Comments on: facebook fugitive.

By: mcfly

mcfly — Wed, 02 Apr 2014 17:54:46 +0000

I’m pretty sure this hiatus will stand. I figured if someone has a burning need to share something with me, they’ll find a way. In the meantime, the silence is kind of nice.

By: bowser

bowser — Tue, 01 Apr 2014 19:43:44 +0000

They must have moved them.

By: bowser

bowser — Sun, 30 Mar 2014 00:58:09 +0000

Didn’t see a rat fight. Saw a bunch of hookers, they averaged 23 minutes turnaround time. I really didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings or have them feel rejected, and the hookers got quite expensive.

I’ll try again tonight. Saturday should be a good night. But I may have to leave early, I simply can’t afford that many streetwalkers.

By: DanS

DanS — Sat, 29 Mar 2014 12:46:53 +0000

The weekly rat fights at the corner of Elm and Patterson — they’re laying all over the place. (n/t)

By: bowser

bowser — Wed, 26 Mar 2014 22:51:32 +0000

OK, from the behinds of rats, I know. But where does one get a rat? Can it be a tame white rat, would that ass count? Or are they too wimpy to count for much? Should it be one from a wild Norway rat, a 3 pounder which could do you real damage as you tried to get his ass?

Is there some secret market which has rat’s asses, frog hair, chicken lips and that sort of thing? And then when one does get a rat’s ass, to whom do they give it? Does someone collect them, or trade them for Bitcoins? Why do they want them? What gives a rat’s ass any value except to the original owner, the rat?

I couldn’t give a rat’s ass if I wanted to. I’ve never had a rat’s ass to give, preferring to let the rat keep it as it has more use for it than I. It isn’t that I’m charitable, or kind, or thoughtful, it’s just that it seems to be a lot of trouble to get one and then has dubious value once it’s been acquired.

I think you’re safe. I doubt that anyone will give a rat’s ass, not because they wouldn’t, or give a dozen of them or even two dozen if they could for such valuable information, it’s just that they don’t have them. And can’t find anyone to take them. Don’t try to give them to me, I have to use for them or a place to put them.

Maybe they would give them to you in exchange for the contact info. I’m sure it would be worth it, but they would have to know where to deliver them, and you would need the rat’s ass first. Maybe there’s someone who could handle it like an escrow.

I wish you luck, maybe a rat’s ass is not the best item for which to ask.

By: Jody

Jody — Wed, 26 Mar 2014 22:12:25 +0000

…and *does* have Facebook….I am Jody McAllister Mahar…or if that doesn’t come up for you, because sometimes I don’t exist on Facebook apparently, try A Bohemian Seeking Rhapsody *or* Mad Madam Meme and her Sometimes Superfluous Squawkings.

Thank You.

By: Jody

Jody — Wed, 26 Mar 2014 17:27:32 +0000

It is whatever you decide. However you have said you feel as though you spend too much time on the computer as it is, so I would agree with you cancelling your account.

It works for me. I have missed so much over the years with kids I grew up with. Cousins I fell out of touch with. I have a Community page that is a peace of my soul. I am a loner introvert so this is my mode of communication that suits me to a T. I love the pictures of everyone.
I have my granddaughter’s teachers on Facebook. I get to feel as though my personal universe reaches wherever I want it to go. I have friends I have made in South Africa, one from England, Australia, Washington State, Alberta Canada, three doors down from me, and an agorophobic.
It all depends what you want out of it. You get what you give.

By: bowser

bowser — Wed, 26 Mar 2014 14:30:28 +0000

Amen, brother.

By: ER

ER — Wed, 26 Mar 2014 12:12:53 +0000

And I’ve lost my break-their-hearts smile.

Besides, I just got an email notice from facebook this morning asking if I wanted to know James Oberg. No. That way lies madness.

By: FrankC

FrankC — Wed, 26 Mar 2014 07:50:52 +0000

and how to limit what others see, In addition to friends, it has given me an arms length connection with some relatives that I haven’t seen for years.