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Beach Note
FOUND by Tom Sanders
in Lexington, Michigan
This was inside an envelope left by my neighbor for me to find. In the seven years I've lived here, no one else has ever felt it necessary to use a string trimmer on the thick grass that grows wild in the sand.
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
This would fit better on passiveaggresivenotes.com. But still very funny.
that letter is a bit hard to follow. i think we need more information. for instance, is this written to tom sanders, the skydiver who jumped with the first president bush; tom sanders, picked by the celtics in the 1960 draft, the research fellow, or the art-director/ consulatant/ advisor/ production engineer/ stunts on such films as apocalipto, space cowboys, or naked tango?
it's important that we get to the bottom of this so we know if such a letter was warranted...
"Please be sure to clean up after words."
That and the repeated use of "being as" are my favorite parts.
Does he only have to clean up after dirty words, or after all the words?
I don't think Tom's personal mail constitutes a find, does it? Tom, be a man and help take care of the beach and stuff. Sheesh.
I get mail every day. I "find" it in my mailbox. While I find this humorous, I must say, I don't think it qualifies as "found."
...and Tom, burning kitty litter and garbage on the beach is, well, creepy and creepish.
the other day i found a note too. from my mom. for me. asking me to go by the store later to get some more bread. maybe i'll send that in as a "find"?
but i like how this letter starts "being as you avoid" tom what do you avoid?
Come on now, kids. What's the mantra? If it's good enough for James, Jason, and or Davy to call a "Find", then it's a Find. Right?
I always feel embarrassed for people who try to write such official-type letters (and CCing the landlord's rep, no less) with such horrible spelling and grammar.
I once recieved an "official" communication from my landlord. It was the most hilariously badly written letter I've ever seen. I still have it- perhaps I should send it in. (ha ha)
cutting that type of grass in Michigan causes greater erosion, and (if i remember correctly) is also protected under the same "no picking!" laws as the Trillium.
funny find
Boo.
Is there a shortage of submissions or something?
the "in Michigan" should be after "Laws" not before causes. whoops.
anyone else think it's strange for them to be talking about a beach in michigan?
finger lakes do not a beach make.
I hear the note writer's voice as a 50ish lady who has appointed herself guardian of the beach, and imposed her own ideas of order on it...disregarding the laws on erosion, respecting the wild authoctonous plant life, etc. Others ignore her and let her get on with her weeding, hoping it will keep her busy and out of their hair on other matters. Tom is not the first person to recieve a "warning" of this type and he won't be the last. The landlord has a drawerful, all unopened after the first 4. She's a widow and her husband was a big noise in local politics; he did a lot of good for the community, and she continues to believe that any idea she has is vital to the "greater good." They allow her to think so, but no action is taken. Nobody "forces" her to write these letters but herself. No wonder Tom (and everyone else) avoids her!
The cat-litter-burning issue is caused by her nearsightedness...Tom was trying to start a fire with damp wood so he first tried using newspaper and magazine pages (which she percieved as "garbage") and then when he realised the fire would only smoke and smoulder, responsibly put it out with sand (the "cat litter") to avoid accidents.
After her husband's death the writer attempted to return to teaching grade school, despite having been given early retirement due to her exacting standards driving three eight-year-olds into nervous breakdowns.
i hate when you cant reach people the way you want..its so disheartening..
"Clean up after words"??!! I didn't realise words left that much waste behind! You would think, if one was to go to the trouble of writing in such formal prose that they would proof read!
Wow! I don't remember seeing a 'find' by the victim of the find!! (if it's okay with foundmag, it's certainly okay by me!)
Oh those messy words... please, let us all clean up after words.
"Clean up after words" - guess that would mean to deposit the note in the trash?? (but not in the fire ring with the "garbage and cat litter".) What better place for it? Except here, perhaps...
Come on you guys... Tom DID "find" this letter!
I also find it humorous that the author is trying to use scary grammar in an attempt to strong arm the recipient.
Evidently Tom and the neighbo(u)r have different ideas as to whether the beach is a wild place or one that should be tamed.
Sounds a bit like trying to vacuum the flowerbeds.
