http://www.ptsdforum.org/blog.php A Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) forum community for those affected by traumatic events. en Wed, 23 Jul 2008 22:24:22 GMT vBulletin 60 http://www.ptsdforum.org/images/misc/rss.jpg http://www.ptsdforum.org/blog.php http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/no-twitch-tabitha/302-happy-birthday-marc-chagall.html Mon, 07 Jul 2008 20:58:38 GMT Even though he's dead, today's my favorite artist's birthday.

There's so much emotion and imagination in his painting...and one more thing-love on canvas. And when I saw the last interview he did before he died...sitting in his garden in Provence, this little old man with shocking white hair and a beatific smile on his face, I knew then that the artist and his work were one and the same.

http://www.chagallpaintings.org/ ]]> No-Twitch-Tabitha http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/no-twitch-tabitha/302-happy-birthday-marc-chagall.html http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/300-14-defining-characteristics-facism.html Sun, 22 Jun 2008 20:31:28 GMT bushflash dot com/14.html Bush is facist bushflash dot com/14.html


Bush is facist ]]> 2quilt http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/300-14-defining-characteristics-facism.html http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/299-how-tick-people-off.html Sun, 22 Jun 2008 20:16:59 GMT

1. Leave the copy machine set to reduce 200%, extra dark, 17 inch paper, 99 copies.
2. In the memo field of all your checks, write "for sexual favors."
3. Specify that your drive-through order is "TO-GO.
4. Stomp on little plastic ketchup packets.
5. Insist on keeping your car windshield wipers running in all weather conditions "to keep them tuned up."
6. Reply to everything someone says with "that's what you think."
7. Practice making fax and modem noises.
8. Highlight irrelevant information in scientific papers and "cc" them to your boss.
9. Finish all your sentences with the words "in accordance with prophesy."
10. Signal that a conversation is over by clamping your hands over your ears and grimacing.
11. Disassemble your pen and "accidentally" flip the ink cartridge across the room.
12. Holler random numbers while someone is counting.
13. Adjust the tint on your TV so that all the people are green, and insist to others that you "like it that way."
14. Staple pages in the middle of the page.
15. Publicly investigate just how slowly you can make a croaking noise.
16. Honk and wave to strangers.
17. Decline to be seated at a restaurant, and simply eat their complimentary mints at the cash register.
18. Buy a large quantity of orange traffic cones and reroute whole streets.
19. Repeat the following conversation a dozen times.
    "DO YOU HEAR THAT?"
    "What?"
    "Never mind, it's gone now."
20. Try playing the William Tell Overture by tapping on the bottom of your chin. When nearly done, announce "No, wait, I messed it up," and repeat.
21. Ask people what gender they are.
22. While making presentations, occasionally bob your head like a parakeet.
23. Sit in your front yard pointing a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down.
24. Sing along at the opera.
25. Go to a poetry recital and ask why each poem doesn't rhyme.
26. Ask your co-workers mysterious questions and then scribble their answers in a notebook. Mutter something about "psychological profiles."

]]> 2quilt http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/299-how-tick-people-off.html http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/298-my-quilts.html Wed, 11 Jun 2008 19:26:03 GMT I am trying to post a photo of one of my quilts I am trying to post a photo of one of my quilts ]]> 2quilt http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/298-my-quilts.html http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/297-my-quilts.html Wed, 11 Jun 2008 19:21:28 GMT I am trying to post a photo of one of my quilts I am trying to post a photo of one of my quilts ]]> 2quilt http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/297-my-quilts.html http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/no-twitch-tabitha/296-yup.html Sun, 01 Jun 2008 01:26:16 GMT I'm a Lifer!



To you, a job is what pays the bills. You put in your hours, follow the rules, and then go home. Occasionally, you consider quitting, but then you think of how bad the job market is and you reconsider. Whatever happiness you get, you get from your life outside the workplace. Relationships, family, hobbies, and outside creative pursuits are what really matter to you. You're probably taking this test at work because you don't have anything better to do.

Talent: 26%
Lifer: 72%
Mandarin: 44%

Take the Talent, Lifer, or Mandarin quiz.

