oh i used to love this band. the original band members are not all dead are they? this is all news to me! this sounds like a wonderful concert and im cracking up at the camera efforts. i am always caught when i try and record or take pix and within 10 seconds of turning it on. ya did good!
no, no, no....i meant that syd barrett and richard wright of the orginal pink floyd were dead....not the members of the aussie band.....sorry for the confusion...
glad i made you laugh...it was funny and nerve wracking doing it....lol! my thoughts were that because i have a digital camera, if i would have been caught, they might have made me erase what i had and perhaps kept my camera till after the show....and that would not have been cool....lol.
oh i used to love this band. the original band members are not all dead are they? this is all news to me! this sounds like a wonderful concert and im cracking up at the camera efforts. i am always caught when i try and record or take pix and within 10 seconds of turning it on. ya did good!
I'm interested in hearing how it went as well. It's an Australian band that covers Pink Floyd exclusively. Were you able to tell that it wasn't Roger or David up there?
thanks psych lit and cat for asking.....the show was absolutely phenomenal! it was a sold out show...and there were people walking around asking if anyone was selling their tickets...they started out doing the songs from The Wall album...it was truly incredible.......during the Wall part of the concert they didn't do any laser lights...but there was a huge screen behind the band that showed typical floyd videos...very different and captivating and...uh..dont even know what word i am looking for...but..wow. the woman that went with me just lost her son a month ago....and gosh..they played the song Mother and she just cried...the words and the video of the mom rocking her baby...and, well, you had to be there...there were a couple of others that really got to her too..during intermission she said, gee, some of those songs are really depressing...no wonder i did so much THC listening to pink floyd as a teenager....lol! anyway, the first half was an hour and half then a fifteen minute intermission....the second half was the greatest hits portion...again...fantastic! even the couple of songs i didn't know. this second half was full of the laser and strobe lights, and of course more videos....some of these were more of the faster songs and lots of people (us included) up dancing and arms waving...really cool. the second set was also another hour and a half....so three hours...and it seemed like minutes....it was that good....
alright, so now the camera issue...lol...there were signs everywhere (and even two ladies, that i saw, carrying signs) that there was no picture taking allowed, no audio or video recording devices..blah! so anyway, my camera made its way in with me in my back pocket....BUT being so close to the front, and lots of security people around....didn't make it very favorable for picture taking....sooooooo, onto plan B....i told the woman with me during intermission what i wanted to do...the camera was going on her leg, and she needed to hold my sweat jacket to hide the light from the back and the red light in the front until i got the camera on and buttons pushed....the bad part was that i wasn't able to determine what the camera lens was seeing....so as soon as i heard "Comfortably Numb" start....it was time to act...went well, except, for my fear of getting caught....she and i were sitting really close hoping the security people would just think we were cuddling or something and not be too interested. then one time the jacket came off part way...oops! covered back up but after a few minutes another security guy came and started talking with the one right by us...and, well, in my guilty conscience i was sure they were talking about me and my camera...lol...so i only got to record 4 min. 10 secs....but the audio portion is pretty good considering...lol. the video, not so much...lol! my friend Kris came over this evening and i played the video for her..and she says, gosh! you think after all these years their voices would sound a little different...they sound like they did when i was a kid...i said, well, its the "aussie" pink floyd....they only play pink floyd but are not the 'real' pink floyd...she kinda looked at me, and i said well, pink floyd is dead, and after the group disbanded, there was a lot of animosity...and she says, well yeah, but not everyone is (dead). you mean there are no members of the original pink floyd there? i said, no....and she was totally floored...she said, that is amazing..they sound exactly like the real pink floyd...and yes, they seriously, really do. they dont look like them, but if you closed your eyes....you would swear it was actually pink floyd.
during intermission i was talking with one of the ladies that works for/with the band, travels with them...anyway, she said that the keyboardist, Jason Sawford is actually the only australian....the rest are british except for one of the women back up singers, who is polish.
to answer your question cat...as i said above, if you closed your eyes, no. you would never know it was not roger or david up there. it was that flippin' fabulous....!