Tom, maybe a cheery smile and wave next time you see the neighbor on the beach? That should take the wind out of his/her sails. Or if s/he feels so strongly, that will be an opportunity to confront you face to face.
Basil, that's brilliant and I am sure you are right.
Not sure about the spelling of 'autochthonous', but *there's* a word I never expected to see on here! (Not sure what it means.) (Oh -- just looked it up: 'indigenous, sprung from the land itself'.) Must get a lot of those in your herb garden.
Becky in Boston, Here in Michigan we have many Great Lakes, they are not all fingerling lakes. Just because it isn't the ocean doesn't mean it doesn't have a beach.
Becky, there are these five big bodies of water, we here in canada/us like to call the Great Lakes. Just a cute name we came up with. Hope y'all like it. They are: Lake Huron, Lake Ontario, Lake MICHIGAN, Lake Erie, and Lake Superior. On Lake Michigan, being as its one of the great lakes, perhaps there are beaches there. I'm just sayin...
This, my friends, is a find. Remember the find awhile back where that creepy stalker guy kept leaving notes at this girl's door only to make us all say "take it to the police! Take it to the police!" The circumstances of a find being found are such that they are completely unsolicitated (who would ASK for such a letter?), the orgin is unknown (She didn't sign it), and the content is a little strange (which it is).
As for the note: It irritates me.
People in Glass Houses, I'm from Akron, Ohio too! I'm really far away from there now, though...
I "find" this same kind of note every once in a while here in my apartment. Living with others, there's always someone who thinks something must be done by anyone but themself.
Becky, those are not fingerlakes by any means. The "Finger Lakes" are in NY, firstoff, and if you've never seen a map of Michigan, do yourself a favor and find one: they're friggin huge!!!
question:
tom, are you being a slacker?
I think this is stretching the definition of FOUND a bit. The only thing that makes this a FOUND item is we all FOUND out becky is dumb...
And, speaking of grass and weeds, your neighbor is being a D--K weed. You should find out about whether or not Reeding is correct, then let your neighbor "find" a copy of the law, statute, or ordinance that forbids you to trim the grass.
The wording of this kept making me think of that teen beauty queen who kept saying " such as... ". I don't know why.
And why kitty litter on the beach?
I saw Lake Michigan once as a tiny little Womble, and the waves convinced me that it was indeed the sea...twas a terrible shock when I met the Mediterranean and discovered how salty seawater actually IS...I mean, I'd never seen the sea, and though I had read and known that seawater is salty, I had realised just how strong that particular saline solution is.
Query: Do different seas and oceans have different levels of salinity, and therefore tastes?
We Wombles do get about, in our youth. Then we settle down to the serious business of recycling found objects...the ones we don't send to Found.
(Spam Q: What is the opposite of Down? How about--Euphoric!)
"Being as" and "that said" or "that being said" are my pet peeves.
Being as Tom found it, and he was honest about how he found it, I think it's legit. That said, maybe I will send in a note I left for my parents to find when I ran away from home as a teenager, which they saved.
I think the writer of this note has a sister who lives in my building (in a 'senior citizen' complex.) Ever so often a note like this gets posted in the elevator telling the rest of us how to print our names on the mailbox labels, dispose of old magazines near the dumpster, return the building-owned shopping carts to the basement after use, and yadda, yadda, yadd, blah, blah, blah. Of course the notes are never signed--but we all have a pretty good idea of which witch is posting them....
first of all, if you have a cat (or sandbox), the beach IS kitty litter
second, if the writer was just out there yesterday cutting weeds around the table while Tom just sat there, why the hell didn't she/he just ask for assistance then? it would have saved her/him the humiliation of the bad grammar and spelling, and they each could have aired their grievances and got it over with and spared the landlord rep another innocuous note to throw out
Wow, dil - I never thought of that! Tryin to say that they had to write the letter cuz Tom "avoid", when they admit they were trimming right near him!!! And I'll bet Tom would have liked to "avoid" at that moment - trimming while someone is sitting right there is rude.
But Tom - did you really burn kitty litter and garbage? Kitty litter seems impossible to burn, unless you used some kind of special scientific super-hot kiln - and even then, I'll bet it would all fuse into a big heavy rock.
