Things that make you go ugh!

in Weekend Experiences4 days ago (edited)


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Considering my exceedingly high standards, lifelong pursuit of perfection, and the fact that my childhood nickname at home was “Prim and Proper,” it should come as no surprise that there are a myriad of things I find revolting.

Slovenliness. Sloth. Scanty clothing (unless worn by men with the physique of Jean-Claude Van Damme). Public displays of affection. Cats. Meat. Alcohol. And, of course, all forms of antisocial behaviour, including, but not limited to, spitting, shouting, urinating in public, and failing to form an orderly queue.

I could go on, but I am not one given to verbosity.

Neither am I much given to caring about anything beyond my family, friends, and chickens. Once upon a time, I was a bleeding heart, agonising over starving babies in Biafra, the Sandinistas, the fate of humanity, the shrinking Amazon rainforest, and the imminent extinction of the sharp-snouted day frog.

But now that I understand we are likely living in a programmed reality — that all the world’s a stage and the show must go on — I confine my concerns to the smaller picture. There’s little point having a coronary over a landslide killing 100 in Mongolia, when there's not a bloody thing you can do about it.

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If I did have a heart attack, it would be a miracle. Sure, amn’t I slim, trim, and brimful of energy? I don’t eat rubbish, I walk miles around in circles every day, I keep well clear of the medical profession, and I don’t worry about a thing.

If the impossible did happen and my heart broke, I’d take it as proof that all my healthy habits were in vain. I’d give up training, buy a television, and spend the rest of my days sitting on the couch eating doughnuts.

It wouldn’t surprise me in the least if my so-called healthy lifestyle turns out to be a waste of time and ends with me babbling incoherently in some care home. I mean, my brother is enormously fat, eats cake all day, and never walks further than the postbox, yet at sixty-seven, he’s never known a day’s illness.

And isn’t everything in this mad world inverted? Left is right, right is wrong, and Glamour UK has given its “Women of the Year” award to nine men.
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Posted in response to galenkp's weekend experience
prompt asking: Name three things that you care about and explain why. What revolts you and why?and, You have a heart attack but survive...what things do you change about your life and why?

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Pursuit of, and the attainment of, perfection I presume. 🙃

Becca 🌷

Alas, dear girl, still achieving, still pursuing. But I'm only 63. There's time yet !

63 years young and still a long way to go.

Becca 🌷

And here I am, cooking bacon while being scolded by a cat. I don't have alcohol. I had two drinks over the course of Halloween though. Am I revolting enough?

Hahaha, For an ex-librarian with anarchist leanings, I can forgive almost anything!

What about wearing plaid with paisley? And argyle socks?

I said almost!

I get that scolding... Alot!

(unless worn by men with the physique of Jean-Claude Van Damme).

It's not the size of the ship that matters, it's the motion of the ocean, as they say, but if you're looking at that physique hoping, he isn't packing like that. Details of his nasty divorce a few years ago.

I practiced Karate when I was much younger and used to love watching his moves.

I was into it too as a teen. Tae Kwon Do and Okinawan Shorin Ryu, second degree blue, and didn't stay in it much longer than yellow in the later. I liked Billy Jack, Steven Segal, Van Dam, Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon, and exceptionally enjoyed Kill Bill, but must admit I do have a bias for bad ass chick movies regardless of martial art abilities, probably because I am a chick and bad ass chick movies are far and few compared to men.

The Kill Bill films were brilliant. They sure don't make films like they used to!

You never see an orderly line around here, it's really terrible. And to top it all off, people tend to leave and ask the person in front of them to save their place in line... Fuck! Everyone is supposed to stand in line facing forward, a lack of common sense.

Whenever my father saw a queue, he’d toss a few shillings on the ground as he sauntered past. While everyone scrambled for the money, he’d calmly step into the line near the front. It used to work a treat, but I've never dared to try it myself.

Oh my fucking god, you made me spit my breakfast with the "women of the year", I went to search details of that...