Somehow I knew that's what my result would be. My attitude is: "I'm here to do my job to the best of my ability then go home. I'm not here for a fashion show, nor for the quilting bee. My loyalty is to the company, because last I checked, the company is who's paying me. The rest of you can go hang. Politics and the attendant bullshit do not interest me. Gossip does nothing for me. Incompetence, whether it be from a co-worker or management earns my disrespect. I don't need my co-workers to be 'family'; I have family. And I only like a few of my relatives." ]]> No-Twitch-Tabitha http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/no-twitch-tabitha/296-yup.html http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/295-how-rubber-gloves-made.html Wed, 28 May 2008 02:56:51 GMT [FONT=Arial][SIZE=2][COLOR=#000000]Next time you use a pair of rubber gloves, you're going to smile when you think of this:

A dentist noticed that his next patient, a little old lady, was nervous so he decided to tell her a little joke as he put on his gloves.

'Do you know how they make these gloves?' he asked.

'No, I don't,' she replied.

'Well,' he spoofed, 'there's a building in Canada with a big tank of latex and workers of all hand sizes walk up to the tank, dip in their hands, let them dry, then peel off the gloves and throw them into boxes of the right size.'

She didn't crack a smile.

'Oh, well. I tried,' he thought.

But five minutes later, during a delicate portion of the procedure, she burst out laughing.

'What's so funny?' he asked.

'I was just envisioning how condoms are made!'

Gotta watch those little old ladies! Their minds are always working![/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] ]]> 2quilt http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/295-how-rubber-gloves-made.html http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/294-blonde-joke.html Sun, 25 May 2008 21:57:31 GMT [FONT=Verdana][SIZE=2][COLOR=red][COLOR=red][FONT=Verdana]A blonde calls her boyfriend and says, 'Please come over here and help me. I have a killer jigsaw puzzle, and I can't figure out how to get started.'

Her boyfriend asks, 'What is it supposed to be when it's finished?'

The blonde says, 'According to the picture on the box, it's a rooster.'

Her boyfriend decides to go over and help with the puzzle.

She lets him in and shows him where she has the puzzle spread all over the table.

He studies the pieces for a moment, then looks at the box, then turns to her and says,

'First of all, no matter what we do, we're not going to be able to assemble these pieces into anything resembling a rooster.'

He takes her hand and says, 'Second, I want you to relax. Let's have a nice cup of tea, and then ..' he said with a deep sigh, . .. . . . . .




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[/FONT][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][FONT=Verdana][SIZE=4][COLOR=red][COLOR=red][FONT=Verdana]'Let's put all the Corn Flakes back in the box.' [/FONT][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] ]]> 2quilt http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/294-blonde-joke.html http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/293-wet-dream-kip-addotta.html Sun, 25 May 2008 02:06:14 GMT If you want to hear the song and see the video of this funny song, go to YouTube and do a search for Kip Addotta Wet Dream.










It was April the 41st, being a quadruple leap year
I was driving in downtown Atlantis
My Barracuda was in the shop, so I was in a rented Stingray, and it was
overheating
So I pulled into a Shell station
They said I'd blown a seal
I said, "Fix the damn thing and leave my private life out of it, okay
pal?"

While they were doing that I walked over to a place called the oyster
bar -- a real dive
But I knew the owner, he used to play for the Dolphins
I said, "Hi, Gil!!!"
You hafta yell, he's hard of herring

CHORUS:
Think I had a wet dream
Cruisin' through the Gulf Stream
Oooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Wet dream...

Gil was also down on his luck
Fact is, he was barely keeping his head below water
I gullied up to the sandbar
He poured the usual
Rusty snail, hold the grunion, shaken, not stirred
With a peanut butter and jellyfish sandwich on the side -- heavy on the
mako
I slipped him a fin -- on porpoise
I was feeling good
I even dropped a sand dollar in the box for Jerry's Squids -- for the
halibut

Well, the place was crowded
We were packed in like sardines
They were all there to listen to the big band sounds of Tommy Dorsal --
what sole
Tommy was rockin' the place with a very popular tuna -- "Salmon Chanted
Evening"
And the stage was surrounded by screaming groupers
Probably there to see the bass player

One of them was this cute little yellowtail
And she's giving ME the eye
So I figure, this is my chance for a little fun
You know -- a piece of Pisces

But she said things I just couldn't fathom
She was too deep, and seemed to be under a lot of pressure
Boy, could she drink
She drank like a... she drank A LOT...
I said, "What's your sign?"
She said, "Aquarium"
I said, "GREAT!!! Let's get tanked!"