What kind of landlord has a representative?
You know, I always wonder about people who use bad grammar/spelling, or who misuse words, why do they get offended when they're corrected. Embarrassed, yes, i get that. Its embarrassing being caught with your zipper down, or with your spelling all awry, but aren't they really thankful, in the end? Because then they don't have to wander around the rest of the day with the poppy seeds in their teeth, or continue using effected instead of affected, or whatever else their error is. I would prefer to know, rather than not know.
Can i look at my gentle corrections as'cleaning up after words'? (and they usually are gentle, mentioned in private, and not condescending at all, just factual)
well, there is that kitty litter made of old newspaper (yesterday's news)
Who the heck brings their cat to the beach?
i think they live at the beach, nadine.
Ok. Lexington, Michigan is located on the eastern coast of the "thumb" of Michigan, on Lake Huron.
Mr Sanders is a writer.
http://www.absolutewrite.com/freelance_writing
Cats are awesome surfers.
It makes me smile that great lakes representative used HOMES to list the Great Lakes. (I like to do it out of order so it looks like I remember them off the top of my head!) :-)
I'm thinking 'TOM' and his 'NEIGHBOUR' live in a villa or a condo right on the beach. (Waterfront) Here, in Toronto, you can buy and or rent those kinds of dwellings, maybe the cat just hangs out on the patio???
I LOVE TOM SANDERS
the plagiarism warning on that website rocks. Here, giving full credit, where credit is due, is the warning, cut and pasted for your enjoyment.
"Text on this site Copyright © 1998-2007 Absolute Write, all rights reserved.
Please contact the authors if you'd like to reprint articles on this site. All copyrights are retained by original authors. And plagiarizers will be rounded up, handcuffed, and stuck into a very small and humid room wherein they must listen to Barney sing the "I Love You, You Love Me" song over and over again."
Smilin, i knew someone would notice, and i'd get busted. I cheerfully use any mnemonic device i can, so i dont have to fill my brain with stuff i dont need. lol
oh yeah...HOMES. not finger lakes...great lakes. at 2 am i apparently seem to forget everything you learn in 4th grade. it's been a while. and yes, sassy pants, i've seen maps of michigan before.
but to me, a proper beach is on the ocean. i'm not a fan of lakefront tanning or the snapping turtles.
I got the impression that this was a summer house as the writer warns him not to put the fire pit in the same place as "last year".
This writer has the strangest vernacular!
3 creepies, for a note telling a guy to clean his shit up. Goddamn people.
you ocean beach types are just a wee bit snobby. Beaches on the great lakes can be fabulous. Here on Georgian Bay (part of Lake Huron) we have the longest freshwater beach IN THE WORLD. It's fabulous. Lovely sandy shores, breaking waves... clean(ish) water. You just might change your mind if you saw that, boston becky. These beaches would blow your mind. And i've not seen a snapping turtle at any of them. Nightingale, have you?
how far have you gone back to do the creepy count?
So do you reckon this note was written by the drunken neighbor? Can we blame alcohol for the bad spelling and grammar?
I also feel wary of people who have no books in their homes.
I think maybe the writer of this letter needs to take a chill pill "being as" he seems to be getting awfully worked up over little details..and if I were Tom.."being as" this guy seems a little high strung...I'd maybe avoid him too.."being as"...
...funny stuff..poor Tom though.
hey freezing, leave becky alone. calling people dumb isn't nice. don't you learn that in 4th grade too?
Being as the person who wrote this is apparently illiterate, as in one who cannot read or write properly, they should have had someone else write this for them. Tom, I hope you can help this poor dear learn that using "being as" and "As" 400x in one paragraph makes them look like a complete idiot.
Me Again--
Just so you know, it's 'received', not 'recieved'. Now go be embarrassed for yourself. :o)
After the post I just made, I realized that I assumed the writer of the letter is a male....when it most certainly could be a female....and in that case...I can see this older lady with her straw hat and garden shoes getting all snippy as she's writing it...erasing and rewriting sentences because she's so flabbergasted at doing all the work herself...and then proudly placing it on poor Tom's doorstep...she may have years and years of pent up anger no one has any idea about...oh dear....this is starting to sound like the scene of fried green tomatoes where the lady backs her big ol car up into someone else's...
