I've got the $20, I'm ready to punch the donate button, but after smoking what you offer as an incentive, I can't find my phone. PS. I hope Corinne has forgiven you as well as Jen. A little forgiveness goes a long way.
So much fun to write a stream of consciousness, and so much more productive than the pond of unconsciousness. Keep floating downstream and reporting the view.
Awww Garrison. Thirty five years ago we saw you on PHC at the beautiful World Theatre in Minneapolis, MN. It was in the middle of the winter carnival, so it was difficult to tell the ice sculptures from pedestrians. We finally figured out the ice sculptures moved faster. After the show, we got to spend about 20 minutes with you (we were part of a public radio group); asking questions, taking photos (pre "selfies"), and you wrote us a delightful autograph which reads: "To Russ & Cheryl... the stalwart couple." Upon returning home we took that and made a wonderfully framed memory, which still hangs in our living room above the fireplace. And as we celebrate a mere 35 years of marital euphoric commitment this month, we wanted you to know that we are still as "stalwart" as ever. But we also wanted to ask you a question. Where do we go after successfully maintaining "stalwarthiness" for 35 years?? Do you have any words or advice or a new moniker for us as we sail into the next 35 years?? Cheers! Russ & Cheryl
This is wonderful -- giggly, sad, hopeless and hopeful. I'm an old bag, in my '80s, and regain strength when I think of your advice to be watchful, to look at the clouds pretending to be a dog or cat or god, to take deep breath, I'm not so frightened. Thank you.
I love this stuff, giggling and laughing until the end.... When you get into that long sentence stream of anxiety riffing, it cracks me up.
In related news, yesterday I read about a lovely 91 year old woman who is finally able to retire because of her GoFundMe campaign. How's that for coolness? Apparently, there's enough money floating around with nothing to do that folks could send it to someone they don't know and have never heard of.
So funny, but scarily plausible!
O Tempora O Mores....
OMG... You nailed it.... again.
But the canceled shows.... that's worrisome.
Your timing is impeccable. Oddly enough, that’s all pretty much exactly what happened to me yesterday.
“Embittered old crone” is mean.
One of your best- at the end I thought of Trump's money raising schemes- you need to write for that poor man- he needs the money- and the attention!.
Great piece; it made me laugh aloud-- and deserves much more of a response than I have time to say!
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I've got the $20, I'm ready to punch the donate button, but after smoking what you offer as an incentive, I can't find my phone. PS. I hope Corinne has forgiven you as well as Jen. A little forgiveness goes a long way.
So much fun to write a stream of consciousness, and so much more productive than the pond of unconsciousness. Keep floating downstream and reporting the view.
That was a lot of fun. I read the passage about tge password-security questions out loud to My Beloved, who enjoyed it.
(And, like you, to whom I long ago signed over all responsibilities of my/our financial guidance; the wisest thing I’ve ever done.)
Like others above, I hope that the sudden cancellations don’t indicate anything too onerous.
Be well.
(P.S. We’ll keep the chili warm for you.)
Not sure what I just read. "Read to the end". A sense of depression within. Am I missing something larger?
Same here, Mr Roeder.
Awww Garrison. Thirty five years ago we saw you on PHC at the beautiful World Theatre in Minneapolis, MN. It was in the middle of the winter carnival, so it was difficult to tell the ice sculptures from pedestrians. We finally figured out the ice sculptures moved faster. After the show, we got to spend about 20 minutes with you (we were part of a public radio group); asking questions, taking photos (pre "selfies"), and you wrote us a delightful autograph which reads: "To Russ & Cheryl... the stalwart couple." Upon returning home we took that and made a wonderfully framed memory, which still hangs in our living room above the fireplace. And as we celebrate a mere 35 years of marital euphoric commitment this month, we wanted you to know that we are still as "stalwart" as ever. But we also wanted to ask you a question. Where do we go after successfully maintaining "stalwarthiness" for 35 years?? Do you have any words or advice or a new moniker for us as we sail into the next 35 years?? Cheers! Russ & Cheryl
The next step is The Pleasure of Your Company. Seize the day and enjoy it for all its worth.
This is wonderful -- giggly, sad, hopeless and hopeful. I'm an old bag, in my '80s, and regain strength when I think of your advice to be watchful, to look at the clouds pretending to be a dog or cat or god, to take deep breath, I'm not so frightened. Thank you.
I love this stuff, giggling and laughing until the end.... When you get into that long sentence stream of anxiety riffing, it cracks me up.
In related news, yesterday I read about a lovely 91 year old woman who is finally able to retire because of her GoFundMe campaign. How's that for coolness? Apparently, there's enough money floating around with nothing to do that folks could send it to someone they don't know and have never heard of.
Garrison, did you write this after your were three fourths through that pound and half??
Nope. Never had a pound and a half or even an ounce.
I expected such. I am troubled by your piece--your marriage brings strength to mine and the words in this article seemed to be hurting. Bless you all.
Thanks for making us all smile that smile when you read something pleasurable