CHORUS

I invited her up to my place for a little midnight bait
I said, "C'mon baby, it'll only take a few minnows"
She threw me that same old line
"Not tonight -- I got a haddock"

And she wasn't kiddin' either, 'cuz in came the biggest, meanest looking
haddock I'd ever seen come down the pike
He was covered with mussels
He came over to me, he said, "Listen shrimp -- don't you come trolling
around here"
What a crab
This guy was steamed -- I could see the anchor in his eyes

I turned to him, I said, "Abalone -- You're just being shellfish"
Well, I knew it was going to be trouble, and so did Gil, 'cuz he was
already on the phone to the cods
The haddock hits me with a sucker punch
I catch him with a left hook
He eels over
It was a fluke, but there he was, lying on the deck, flat as a mackerel
Kelpless

I said, "Forget the cods, Gil, this guy's gonna need a sturgeon"
Well, the yellowtail was impressed with the way I landed her boyfriend
She came over to me, she said, "Hey big boy, you're really a game fish"
"What's your name?"
I said, "Marlin"

CHORUS

Well from then on, we had a whale of a time
I took her to dinner
I took her to dance
I bought her a bouquet of flounders
And then I went home with her
And what did I get for my trouble?
A case of the clams

CHORUS
CHORUS/FADE ]]> 2quilt http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/293-wet-dream-kip-addotta.html http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/cactus_jack/292-freedom.html Thu, 22 May 2008 07:48:17 GMT Freedom to be
by
C. Kem
080510


Tonight I was watching a video by Penn & Teller. Amazing the accuracy they provide with the humor and sarcasm. Accuracy and truth. Like in the videos “Patriotism” at http://youtube.com/watch?v=jF2iX2VG6e4 and “1st Amendment” at http://youtube.com/watch?v=xPhje8wepyg.
For anyone to really understand my reference to those videos, they should view them to get the idea presented. Penn and Teller do a far better job than I ever could through the use of their comedian techniques.

In the first video they speak of the symbolism of the American Flag. The freedoms, the liberties and the abilities to exercise our freedoms and liberties *because* of the American Flag. Especially the First Amendment. In the second video, of course as the title depicts, it is about the First Amendment.

So what is so important about the First Amendment anyhow? Consider what it is- “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.”
What this means is-
- that the Government can neither impose a state religion upon you nor punish you for exercising the religion of your choice.
- you may express your opinions, write and publish what you wish, gather peacefully with others.
- and you may ask Government to correct injustices.

So when you look at exactly what the First Amendment is comprised of, you soon see that it is more than freedom of religion, more than freedom of speech, and more than the right to seek a redress of grievances. It is literally the first and foremost of our Bill of Rights. But it is not there to tell us what we CAN do, instead it tells us what the government CANNOT do. It is one thing for us Americans to have rights. But it soon becomes a horse of a different color when our forefathers tell us not what our rights are but what our rights are AND what the government cannot do to interfere with those same rights. For someone to write something telling us what we can do, that is giving us privileges. But when they write something telling us what we can do and what is done to protect what we can do, THAT then becomes a right, an inviolable right that no one has any right or authority to prevent us from utilizing.

In the second video, a guest is brought in- Professor Chomski of Massachusetts Institute of Technology. And he refers to the use of a Nazi poster in a students bedroom. In a college dorm. The very private abode of all students. And as Prof. Chomski defined, “the home of the student”. Ok, let me understand this. Prof. Chomski feels that a college student does not have the right to have a Nazi flag or poster in their dorm room.

If the presence of the poster or flag was enough to offend one of the student’s roommates, that is understandable. But we are talking about the private refuge of the student’s “home”. Even Prof. Chomski said so himself. “...it is their home now. The college environment is their home.” (02:38-02:41) Their “home”? And somehow they are not entitled to the right to privacy and self-expression? William Gladstone once said "What is morally wrong cannot be politically right."

So let me get this straight. We have a college student, inside his home, prohibited by the college he attends the right to express himself and speak his peace INSIDE his own home. And what is the difference between him and myself? Besides that he may like Nazis and I do not? Does that make him better or worse than myself? Perhaps he is NO better nor any worse than myself, just that he has his own opinion? Or is that in and of itself any different than myself? After all, we all have our own opinions, right? Right.