But can you surf on the Great Lakes?
Basil, too funny.
i've heard of people surfing in Montreal, on the St. Lawrence. Not the great lakes, but it drains out of them.
we used to body surf on Lake Ontario.
Ok, All - I just have to say this: You can be partial to whichever kind of lake or ocean or beach or non-beach you want, but travel a bit and see them all. And why are the ones with opinions contrary to yours wrong?!? I'm in a tiny lake in Michigan, I use to live on the beach in Hull, MA, have been to beaches on all our coasts plus Asia and Europe. Personally, I prefer the woods!
And Tom, don't cut the grass! Kitty Litter? I dunno...
Oh Happy Day!
baby basil, that was a brilliant analysis!
turbo, i would LOVE to see a surfing kitty!
Wow. I love it when people try to sound official and quick-witted while grossly misspelling. Reminds you of your own mortality.
Mona Lisa, no snapping turtles on my rocky Lake Superior beach. Nor have I ever seen them at Lake Michigan. (We do have 'em in a brackish pond here in North Texas, though, not that I'd swim in it, ewww.)
Big sister, no surfing on the Great Lakes, but I understand the waves are gnarly in Oklahoma, eh Turbo? Just watch out a turtle doesn't snap at your pussy.
Cat. Pussy cat.
This sounds like the makings of a future Judge Judy episode. Would she be telling Tom he's a pig or telling this neighbor (s)he is a busy-body and to get a life?
Interesting note...In Idaho there is a beach on a lake, they call Sanders beach.
If somebody leaves you a note, but you don't 'find' it, you can't read it.
I rent, I'm a tenant--not an effing gardener.
I happen to have just had a messy experience cleaning up after words, so I can almost sympathize with the note writer! It makes me think that perhaps it's a woman who careless Tom was seeing, and now that it's over, she's venting her frustration through needless and bazaar yard work. . . and vaguely threatening letters of a pseudo-official nature. It must have really burned her to cut that grass while Tom just sat tanning right next to her!
Mona, what is the name of the Canadian town across from Port Huron, MI.
Terrie I completely agree...this weekend I had leaves built up against the fence outside my apt. that were shin high....I could have spent some time traipsing around with my crappy little broom trying to brush them out of the way while they blew back in my face..BUT...I pay rent...and so when the maintenance guy so kindly used the leaf blower to get rid of them, I thought "hell yes!"....so again..I sympathize with Tom...
sarnia. You coulda googlemapped it, tho, peppster.
bazaar yard work?????
Now, how do you know that boston becky has never been to a lake front beach?
yes, didn't they mention they were also having a bazaar on the beach? they were selling weed eaters and kitty litter....too bad they didn't have any dictionaries for sale
I'm all for beaches of any kind, anywhere. You know, there are even beaches on rivers! Lovely ones. Yes.
I totally picture the author of this note as some cranky / slightly insane older lady who keeps those clear plastic coverings on all her furniture.
I bet Tom was trying to write at the table when she was trimming around him, no doubt sighing audibly.
You guys make me wish it wasn't all wintery here. I feel like hanging out at the beach.
If the note writer really was unable to speak with Tom directly, then this note might be warranted. However, in the note, the writer claims to have cut down weeds near the table while Tom sat there. That doesn't sound like Tom was unreachable to me.
any beach is a good beach. I never met one i didn't like.
That would be a bizarre bazarre.
I wonder if the note effected a change that would affect the way the notewriter felt about Tom's use of the beach.
Nadine, do you live in the south? I don't think you'd be having any fires on a michigan beach, which is why you could reestablish a firepit in a different place than last year.
Mona - I'm sorry - I don't understand: "I don't think you'd be having any fires on a michigan beach, which is why you could reestablish a firepit in a different place than last year."
Do you mean that there are no fire pits in MI? I think no matter where you are, you could move your fire pit from year to year.
I was an air-force brat, so I have lived all over! I am currently on the east coast of the U.S.
