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Elyse!
I've been thinking about you...!!! Wondering where you've been lately, and if things are going all right...? It sounds like you keep really busy, at any rate! I am so glad to hear from you. We've had some excitement here, too. It overloaded me and I've taken a break for a while. Think I'm getting ready to dive back in, though. I've missed you. You brighten my days, my friend! Hope all is well. Looking forward to catching up.

posted by Darson on January 27, 2010 at 8:08 AM | link to this | reply

Darson, I'm just catching up --- it's been that kinda few weeks for me...sometimes just not enough time - and I'm glad I am reading you again.  I love the cat talk ~ a little chitter and chat from them yes, is odd and just weird I agree --- like they have a rubberband contraption between their jaw teeth.   Draggin' Main reminds me of much, and believe it or not kiddos still do it here as well.  and this was a funny story, Darson, I don't mean to laugh but oh wow, you were duped and your Daddy was delighted thinking life taught you lesson, now how rich is this.  You're just precious, you are.  xoxo Elyse

posted by elysianfields on January 26, 2010 at 7:38 PM | link to this | reply

Nautikos
Ha ha ha....! I've actually thought about that. It was the immature reaction of a 17 year old mind. Nowadays I know that those types might be a lot more interesting than what first meets the eye. I later, in college, had a friendship with a very heavy man. I absolutely loved his personality but knew he wouldn't ever be able to go hiking or camping with me...(which was really important)...and that broke my heart. I couldn't find anything else wrong with him, but knew I needed a companion in recreational things, too. That was important to me. But I felt terrible...he was a really decent person.

posted by Darson on January 23, 2010 at 8:33 AM | link to this | reply

Darson
Very funny! But unfortunately you girls did miss out in the end - reliable sources have informed me that the big guy came to be better known as Hulk Hogan, and the little guy was kicked out by his parents, changed his name to Bill Gates, and founded Microsoft...

posted by Nautikos on January 23, 2010 at 6:23 AM | link to this | reply

Funny Story!
I didn't know cats did that!  How amazing!

posted by KaBooM62 on January 22, 2010 at 5:03 PM | link to this | reply

SO funny! Loved your dad in this one. Could sympathize with you though - been there, got caught having to go through with it too, LOL!

posted by adnohr on January 22, 2010 at 5:28 AM | link to this | reply

Hey, cheers!

posted by Straightforward on January 21, 2010 at 10:11 AM | link to this | reply

Tzippy
Yep...glad that's over!!!

posted by Darson on January 21, 2010 at 9:40 AM | link to this | reply

BC-A
...No doubt! Risky business.

posted by Darson on January 21, 2010 at 9:39 AM | link to this | reply

I was once boy crazy too
and blind date disasters lol boy did you bring back memories here.

posted by Tzippy on January 21, 2010 at 6:47 AM | link to this | reply

Darson

J K Oh no love. 201KBC-A, Bill’s RJLst

 

posted by BC-A on January 21, 2010 at 6:39 AM | link to this | reply

TAPS
Doesn't matter the era...blind dates are always a wild card...you just never know what you'll get. I married a blind date once....hence the term 'blind'....! Ha ha ha. I'm pretty much over it....

posted by Darson on January 20, 2010 at 9:03 PM | link to this | reply

The Saint
Wow, Michael....! Thanks a very much!

posted by Darson on January 20, 2010 at 9:01 PM | link to this | reply

Great post.  Loved reading it and remembering a couple of blind dates of my own in the 1950's.  HAHAHA

posted by TAPS. on January 20, 2010 at 6:26 PM | link to this | reply

Absolutely wonderful post Darson!!  One of the best I've read in ages...  Michael 

posted by The_Saint on January 20, 2010 at 6:15 PM | link to this | reply

Pat B
Yeah, or as a parent, maybe grabbed the spouse and gone along to 'supervise' the event, and to shorten it. Fairness is one thing, but there's nothing wrong with a little MERCY! And you're right about the danger...nowadays, that would NEVER fly. We lived in a very sheltered Christian town. Think of the town from Footloose...then make everyone related. It was like that. The college boys were of the same religion, too...for what that's worth. Sometimes that just makes them worse....

