ice couldn't hurt, or p'rhaps a pint o' stout. Tis self-medication of the worst sort, and sure to bring on like-minded sods who'll wail like banshees in poetry and song at the drop of a hat. In a situation like that, can the world be all bad?

posted by Pat_B on July 7, 2009 at 8:23 AM | link to this | reply