tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419227472809841118.post1385800847231068055..comments2014-06-16T10:18:40.691-07:00Comments on mental slip: The death of Dr. KJhon Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05952691262605706711noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419227472809841118.post-87944016147551041162011-06-05T19:49:58.301-07:002011-06-05T19:49:58.301-07:00@Mrs. Pickle - really? The only thing you can say ...@Mrs. Pickle - really? The only thing you can say after reading this post is "when was the last time you gave your beard a trim?" - wow - what a fucking bitch.Karahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12102683897661686236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419227472809841118.post-40349547925499920162011-06-04T11:59:47.346-07:002011-06-04T11:59:47.346-07:00Probably a few weeks ago - it's longer now tha...Probably a few weeks ago - it's longer now than in that photo - some people are meant for awesome beards instead of neatly trimmed and unmanly faces of pubic hair styling. I always thought that guys with goatees looked like pussies - literally, if they slightly pucker their lips it looks like there is a snatch in the middle of their face, not wanting to look like that I go for the Ginsberg, Hemingway, Darwin... et cetera -Jhon Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05952691262605706711noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419227472809841118.post-7540624625871357082011-06-04T11:46:43.313-07:002011-06-04T11:46:43.313-07:00When was the last time you gave your beard a trim?...When was the last time you gave your beard a trim?<br /><br />picklesinmyass.blogspot.comMrs. Picklehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00965905639937505080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419227472809841118.post-69654916610112232272011-06-03T07:16:17.937-07:002011-06-03T07:16:17.937-07:00That's how Mr. D - that owned this home before...That's how Mr. D - that owned this home before Mom went. He had become terribly ill, surgery hadn't worked. So he waited until Margaret (his wife) went to the beauty parlor, set out all his monies (he was a cash hoarder), put towels and such down on the kitchen floor to help avert some of the mess, called 911, and pulled the trigger. Margaret met the ambulance in the drive. <br /><br />They are both still here to this day. Margaret takes care of me on bad days. Mr. D makes sure we're not fucking up his house - and I suspect he's Winston's buddy.<br /><br />Rambling - sorry. Your post just reminded me of their story. I don't know that I have ever told anyone. They are both such a comfort to me. I guess I was being selfish and not wanting to share them until now.<br /><br />I think I had a point, too, initially - seems to have gotten lost in the memories.Crayotic Ramblingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13480766951670643937noreply@blogger.com