one interesting fact, is that David Gilmore actually asked the aussie pink floyd to perform for his 50th birthday party....
ok...if i do this correctly, then you should see a pic of the sign going into ruth eckerd hall...and yes, we actually did stop the car on the way in so i could roll my window down and take the pic...lol...kinda funny cause the line was long going in...and the two other ladies were like you cant stop here...and i was like yes i can...just one sec...lol....
ok, and i finally figured out how to upload the video onto you tube...now remember the video sucks but i was going for the audio anyway....i had to put it on you tube since photobucket wont allow any more than 100MB...
omg.....you just got me all excited again...i am going to the pink floyd concert tomorrow (thursday) night...have 7th row seats...
and so how was it?
I'm interested in hearing how it went as well. It's an Australian band that covers Pink Floyd exclusively. Were you able to tell that it wasn't Roger or David up there?
omg.....you just got me all excited again...i am going to the pink floyd concert tomorrow (thursday) night...have 7th row seats...
and so how was it?
.here is part of the write up: For the first time in more than twenty-five years, Pink Floyds legendary rock opera The Wall (Another Brick in the Wall (Part 1), Hey You, Comfortably Numb) will be performed live in its entirety. The world premiere of this amazing new production will include animation, lasers and inflatables. The concert concludes with a special Pink Floyd greatest hits encore.
hopefully, i can bring my camera...'course, knowing me...if they say i cant, i will have to sneak it in...lol!
I worked a touring Pink Floyd laser show that was WAY cool. The only problem was I was afraid of going to the rest room through the lobby, for fear of getting a contact high -- never before had the scent of MJ so permeated that venue. LOL. Well, Maybe NYE with Jerry Riopelle... but other than THAT! LOL.
Well, THAT took me a while to figure out! Actually, all day. I "get it", I really, "get it" now.
Nightowlhoot3 wrote: Well, if you have a pair of those cheapie cardboard "3D" glasses, be sure to take them with, or they'll hit you up for a bundle at the venue for 'em, and you will want to have them. And enjoy!
BoxDog wrote: You can't have any pudding if you don't eat your meat! How can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat?
P.F.
The Pink ROCKS!
I worked a touring Pink Floyd laser show that was WAY cool. The only problem was I was afraid of going to the rest room through the lobby, for fear of getting a contact high -- never before had the scent of MJ so permeated that venue. LOL. Well, Maybe NYE with Jerry Riopelle... but other than THAT! LOL.
omg.....you just got me all excited again...i am going to the pink floyd concert tomorrow (thursday) night...have 7th row seats....here is part of the write up: For the first time in more than twenty-five years, Pink Floyds legendary rock opera The Wall (Another Brick in the Wall (Part 1), Hey You, Comfortably Numb) will be performed live in its entirety. The world premiere of this amazing new production will include animation, lasers and inflatables. The concert concludes with a special Pink Floyd greatest hits encore.
hopefully, i can bring my camera...'course, knowing me...if they say i cant, i will have to sneak it in...lol!
Well, if you have a pair of those cheapie cardboard "3D" glasses, be sure to take them with, or they'll hit you up for a bundle at the venue for 'em, and you will want to have them. And enjoy!
BoxDog wrote: You can't have any pudding if you don't eat your meat! How can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat?
P.F.
The Pink ROCKS!
I worked a touring Pink Floyd laser show that was WAY cool. The only problem was I was afraid of going to the rest room through the lobby, for fear of getting a contact high -- never before had the scent of MJ so permeated that venue. LOL. Well, Maybe NYE with Jerry Riopelle... but other than THAT! LOL.
omg.....you just got me all excited again...i am going to the pink floyd concert tomorrow (thursday) night...have 7th row seats....here is part of the write up: For the first time in more than twenty-five years, Pink Floyds legendary rock opera The Wall (Another Brick in the Wall (Part 1), Hey You, Comfortably Numb) will be performed live in its entirety. The world premiere of this amazing new production will include animation, lasers and inflatables. The concert concludes with a special Pink Floyd greatest hits encore.
hopefully, i can bring my camera...'course, knowing me...if they say i cant, i will have to sneak it in...lol!