So returning back to the similarities between the student and myself. He has a dorm room he calls home. I have an apartment. He paid for his rent, right? Of course, it is not often a student can stay on campus rent free. I sure did not when I went to college! So that is a similarity. He has a home and so do I. Now considering the college’s position, he cannot have a Nazi flag or poster in his dorm room. Does that mean that I cannot have a flag or poster in my apartment that is not of the school’s approval? Some people may say “why sure! He is living on campus!” Really? Actually, no. That is where his First Amendment is protected by federal law.

Like Section 1981.
• Title 42, Chapter 21, Subchapter I Section 1981- Equal rights under the law. (A) describes it perfectly- “Statement of equal rights.”
“All persons within the jurisdiction of the United States shall have the same right in every State and Territory to make and enforce contracts, to sue, be parties, give evidence, and to the full and equal benefit of all laws and proceedings for the security of persons and property as is enjoyed by white citizens, and shall be subject to like punishment, pains, penalties, taxes, licenses, and exactions of every kind, and to no other.”

And Section 1983.
• Title 42, Chapter 21, Subchapter I Section 1983- “Civil action for deprivation of rights.” Again, described so well-
“Every person who, under color of any statute, ordinance, regulation, custom, or usage, of any State or Territory or the District of Columbia, subjects, or causes to be subjected, any citizen of the United States or other person within the jurisdiction thereof to the deprivation of any rights, privileges, or immunities secured by the Constitution and laws, shall be liable to the party injured in an action at law, suit in equity, or other proper proceeding for redress, except that in any action brought against a judicial officer for an act or omission taken in such officer's judicial capacity, injunctive relief shall not be granted unless a declaratory decree was violated or declaratory relief was unavailable. For the purposes of this section, any Act of Congress applicable exclusively to the District of Columbia shall be considered to be a statute of the District of Columbia.”

And finally Section 1985.
• Title 42, Chapter 21, Subchapter I Section 1985- Conspiracy to interfere with civil rights. “(3) Depriving persons of rights or privileges.”
“If two or more persons in any State or Territory conspire or go in disguise on the highway or on the premises of another, for the purpose of depriving, either directly or indirectly, any person or class of persons of the equal protection of the laws, or of equal privileges and immunities under the laws; or for the purpose of preventing or hindering the constituted authorities of any State or Territory from giving or securing to all persons within such State or Territory the equal protection of the laws; or if two or more persons conspire to prevent by force, intimidation, or threat, any citizen who is lawfully entitled to vote, from giving his support or advocacy in a legal manner, toward or in favor of the election of any lawfully qualified person as an elector for President or Vice President, or as a Member of Congress of the United States; or to injure any citizen in person or property on account of such support or advocacy; in any case of conspiracy set forth in this section, if one or more persons engaged therein do, or cause to be done, any act in furtherance of the object of such conspiracy, whereby another is injured in his person or property, or deprived of having and exercising any right or privilege of a citizen of the United States, the party so injured or deprived may have an action for the recovery of damages occasioned by such injury or deprivation, against any one or more of the conspirators.”

So going back to the college student. Even Prof. Chomski said the dorm is their new home. Ok. And the difference between their home and my home is....? They pay rent. I pay rent. Only difference is I do not know of any college that allows students to pay on a month to month basis. Me, I can, and it is usually a yearly lease. But does it matter how they pay the rent? They are students and usually have to use student loans to pay their room and board in advance. Me, do not be concerned where I get my money because it is no ones true lawful concern. But does that matter? What if I won the lottery? What if I held up a bank? What if I had a rich uncle? And the difference between myself and that student is.....what, exactly? What is the relevance of what we have in common, you ask? Simple! If that student does not have the right to privacy and freedom of speech and freedom of expression inside their home, would that not mean I do not have those same rights either? Clearly relevant when you look at it from that perspective. So what would the college do? Inspect my home periodically to make sure I am obeying their opinions of what is acceptable? No. They do not have that right. But they do with other students? Why? Former US President James Wilson said "He that would make his own liberty secure, must guard even his enemy from oppression; for if he violates this duty, he establishes a precedent that will reach to himself."

One common argument is “because it is the college's property”. Actually that argument dos not hold water. The problem is the college is then the landlord and I know of no state where the landlord can censor or obstruct the opinions and views of their tenants. After all, the tenant pays the rent, right? The college students already have it paid in advance by at least a semester.