Well Churchill lived long and he smoked and drank so much, your brother might be like him

I went to search details of that...

You mean you didn't believe me? D'y' know that Dolly Parton once entered a Dolly look-alike contest and lost — to a man?:)

No I just wanted to read the full bullcrap of that new woke story...

Lol

Next time I'll apply for chair of the year, after all if I percept myself as a chair who can't deny that I am

If the impossible did happen and my heart broke, I’d take it as proof that all my healthy habits were in vain. I’d give up training, buy a television, and spend the rest of my days sitting on the couch eating doughnuts.

lol...this bit had me rolling on the floor

Sorry about that! Carpet and not tiles, I hope:0

It wouldn’t surprise me in the least if my so-called healthy lifestyle turns out to be a waste of time

isn’t everything in this mad world inverted?

What more to say?

I'm happy for your brother :)

You sound as befuddled as I am㋛

My brother is a medical miracle. I'm certain if he went near a GP he'd be diagnosed with at least ten life threatening illness. But as they say, what you don 't know doesn't hurt you!:)

Well, after a bleeding heart time I've decided to care about nothing and noone else but my sons, always keeping in mind your "set mind to it" phrase. One never ceases to learn and certainly it is a bloody-nicely-fucking-sweet pleasure for me to be learning since a while ago from somebody like you, whom in this life I wpuld love to meet one day and talk a bit to hear a couple of truths and learn a couple more things.
One more matter...
Those wonderful images of yours...where do you take them from?

😊 Thanks!

I take all the pictures up alleyways and down lanes in Dublin. I love street artI and I've been collecting it for years.

Nice pictures then, I've said that before I guess. I love street art too but we can't find much of it here. Not interesting anyway and not at least in the streets I usually walk through.

I'm surprised to hear that. I imagined bands of wandering revolutionaries painting anti-government slogans on every available wall.

I'm sure there are plenty of them(us) wanting to, but no, too many "restrictions".

hahahaha you have to be the only person who would ruin your healthy lifestyle after a heart attack, although I cannot see you in front of a TV with a doughnut. So, I don't believe you.

But I do get you! I spend so many hours of every day feeding myself, I'd be disillusioned after any kind of health event too. I even grow my own! It's absurd, and it better work.

You don't like cats?! That is news to me. The rest I already knew.

No, I adore the flea-ridden little blighters! I'm just trying to annoy galenkp and the Krazzy Trucker bloke.

Well maybe your only slightly babbling then..?

Crazy like a FOX you are I see...untitled.gif

🙀I'm only half crazy. I knew you'd bite!

I almost forgot, I asked my brother about the insiders club. He said it took up too much of his time, was just a talking shop, so he left. He's a man of few words.

It does take a lot of time, but there's access to a lot of info, and guidance about how to learn. I got chastised by Mr W for asking a question today, a question I'd spent a long time crafting so it wouldn't seem like I was asking for advice. Not fun! A bit like trying to talk to one of the boy kings here, who simply can not see things from my perspective. No more than I can see from theirs.

Really? The cad! I can't abide behaviour like that. There's never an excuse for rudeness.
My brother follows Martin Armstrong's Socrates programme and does very well.

A couple others of the big wigs helped me out, so I'm over it. But I'll have to remember not to tag Mr. W. Which I had not done, but he chimed in anyway. I've been giving some homeopathic advice, even to Jeff. He was gracious about it!

When I seen that You Loath My CAT...

I just assume You are already in that home babbling with a keyboard. 😳

Sammi Jo when I told her You Hate Her Guts.!!

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She thinks She is a DOG and the Ragdoll breed is the cat that is most dog like in it's behaviors.

I see you didn't list little yappy ankle biter dogs like ToTo... 🐕

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Hahaha. All cats look at me like that:) Tell Sammi Jo she's AOK. Any friend of a Krazzy Trucker is a pal of mine!

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