oh wow, when you said swim against the current I thought you meant writers only.
How much time do you all have....?!?!
How much time do you all have....?!?!
I might be swimming against the tide, but...
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He may not be swimming against the tide, but he came prepared...
Right. And next you're going to tell me The Sound of Music stinks too.
Like three day old fish.Right. And next you're going to tell me The Sound of Music stinks too.
Like three day old fish.
I knew CYB was a hater of TSOM, but you too skimom? The pain is too great.....
...........Slinks out of thread in search of Edelweiss.............
I hate cell phones
I hate the cutesie fake word veggies. It's like nails on a chalkboard when I hear someone say that. There are other cutesie fake words that bother me too. There is a new one that I have heard recently in fast food TV ads that is making me crazy; melty cheese instead of melted cheese.
I hate the cutesie fake word veggies. It's like nails on a chalkboard when I hear someone say that. There are other cutesie fake words that bother me too. There is a new one that I have heard recently in fast food TV ads that is making me crazy; melty cheese instead of melted cheese.
Can't stand George Clooney. Or Julia Roberts.
And i don't believe The writer Shakespeare ever lived in Avon as the books say.
And i don't believe The writer Shakespeare ever lived in Avon as the books say.
I agree with so many of these. Going against the grain is not always a bad thing!
I've been a "tide swimmer againster" pretty much all my life!Right. And next you're going to tell me The Sound of Music stinks too.
Stay At Home Mom -- one who doesn't work outside the home
I hate screaming goats (someone on the board likes them... I think so I'm probably in trouble....)
I've heard of the videos, but refuse to ever look at one.
(Of course, someone will now post one in this thread.)
I make have mentioned this before, but I don't like jazz. Or really, any kind of music where the point is to sit and watch other people play long, self-indulgent solos.
Look, I get it, you can really play! I rather assumed you could when they invited you to take the stage. And it appears you enjoy playing by yourself, and in front of a crowd to boot. You'll get no judgement from me, what you and your friends choose to do in the privacy of your seedy clubs is your business. But, pal, now are are using *my* music-enjoyment time to stroke your own....instrument, and I'm started to feel a little dirty and used.
Look, I get it, you can really play! I rather assumed you could when they invited you to take the stage. And it appears you enjoy playing by yourself, and in front of a crowd to boot. You'll get no judgement from me, what you and your friends choose to do in the privacy of your seedy clubs is your business. But, pal, now are are using *my* music-enjoyment time to stroke your own....instrument, and I'm started to feel a little dirty and used.
I'm not enamored with the Beatles. Or Elvis. They had their moments, and those moments were good. I moved on long ago.
I think we're too hung up on sex in almost every way.
I read Catcher in the Rye and watched Citizen Kane, and I wish I had those hours of my life back. I don't even remember the stories, hardly. Brain needs that space for worthwhile things.
I've never smoked tobacco. That might not seem swimming against the tide, but I grew up in a domestic and social haze of cigarette smoke, including my parents. But it never attracted me in the slightest. Nor was I tempted to smoke, toke, or drop in college.
I don't mind changing diapers, buying feminine hygiene products, holding my wife's purse, or picking up our dog's doots from the yard or while out on a walk. It's just part of life. No big deal. If it gets messy, we got soap and water.
I think we're too hung up on sex in almost every way.
I read Catcher in the Rye and watched Citizen Kane, and I wish I had those hours of my life back. I don't even remember the stories, hardly. Brain needs that space for worthwhile things.
I've never smoked tobacco. That might not seem swimming against the tide, but I grew up in a domestic and social haze of cigarette smoke, including my parents. But it never attracted me in the slightest. Nor was I tempted to smoke, toke, or drop in college.
I don't mind changing diapers, buying feminine hygiene products, holding my wife's purse, or picking up our dog's doots from the yard or while out on a walk. It's just part of life. No big deal. If it gets messy, we got soap and water.
I think dandelions are pretty.
I don't love shoes. Or makeup.
I don't love shoes. Or makeup.
Thank you, Ms. Mod. I missed that question
I am not too torn up about Hemingway, Faulkner, or Atwood.
...lessee, I'm a white boy in rural Ohio who likes people of all colors, creeds, national origins and lifestyles, opera is a bunch hooey, most "hot" painters these days look like they graduated from the "elephant with a brush in his trunk" school, I love guns, I live gas guzzling hoggish Jeeps-and maybe shockingly to some-I don't give a rat's hind end if ya'll think I'm nuttier than a seven year old fruitcake....I know there are a certain few here that would holler in joy if I disappeared and you ya know what?-I'm gonna sleep just fine....ooo yeah, chocolate chip cookies AREN'T the bestest ever....