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When Food Meets Music: Jazzfest
05-04-2010, 03:51 AM (This post was last modified: 05-04-2010 04:18 AM by ePhilosopher9.)
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RE: When Food Meets Music: Jazzfest

Brutus Wrote:
reading between your lines in posts that night I could understand where the grief was coming from and that's why Spike and I left them in. Neither of us wants to play the roll of censor. The last three days the spill is on the front page of papers here in Cowfart and I'm looking at a pic of an oil-soaked northern gannet as I type. So my heart goes out to you and everyone who is going to be immediately affected as the results wash ashore. Hang in there amigo and my thoughts are with you.

B & S

Thank you very kindly for your words. Actually, I'm embarrased by my lunatic posts, and would prefer if you took them down, but i'm sure you have more important things to do than censorship. It's up to you, though. I'll just have to redeem myself in future posts. Goodness, you saw me actually losing it! Well, it just goes to show how great a motivator fear can be. The fight or flight instict kicks in. Or perhaps it was just one of the many stages of dealing with grief or loss: anger. But obvioulsy it was misdirected, and I played the fool. Ugh, I could crawl under a rock. Speaking of flight, that northern gannet is a beautiful white bird. It's so sad to see it discolored like that. With around 400 different species at stake, it's disheartening to sit there and watch the doom approach and not be able to do anything about it. I forgot to mention the pelicans and the turtles... and I will have to tell you about the alligator in the forum. Again, thank you for your understanding and concern.

Dear "Spike" and Brutus,

I must sincerely apologize for my craziness, and I was hoping you could delete those posts from Thursday evening. There's no excuse for me, I just wanted to explain myself. Too much beer in the sun at an all day festival put me in an odd mood, especially when I returned home and saw the news that this oil spill is a thousand times worse than previously thought. I was one man on the edge of a "quiet breakdown", but unfortunately the word "quiet" was forgotten. I'll keep my mouth shut. Or like that oil spill, I should put a cork in it. It's truly about the spill. Having survived Hurricane Katrina, it took all of my strength just to keep holding on. It's been a long uphill battle of rebuilding, having lost everything in that Hurricane, and had emotionally took it's toll on me, mentally and physically. I thought I was done, and I figured it was a once in a lifetime thing to have to deal with. When I heard that the oil spill will be yet another disaster, it kind of drove me byond the margin of error. Just coming to realize that this oil spill will change my whole way of life. I was worried about the environmental catastrophe, and the death of all those busy little creatures chasing out their destinies. I love fishing in the marshlands and beaches down here. To lose that is atrocious. And a life without shrimp, crabs, oysters, and fish is just unimaginable to me. Katrina was the biggest natural disaster in American history, and now it looks like this oil spill will be the biggest environmental, man made disaster in history. Why can't we just have a simple run of the mill disaster here? Why does it always have to be the biggest and baddest in history? How much is too much? How much is "more than a man can endure"? Give me a drab day anyday. But as they say, God only gives people as much as they can handle. Damn kindness that can kill! And what doesn't kill is makes us 'stranger'. OK, having survived the initial shock, I'll be back to the normal, nice guy that you thought that I was initially, for you were right. Enough of my pity pot. I know everyone goes through difficult things in life, and everyone has a story of despair, heartache, and struggle. So I'll regroup, and keep myself in check from now on. For I truly do appreciate you allowing me to be here and interact with you. I'm humbled and honored to be included here. So, I'm sorry, and look forward to seeing you in Albuquerque and West Palm Beach, from first to last!


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RE: When Food Meets Music: Jazzfest - ePhilosopher9 - 05-04-2010 03:51 AM
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