BoxDog wrote: You can't have any pudding if you don't eat your meat! How can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat?
P.F.
The Pink ROCKS!
I worked a touring Pink Floyd laser show that was WAY cool. The only problem was I was afraid of going to the rest room through the lobby, for fear of getting a contact high -- never before had the scent of MJ so permeated that venue. LOL. Well, Maybe NYE with Jerry Riopelle... but other than THAT! LOL.
the board is very glitchy tonight. anybody else having problems?
Sorry, wasn't around last night. Seems OK thus far today, but this is my first post. :) Hope your problems have evaporated...
sometimes when i hit quote i get hypertext and when i try and post around it, it sends the reply into oblivion. not sure why. usually i can back arrow and it comes up right but last night that didnt happen. the above quote is in hypertext too. it seems to work when i leave it alone but if i try and trim the quote i lose all but whats beyond the last space.
I get that hypertext stuff once in a while, too, but in my case anyway, if I wait a couple of beats it converts to the regular stuff.
Psych Lit wrote:i got stuck with her for a large part of the time because for whatever reason her hubby liked me and kind of followed me around. i liked him too he had early stage dementia according to her but he seemed ok to me and was a sweet ole guy who kinda reminded me of my dad but the more he chatted to people the worse she behaved saying things like what can i do i have to take him i cant leave him alone as tho hes a potted plant and cant hear what shes saying.
Gad, how terrible.
she was the organizer for her group so during the dinner event she turns to one of her people and asks how her dinner was. the woman says i am a vegan and i special ordered a vegan dinner but the kitchen says they never got the order. she then looks at the womans plate and says well they gave you mashed potatoes and squash whats the problem? the woman tries to explain how she cant eat things cooked with animal products or cooked close enough to animal products where there might be some transfer so "linda blair" turns to the rest of the table and says theres always one in every group. im sitting there listening to this and i am speechless, yanno?
Wadda b-word!
Once, when I was flying somewhere, (prior to 9-11, back when things were WAY different) I'd put in for the vegetarian meal, and they brought me a non-vegetarian meal. I mentioned it, the flight attendant got all huffy with me, and said they'd given it to someone else, so too bad for me. I was sort of surprised, and said: "but I'm vegetarian" and she said (loudly): "Ya eat the meat or you don't eat!"
That's on my pile of things I meant to discuss with a "higher up" at some point, and never did. The thing was, if she'd only been civil with me, ya know? Or even said "I'm sorry." She didn't though. She was ticked (they were one flight attendant short on the flight, and she did mention that to me) but still -- this was back in the day when customers mattered on airplanes, ya know? "Ya eat the meat or you don't eat." LOL. I don't think I'll ever forget that.
You can't have any pudding if you don't eat your meat! How can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat?
the board is very glitchy tonight. anybody else having problems?
Sorry, wasn't around last night. Seems OK thus far today, but this is my first post. :) Hope your problems have evaporated...
sometimes when i hit quote i get hypertext and when i try and post around it, it sends the reply into oblivion. not sure why. usually i can back arrow and it comes up right but last night that didnt happen. the above quote is in hypertext too. it seems to work when i leave it alone but if i try and trim the quote i lose all but whats beyond the last space.
lol i have so many comments but i will be PC and just stfu.
milo, the old fart
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funny, i see this all the time at the other end of the spectrum, i as an old azzed adult am forced to tolerate children and young adults who act like they were raised in a cave, while their parents do nothing to improve the environment around them.
maybe the people in question were also jerks when they were young?
i considered this. especially at the beginning of this event. with the first person i thought, geesh whats her problem? but by the end of the day, what are the odds of 40 such people on one bus? i suppose it could happen but i sort of doubt it. for the record i dont like seeing out of control kiddos either. i think there is a certain amount of training slack we need to give kids and parents but there are also rules that should be in place. why bring a 2 year old to a fancy restaurant or a late night movie? when the kids act up in these places i blame the parents not the kids. they should be home with a sitter. but if theyre at the matinee or 5 pm at the local olive garden? why not? they have to learn sometime.
