I've had a diverse work history over the past 40 years.

Retired early, now to figure out what to do with life.

"Life, and the pursuit of Happy Penis"
Relationship Philosophy:

I am in year 38 with the same Woman.

Some days I wonder, Why?

Most days I know it has been worth it.

It's never always smooth sailing, and it's never all storms.

You work together to rig the sails, and make the ship perform.

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@MentORPHEUS

There would be plant at the back fluffing up the bids for the middleman.

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@Vermillion-Rx

He was.

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@Vermillion-Rx

Mine has been gone 17 years.

He wasn't close, I chalk it up to his being tossed out of his home when he was 13 years old, which would have been 1941ish.

I don't know much about his story during those years, I do know he was self-reliant and everything I learned from him was more through osmosis than being given hands-on instruction.

He was selfless and spent his days helping others.

I'm grateful for having him as a Father and I still miss him.

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@MentORPHEUS

Also Blue Collar, and retired.

I had a co-worker that transferred to a different department, who absolutely shamed the Company for one of the "Look How Wonderful We Are" series of pictures used as screensavers on our computers.

It showed a young Woman, resplendent in her pristine coveralls and hard hat, at the edge of a body of water, on one knee, foot just touching the water and examining a plant growing there.

She pointed out that their Standards/Policies/Procedures said that being within 25' of a body of water without wearing a PFD was a fireable offense.

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@MentORPHEUS

I've long heard the sneering complaint that *Lingerie is demeaning and degrading to women and is a tool of men/patriarchy/misogyny etc ad nauseum.

Well... If you're not going to wear lingerie to try and make me feel more attracted to you, how about a plate of Linguine Alfredo?

    

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@Bozza

Like many things, despite clear evidence of a problem, little or nothing will come of it unless it becomes far too large a problem to be ignored or it impacts the "important" people.

I don't like thinking that way, it's just something I have seen play out before.

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@Typo-MAGAshiv

I do get the feeling that it's bait, but we'll see.

Or a Bot?

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@Typo-MAGAshiv

You are probably correct on her not being the original source, and using it as a book title helped make it widespread popular.

It would fall under the category of "Folk Wisdom" and I can verify it's true from the Septic Field at my first Home.

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@Typo-MAGAshiv

The grass is greenest above the septic tank.

That line is very much Erma Bombeck.

I saved a small piece she wrote in one of her books that sticks with me, especially with Father's Day coming up.

“One morning my father didn’t get up and go to work. He went to the hospital and died the next day.

I hadn’t thought that much about him before. He was just someone who left and came home and seemed glad to see everyone at night.

He opened the jar of pickles when no one else could. He was the only one in the house who wasn’t afraid to go into the basement by himself. He cut himself shaving, but no one kissed it or got excited about it. It was understood that when it rained, he got the car and brought it around to the door. When anyone was sick, he went out to get the prescription filled.

He took lots of pictures … but he was never in them.

Whenever I played house, the mother doll had a lot to do. I never knew what to do with the daddy doll, so I had him say, “I’m going off to work now” and threw him under the bed.

The funeral was in our living room and a lot of people came and brought all kinds of good food and cakes. We had never had so much company before.

I went to my room and felt under the bed for the daddy doll. When I found him I dusted him off and put him on my bed. He never did anything. I didn’t know his leaving would hurt so much.”

(Erma Bombeck, The Ties that Bind … And Gag! [NY: McGraw-Hill Book Co., 1987], p. 2.)

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@Typo-MAGAshiv

God damn sums it up.

Too many small things that can't be mentioned without it turning into a novel.

The Reader's Digest version would be watching his passions and dreams being taken away.

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I've had a diverse work history over the past 40 years.

Retired early, now to figure out what to do with life.

"Life, and the pursuit of Happy Penis"

Relationship Philosophy:

I am in year 38 with the same Woman.

Some days I wonder, Why?

Most days I know it has been worth it.

It's never always smooth sailing, and it's never all storms.

You work together to rig the sails, and make the ship perform.


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