posted by Darson on January 20, 2010 at 5:51 PM | link to this | reply

LLM
No doubt about it...you win on the Nightmare Date contest. Wow, not a fun time.

posted by Darson on January 20, 2010 at 5:48 PM | link to this | reply

FSI
Quite true. Yet effective....

posted by Darson on January 20, 2010 at 5:48 PM | link to this | reply

I'm still wrapping my mind around the idea that you

drove out of town with these guys. Then it was ok, these days not so much 

But that's what the teens are for -- to make mistakes. I'm proud of your dad for making you keep your word, but if I'd been him, I think I'd have kept an eye on you and those strange guys from a distance.

posted by Pat_B on January 20, 2010 at 4:37 PM | link to this | reply

Holy God, Darson!  What a nightmare!  This reminds me of something that happened to me because of Becky.  I will love her dearly for the rest of my life, but this one time I could have KILLED HER!

She used to date a real hum-dinger of a guy, and didn't want to go on their date alone with him because he had a habbit of pawing her in public, and loudly "sucking face," as we called it.

This one particular night, she rang me up and asked me would I like to a monovie.  I said yes without the slightest hesitation and hurried to take a bath.

When I got to his car, I was horrified to see that he'd brought his roommate with him, who was all into sci-fi and later, I found out, the occult.  (No, Becky didn't know about this until that very night, and apologised profusely thereafter).

Anyway, he kept trying to make hints to me in the car that he had plans for us to make out in the car, and yours truly told him he had a snowballs chance in hedes of getting over with that one!

Twice, he tried to hold hands with me in the dark cinema, and twice, I slapped him away.  On the way home, he tried to kiss me, which earned him a fat lip.

The next time I went dating with Becky, we sat together in the front row, while the two over-horned boys sat in the back!

That night nearly put me off men for life!

PS. There's the beginning of a new story for you to sink your teeth into if you get a chance.

posted by lovelyladymonk on January 20, 2010 at 3:45 PM | link to this | reply

What an interesting way to become "cured."

posted by FormerStudentIntern on January 20, 2010 at 3:26 PM | link to this | reply

Justi
Thank you. That means more than you could ever know. I just read your comment right after recieving my first (very polite) rejection for writing. I cut and pasted it onto a page in my Microsoft Word, entitled "One Hundred Rejections"! I figure the ratio is one in one hundred, so only 99 more to go! Great! But your sweet comments are like a soothing salve to my somewhat bruised ego! Oh, who am I kidding? My ego is being or has been pulverized for a long time, now!

posted by Darson on January 20, 2010 at 2:30 PM | link to this | reply

Darson
This is so clever. Wow, I could litterly see this. You are one good writer. Girls are crazy in whatever generation. Having said that they are the smarter of the two sexes at that age. This was a prize winning episode and the two of you handled it beautifully. GOOD WORK ALWAYS!

posted by Justi on January 20, 2010 at 1:24 PM | link to this | reply

Kabu
I love you tons, Kabu! We all do! Yes, the chirping by the cat is the strangest thing...I thought he was posessed or something. The best part must have been the look on my face...and Lauren and Floyd's complete oblivion. That amuses me.

posted by Darson on January 20, 2010 at 1:03 PM | link to this | reply

Your posts are so refreshing...I pounced on this one to read. and was

NOT disapointed. Ha Ha what a lesson you were taught and I am glad that you were taught a lesson in boy chasing........if you have to chase him...you don't want him.

Oh and the cat chatter....Mr. Graysome does it all the time if there are birds or squirrles out side his windows.

posted by Kabu on January 20, 2010 at 12:53 PM | link to this | reply