Well, my Mom has become flat out contrary. I think she wants to pick fights with me. I really do try "non-challenging" conversation with her, just to have conversation, but even that ... like day before yesterday, I was driving her somewhere, and noticed the dropping gas prices, and said something along the lines of "I should fill up today -- I'm down about half a tank" and she said: "no, you're only down a quarter of a tank."
see? you are far more patient than i. quarter tank half tank either way fill up and save!
I tried to show her how the needle was about 1/42nd
LOL!
of an inch above the half a tank line, but she refused to see it, and then started yelling at me about her eyes not being that good.
Well? If you eyes aren't that good .... why "correct" me at all?
And this was one of the more "friendly" conversations.
The kicker, though, is that she then would say: "For God's sake, can't you be a little more tolerant? I'm 82 years old, and I'm not going to change now, just to please you."
yeah the key i think is to get them to understand that changing would be to please them, not the rest of us. tho the by product would sure make others happy:)
The thing is... there are times when it actually is important for her to hear what I'm saying, but she's always quick on the draw to finish the sentence for me -- NOT the way I would finish it, but the way she THINKS I'd finish it, and then launch into a speil about what's wrong with what I'm saying. I've taken to quietly saying, with a shrug: "well, you're not going to let me say it, so...." and leaving the room. Sometimes, I come in here and type it out, print it, and then hand it to her, but her reaction is typically to read the first sentence, sort of sneer, and toss the paper on the table by her bed. I don't know if she ever actually reads them, or not, but at least I've conveyed the important information.
im cannonizing ya owlie..seriously.
It really does often seem she just wants to pick a fight. I think about that, and wonder if it has to do with anger about being at the end of one's life, and realizing all they thought they'd get out of life didn't happen, or that the end is looming large, and their anger comes from a place of fear. Mom's always divided her life into 15 year segments. Not so bad when you're 30, or 45, but when you're 82, and your body is rebelling against you........
yes i think youre right about that, seeing the end nearing and not having it be what one remembered at the beginning when it was all in front of them, and the lack of control of environment from body issues and the general disregard that people have for the elderly which may be sort of a chicken and egg kinda thing. if people get to the point of being so annoyed by the interactions that the patronizing happens and then the patronizing causes them to redouble the annoyance and rebellion factor.
I guess my point, though, is there seem to be a couple of things at play. One is, a feeling that they're "owed" something... that they did for elders when they were younger (and most in that age bracket actually did,)
and really i dont object to that in most ways. its the rudeness and entitlement that i find obnoxious. i do think that we have an obligation to care for our elders. i also think our elders have an obligation to share their cumulative wisdom and experience and contribute that to the human group. its a human community and we all have something to contribute its the not wanting to contribute something to the exchange. a please? is that too much? a thank you! thats a manageable thing. the not wanting to be respectful of others as they would like others to be respected part of this is also bothersome. i think of an elder like jimmy carter who is out there and involved in the world, making a difference and i see him as someone who has figured out the secret to the end years of life. not everyone has his stamina but there is always something that one can engage in with the world.
and this anger at being towards the end, and not yet having perfected "life" to the point of bliss. Sometimes, I think in my case at least, it's a matter of her wanting to punish me for NOT being 82, if that makes sense. Sort of a jealousy thing, you know? -------------------------------------------
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i guess i was a bit taken aback by what i see as some sort of expectation to practice or allow jerkiness based upon age. its like im 80 so i can piss on everyone and they must take it.
funny, i see this all the time at the other end of the spectrum, i as an old azzed adult am forced to tolerate children and young adults who act like they were raised in a cave, while their parents do nothing to improve the environment around them.
maybe the people in question were also jerks when they were young?
I think it's easier to make allowances for little ones, 'cause they're in the process of learning, and that often requires making mistakes. With seniors, though, they already know better.