Anyway, you are right, Mona. If you read the night's link, Tom does seem to live there year round.
mona it is bazAAR, your spelling is bizarre
thank you, spelling check. I was "rre" happy, after the bizarre. Thanks (she said, redfaced, hoist by her own petard)
I did read the night's link, thank you. That's where i first fell in love with him.
I left the word winter, out of the sentence. You wouldnt be having a fire in the WINTER on a beach in Michigan. I dont think you would anyway. Editing... that would come in handy....(note to self, read over posts prior to posting)
I'd have a winter fire in a fire pit if my winters weren't so full of rain. There's something really wonderful about being bundled up in all your winter gear, with hot cocoa (or Alpines) to sip as you sit staring into the fire on a cold, clear winter evening... especially after a day well-spent sledding, ice skating, and finding a Christmas tree up in the mountains. Ahhh those Magical Christmas seasons of yesteryear. (though I don't know: are people still allowed to get their own trees in MT? Anywhere? In WA, you can if you get a permit.)
i have been to lake front beaches before. i spent time living in nh and a friend has a lake house there. it's nice and serene but not the same experience as my native rhode island beaches.
sigh, i'd settle for any kind of sunny beach right now (lake or not). it's a wintery mix here.
Becky, although i will forever be loyal to my great lake beaches, i can understand your love for the beaches of your native RI. I've been on the beach in ME, and in the Netherlands. Knowing that the water goes on for so long is a wonderful thing. Kurt Vonnegut once said something about the water, and how, whenever he's feeling like he needs to get back to what matters, he just needs to find some water, be it an ocean, a lake or even a tiny stream, and suddenly, its all ok. I hope that works for Tom, when he's being pestered by his neighbour.
Tom, don't be a dick, and help out your neighbor.
I think the REAL question here is why is this note dated May 30th, 2006?? If this happened so long ago, what did the landlord's representative do with it? I'm just interested if any action came from this note...
Nadine, I'm not "the night", I'm Nightingale.
Dave, don't underestimate the power of a regular name. I personally like that I can picture you as a regular nice guy in Salem. Don't go changin' is all I'm saying.
8-)
I must chime in on the beach comment. I relocated from SoCal to Minnesota (which cozies up to a Great Lake) a few years ago, and one thing I learned quickly is that there is a great deal of water in Minnesota. In fact, there is more shoreline in Minnesota than California, Florida and Hawaii combined. And just like those sunnier climes, we use the word "beach" to indicate the area where water meets sand, upon which we lounge on requisite "beach chairs" and "beach blankets."
Woohoo! Who's up for a beach party?!
Every once in a while I come and do the creepycount. I love you too.
I think tom is a prick that's upset because his neighbor finally called him out on not helping maintain the property and leaving kitty litter all about the joint. Who really wants to use a firepit after someones dumped cat liter in it? Also it came to a letter? You watched this lady work around you and you couldn't even say HI?
Beaches anywhere are wonderful. Sometimes it's nice change to not have salt water to deal with at the beach. Someone asked about salinity? Don't know about that but I do know that the Pacific, Atlantic, and Gulf of Mexico all smell different. Pacific smells and tastes like minerals, Atlantic has a very earthy and plantlike smell, Gulf is very clean and salty. I like the Gulf best.
you can for sure surf on the great lakes.
creepy counter, did you count the creepys in Monkee Astronaut? I considered it, but I'm confused: if someone says "creepy, creepier, creepiest" in one post, does that count as one "creepy" post, or three?
Friends, I sure hope Tom doesn't check in here and see you people calling him all manner of foul names. He submitted something to Found Magazine. He can't be that bad. People who are Fans of Found are cool by nature. So shut up with the degrading names. Kay? Kay.
i surf in michigan.
Awww, I hate cleaning up after words! Words are just so darn messy...
I just have one last comment....
....I REALLY hate it when my car gets scratched during my hangovers...aahahaha bad play on the words..sorry...really that was a pathetic effort wasn't it?
mona, if there's something i love more than the beach, it's kurt v.
the prettiest beach i've ever seen was in howth ireland (co dublin). the ocean was teal.
good to know, Becky. I knew that when you were so passionate about your beach, that you were a good one.
i promise, last post of the day... unless something else tickles my fancy.
