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Out on the Limb

Thanks! I needed that...

Tuesday, August 31, 2004

The period of greatest gain in knowledge and experience is the most difficult period in one's life.

~ Dalai Lama

posted by Deb, 4:47 AM | link | 0 comments |

Wa La

Monday, August 30, 2004

There are so many kinds of blogs out there. Browsing is endlessly fascinating I think. Occasionally I run across a string of blogs with the same words coming to the surface:


We all have those days. In fact, I'm having a rather severe case today. More like lonely and depressed which really isn't my style. Nevertheless...

So I'm about to give some advice and should take my medicinal advice as well. (Hint: If you don't want advice, stop reading here. I don't want to hear any bitching and moaning from you.)

1) bored - help out other people and/or Earth. There is plenty to do to keep you busy. If you have time to be bored, then apparently you are not having to spend every spare moment struggling to survive. And since you are reading this on a computer, you apparently are priviledged. Be grateful. Share your wealth of time. Wa la!!...end of boredom.

2) lonely - help out other people and/or Earth. We can solve problems by working together. It's a quick cure for lonliness. There are tons of good caring people out there. Participate. Wa la!!...end of loneliness.

3) tired - help out other people and/or Earth. Giving is energizing. You have to give away energy to get it back. Wa la!!...end of being tired.

I'm going to go harvest my pears now so that I can share them with my co-workers tomorrow. Helping doesn't have to be earth-shaking. How about you?

My blog "participation" has a link to help Tongass National Forest. All you have to do is click. Simple.

Namaste from Deb
posted by Deb, 1:18 PM | link | 0 comments |


Saturday, August 28, 2004

Hello World Community !

I am headed out to Tibetfest, Seattle, soon. Anybody need anything?

posted by Deb, 8:24 AM | link | 0 comments |

A Bird's Eye View of Testosterone

Friday, August 27, 2004

Apparently, I have some hormone-fueled songbirds right here in my own backyard (north of Seattle)!

I notice that the females are saying "yes" to testerone, and "no" to wimpy.
Edit that thought: Maybe the females don't have a say in the matter. Yikes!

I am curious to know if the Townsend's hormone levels are natural, or a by-product of our interference with Mother Nature. If I find out, I will certainly let you, my imaginary readers, know the whole truth.
posted by Deb, 10:01 AM | link | 0 comments |

those cats

Wednesday, August 25, 2004

I have 2 cats. I'm really a dog person; and I have 1 dog. My dog likes cats better than I do...except for Smitty the cat. Smitty is a dog hater and has made that very clear. Then he wonders why he doesn't have any friends! Smitty is neurotic; and scared of everything. I feel sorry for him. He waits for me to go to bed and then crawls up on my chest...and drools. (nasty) I have him trained not to come too close to my face. I could have a hundred pets and I'll bet Smitty wouldn't like any of them.

I know some people like that too.
posted by Deb, 7:35 PM | link | 2 comments |

Saturday, August 21, 2004

be free
posted by Deb, 4:49 PM | link | 0 comments |

no pun intended

Saturday, August 07, 2004

Outhouse trivia: A moon and stars were used in colonial times to designate the sex of the outhouses. Originally the moon was for women and the star was for the men. But the men's outhouse was usually in such disrepair, everyone wanted to use the women's outhouse. ...so, eventually they quit using the stars altogether.

Deb note: Since we are talking colonial times, it is safe to assume men built the two outhouses (one for each sex). It is also a good guess that two were built, instead of one, at the request of the women. Otherwise, this hard-working man could cut his work in half and just build one outhouse...which is what eventually came to pass (no pun intended).

But let's back up again (no pun intended). I have established that it was the women who wanted separate outhouses and apparently expected the men to clean up after themselves. However...the men were not so inclined. My question is...knowing that the men were not only slobs, and lazy slobs as well, why would the women allow the men to use their facilities? Answer---the men didn't ask. They just moved on over to the cleaner area and proceeded to foul that as well, which the women cleaned up. After the women discovered they were "stuck" (we know better now gals...right?) cleaning up after the men...a separate facility was no longer desired by the women.
posted by Deb, 9:01 AM | link | 1 comments |

when in Rome...

When in the body of a donkey
learn to love eating grass

Old Tibetan proverb
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