So the college is telling these students that they cannot have a Nazi flag or poster in their dorm room. Ok, why? Again, the student has the freedom of speech. Freedom of expression. Right to privacy. So the school takes down their freedom of expression. Which gets me to ask again, “why?” Because would that not mean the school is showing disrespect to their flag? No! No no no no NO! It’s a Nazi flag! Not the school’s flag, right? Right AND wrong. Right it is not officially the school’s flag, but wrong as the school’s actions are, they are very similar to the censorship exhibited upon the German people by, of all people, Adolf Hitler. So when they strip the students of their freedoms and rights in displaying Nazi memorabilia, they are actually showing respect for the teachings and words of Hitler by forcing, by shoving down the throats of their students, the censorship, and discrimination Hitler pushed.

I think Joseph Sobran has the ultimate answer for all of this- "The attempt to silence a man is the greatest honour you can bestow on him. It means you recognize his superiority to yourself."

Certainly gets one to think, does it not? ]]> cactus_jack http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/cactus_jack/292-freedom.html http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/no-twitch-tabitha/291-finally.html Mon, 19 May 2008 22:45:38 GMT Chewy!

He's such a cute little boy...yes you are. Aren't you? AREN'T YOU?

Ahem.

http://www.ptsdforum.org/album.php?a...=&pictureid=529 ]]> No-Twitch-Tabitha http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/no-twitch-tabitha/291-finally.html http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/no-twitch-tabitha/290-blender.html Sun, 18 May 2008 13:41:04 GMT I don't know if I've linked this, and I really don't care...it bears reading.

The 50 Worst Things Ever to Happen to Music:
http://www.blender.com/guide/articles.aspx?ID=1913

My only problem with this list (besides the fact that I confess a liking for Sgt Pepper) is that they don't say more about Sting. I want a Police reunion just so I can watch Stu Copeland kick his ass again.

Best quote: "...That’s why you sniveling whipper-snappers don’t appreciate the real value of music. Or Uriah Heep. Now get the hell off our lawn!" ]]> No-Twitch-Tabitha http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/no-twitch-tabitha/290-blender.html http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/no-twitch-tabitha/289-i-m-aunt-again.html Tue, 13 May 2008 15:36:45 GMT ...with the happy addition of a 3-yo male Pekingese to the Ealy family. His name is Chewy, and it was fairly evident why after about 10 minutes.

He doesn't chew on things; he makes these grunting noises as he moves about the house and when he encounters people. He sounds like Chewbacca. Otherwise, he's pretty quiet and loves the couch.

Being the dog lover that I am, I think he is so cuuuuuute. He's solid black with a white chest and he has more of a Yorkie or Maltese cut as opposed to what a Peke traditionally looks like. I think he may have one or the other in his line.

Any pictures of him are definitely going up -- when he stops moving! ]]> No-Twitch-Tabitha http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/no-twitch-tabitha/289-i-m-aunt-again.html http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/288-thingsyoungerthanjohnmcca-dot-com.html Tue, 13 May 2008 03:03:52 GMT Things younger than Republican Presidential candidate (oh, and did I forget to mention “war hero”?) John McCain

Am I being “age-ist”? Probably. But the world is a pretty complicated place right now and I’m thinking that it’s not such a great time to elect our oldest President ever. So sue me. Go see the website. ]]> 2quilt http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/288-thingsyoungerthanjohnmcca-dot-com.html http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/287-our-first-night-together.html Sun, 11 May 2008 01:48:05 GMT Now-Husband and I met ten days before this night, and fell in love at first sight. The 7th, 8th, and 9th nights I slept in his apartment on a blanket on the floor because I would not share his bed. I wanted him to respect me.

On the tenth night, I arrived at his apartment in a trench coat and teddie. He had Enya playing in the background, soft candle light and he was wearing nothing but a grin and 3-year old dirty-gray colored briefs that hug precariously on one hip, the elastic shot to hell.

The party began. Soon, I was lying with my soles to the ceiling, my shoulder-length hair draped in every direction. The fire alarm went off. I opened my eyes and he asked me how I was making that awful noise.

Just then we both saw the two-foot high flames at the ends of my hair. The candle on the nightstand and the pillowcase my head was on, touched. He twisted and punched out the flames with his hands, still...attached...to me, laying one elbow on my breast. Ow!

That ended that party. We had to open up the apartment and use the front door to fan out the smoke. The pillow was ruined, but my hair did not catch fire, thank goodness. We still have that pillow, the plastic zipper black and curled. That's how we started our lives together. ]]> 2quilt http://www.ptsdforum.org/blogs/2quilt/287-our-first-night-together.html