I am TOTALLY going to be that old lady some day. And am rather ashamed about it. Also, orinoco womble, there are different levels of salinity depending on where you are... the Dead Sea is super super salty. Look at this awesome picture of the salinity in different parts of the oceans...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Wiki_plot_0
"A copy of this is being sent to our landlords representative"
I thought tattle-telling was for children.
Beach: the part of the shore of an ocean, sea, large river, lake, etc., washed by the tide or waves.
Here in Minnesota we have over 20,000 lakes so I think we're allowed to call the sandy area the sandy area around them a beach. I hereby grant Michigan this privilege as well.
Mona Lisa, do you have a life?
bazaar yard work????? Don't get it.
The great lakes representative said “y’all?” Do Canadians say y’all too or was the rep being facetious and poking fun at Becky in Boston? You’d have to go a bit farther south to say y’all.
Anyway, if someone was caught plucking, cutting, or stomping the grass on the beach in South Carolina, they’d be in some legal trouble. Oh, and chem labs use kitty litter to put out fires so it’s not unusual, only redundant since beach sand could do the same thing.
I hope you don’t mind, but I’d like to say South Carolina beaches are fantastic! It’s 73 degrees outside right now and lovely/perfect.
Wow, 98 comments?!
Well I have to side with the writer of this found, I really can't be bothered with housemates who don't do their share.
Hey Tom, have some pride!
Thanks, from the finder, to everyone who has commented, and who Google searched me to find The Hard Lemonade Incident. At AssociatedContent.com, if you search my name, you'll find more of my writing. A smile and a friendly wave for the creep who wrote this? I don't think so.
It was a warm day. The rain had stopped by mid-morning and now she watched as some young men moved furniture and boxes into the building. After a time they were finished and the trucks and station wagons drove away. The young man stood and waved and then turned to walk into the building. He looked up and stopped when she caught his eye through the window. She turned away then, and placed the binoculars on the doily covered end-table. Smiling she made her way to the kitchenette table, picked up a pen and began writing on the paper she kept there for just such moments as these. She wrote for a few minutes, maybe for an hour. When she stopped she shuffled the small stack together neatly, folded them in half and then again into thirds and stuffed them into an envelope. A plump package. She then stood, made her way back to the endtable, opened its door and placed the envelope inside, alone, beside several other stacks of envelopes. Time passed. It always does. She watched and wrote and stored. Then one day things changed. One can't predict what will send another over the edge. Some things go easy, others not. On that warm spring night the laughter from the beach, the breeze through the grasses, the water shuffling up and down the sand - something had to be done. But she waited till dawn. She got up then and stayed in her room. She sat at her desk, and typed and moused away on her macintosh. Arial this, 12 point that, save this document, copy and paste that text, send this email, and print that file. The hard drive scuttled and whirred. The inkjet printer schkuzzed and snuffed, and sluffed out a clean white sheet littered with letters. Her letters. She liked them. A lot. She gentled the page up and folded it. Neat as before, in half and then in three, and slipped it into an envelope. Licked it shut. Oh it would be a good day, she smiled. Feeling better already she walked out the front door closing it gently behind her. The wicked must be watched. The wicked must be warned.
My response would be: "Yes, I do. And this is a part of it. One of my favorite parts, at present, as a matter of fact."
butter, i'll gladly clean up after words if you'll scoop the cat litter.
OMG, the other things I could have sent in. Mr. Neighbor often passed the time, while washing down prescription meds with beer purchased at the party store across the road (how handy!), writing notes to himself. Psychiatrists often suggest this as a way of easing whatever demons have control of your head. At the bottom of a bag of trash I found a handful and they were all about me! The lesson learned is, if you must write to yourself, at least tear the stuff up before you put it out by the road. And be careful about sending notes to people. They might end up here for the world to read.
The "landlord's representative" (the property manager) did what should be done with something like this: threw it away.
You'd better tell him to be careful what cuts with the trimmer- some of those beach grasses are protected in Michigan.
East Coast Cackalacky beaches pride holla!
Shooters, you guys is crazy.
Fun crazy, but crazy.
Hope I don't meet you in the hall when you're in a bad mood.
Tom, sorry about all the unsolicited flak this stirred up. Hope you're not put off from sending in some more stuff!
Interesting the way once everyone assumed The Neighbor was a lady she came in for huge loads of stereotyping and abuse.
PS -- I love Nightingale.
And her pussy.
Cat.
xx
I'd rather clean up after words than cats, margarine, no matter how messy the words are. Cats leave too many surprises where you least expect them. At least mine did.
Oooooo! I wanna go to a beach party :P
Spam protection: What is the opposite of bad?
I was totally bummed :( when it wouldn't take my answer, AWESOME!!!!
Nadine, I had an orange manx cat named Tonto (we rescued him from a pre-pubescent neighbor boy who was spraying him with pesiticide, fresh from viewing the movie "Harry and Tonto) and he was the smartest, coolest cat ever. He could scoop up a fly mid-air with his paw and put it into his mouth. He also loved to ride in the car. We'd say, "Hey Tonto, wanna go for a ride?" and he'd come running, leap into the car, and jump up on the deck in the back window of my Sirocco, where he would hang out for the ride. We took him to the sand dunes at Montana de Oro and he thought it was the biggest kitty box he ever saw. He was in heaven! I wish he had lived longer, but he got feline leukemia (aka kitty AIDS) and died way too young.
Awww Clover :( thats sad, I had a kitty named Tiger that died of kitty diabetes :( Po' Tiger, I don't like cats anymore, he was the bestest kitty ever *sighs*
"Also be very, very wary of those whose living quarters display no books. No books means no respect for the printed word, the effort required to create it, or those that make that effort." oh tom sanders. that is so true!
why are my posts being removed?
.....sorryyyy...
pepper, i do have a life, which includes a job, where i use a computer, and have access to the internet, and i have a hugggggggggggggggggge problem with procrastination. Thank you, whomever it was that spoke for me, in responding to the peppster. You read my mind,
Tom..love this find. love your work.
while i don't say y'all, i do write it. it just looks neat. wasnt meant to be a slight against any americans.
It's rather strange Tom is sending in his neighbor's note as a "find."
It sounds like Tom needs to be nicer to his neighbor and not avoid him! And send in his note to FoundMagazine as a "found" item!!
Wondering... just from my personal experience with getting deleted, you probably cursed, personally attacked someone, wrote something a little too lewd, or challenged a moderator.
what fun we are all having.
Tom did you really dig to the bottom of your neighbor's trash? How did you find the notes about you?
But isn't Tom the one "tattle-telling" here - my neighbor is so bad and writes poorly and also let me tell you how he drinks and takes pills and goes to the psychiatrist...
In my opinion, people shouldn't use this forum to settle their scores.
mona,
i was thinking of bizarre bazaars justthe other day and wishing that somone would host one. me, i couldn't really find the time to do it.
night, thanks for the belly laugh. turtles and pussy.
ouch!
chrome, i'm warming up with a steaming hot glass of mulled wine. finally, some warmth. a fire would be tops, too.
and shooterS, i think i love you.
You can for sure surf the great lakes. And die in a shipwreck. Ever heard of the Edmund Fitzgerald? Anyone who hasn't seen them should make no assumptions about our amazing lakes. This is a photo of a surfer on Lake Superior, the largest freshwater lake in the world.
http://www.surfxtc.com/gallerypics/20031124php
dude, thats some gnarly curl that dude caught...
I wonder if it's harder to surf on fresh water, because salt water helps you float. It must be harder to paddle the board out past the waves, isn't it? That's the part I hated.
I hate it when i forget that "in" is already there and I type it "in."
this should be submitted to www.passiveaggressivenotes.com too.
funny stuff!
Being as someone's got some issues.
They put all sorts of stuff -- bagged, boxed, loose -- by the road before they moved. Yes, I went through it all. Usable clothes and boots I gave to people who needed them. Food that hadn't spoiled, I either gave away or ate. Papers I saved, hee hee ... Fresh water doesn't support swimmers like salt water does, and we don't have the waves, but there are a few Great Lakes surfers. Lake Michigan also has some.
Oh my God. Dude, Strunk & White!