I've never raised a kid, so I can't speak from the perspective of a parent when it comes to parenting. I do know, though, that it's really hard for us to know what goes on behind closed doors, and too, I remember then I was a little kid and Mom thought I was "acting out" she never said anything to me in public, but she would silently dig her fingernails into my arm, and that was the "message" that there would be hell to pay when we got home, if I didn't "straighten up and fly right" (Yeah, Dad was in the Army Air Corps).
There are some demons disguised as children who've lived next door to me for a few years now. It's a family of five, and the father is the only one who seems to be at all civilized. I had to dig a trench along our property line to keep the mother from driving through my front yard to park in HER front yard. (We have sloping curbs here.) It was less than a foot deep, but even so, the city said I had to fill it in. Because the kids can't seem to keep either themselves or their balls out of my front yard (they've knocked over and broken my birdbath TWICE now) I decided to put a hedge in the trench. Didn't stop the woman from driving over the young plants, though, so now, I've parked my van in the street in front of my house, about two feet on my side of the property line, just to keep this woman from leaving huge tire track ruts in my property right after I've just watered. So? Yeah, I can't really blame the kids for not respecting my property -- they learn what they're taught, and IMO, their role model sucks. I try to work with the kids. When they holler: "Hey Lady! Get our ball!" I try to explain to them that they need to ask, not demand. Well, that was back before we had the understanding that I was tired of getting hit in the head with basketballs and volley balls while in my back yard. I put up with that for roughly three years, and finally, we have an understanding that if it comes over the 6' block wall, it's mine. I hate being that way, but I also hate being hit in the head by the same ball time after time, or being taken away from what I'm doing in my house to fetch their toys out of my back yard. It was up to four times a week, and not showing signs of changing. Now? There are two balls in my back yard, and they've been there for a couple of weeks, but no others have joined them. As for the front yard, I'm finally going to have to put up either a fence or a wall, which pains me, and is an expense I don't relish, but I'm tired of them breaking my things, killing my plants, and ruining my lawn, and I just need to do it for self defense. I can't prove it, but I know those kids keyed my car in the driveway a couple of days ago, because I didn't answer the door when they came to it. True, someone else might have walked up my driveway that day and scratched down to the metal 30 inches along the side of the car (intentional, obviously -- otherwise, they would have stopped after about the first few inches) but it's doubtful. So yeah, Milo, I do understand what you're talking about, truly. The thing is, I also know some great kids, who are considerate, but they just haven't yet matured, and so yeah, make mistakes. That's what being a kid is supposed to be about, I think. They can't do what they don't yet know how to do, and every parent has different priorities, I guess, and I can't fault anyone for that. For us, on the outside looking in, not destroying another person's property is at the top of the list, but for the parent, not getting in a fist fight at school, or shoplifting may be, ya know?
Psych Lit wrote:i got stuck with her for a large part of the time because for whatever reason her hubby liked me and kind of followed me around. i liked him too he had early stage dementia according to her but he seemed ok to me and was a sweet ole guy who kinda reminded me of my dad but the more he chatted to people the worse she behaved saying things like what can i do i have to take him i cant leave him alone as tho hes a potted plant and cant hear what shes saying.
Gad, how terrible.
she was the organizer for her group so during the dinner event she turns to one of her people and asks how her dinner was. the woman says i am a vegan and i special ordered a vegan dinner but the kitchen says they never got the order. she then looks at the womans plate and says well they gave you mashed potatoes and squash whats the problem? the woman tries to explain how she cant eat things cooked with animal products or cooked close enough to animal products where there might be some transfer so "linda blair" turns to the rest of the table and says theres always one in every group. im sitting there listening to this and i am speechless, yanno?
Wadda b-word!
Once, when I was flying somewhere, (prior to 9-11, back when things were WAY different) I'd put in for the vegetarian meal, and they brought me a non-vegetarian meal. I mentioned it, the flight attendant got all huffy with me, and said they'd given it to someone else, so too bad for me. I was sort of surprised, and said: "but I'm vegetarian" and she said (loudly): "Ya eat the meat or you don't eat!"
That's on my pile of things I meant to discuss with a "higher up" at some point, and never did. The thing was, if she'd only been civil with me, ya know? Or even said "I'm sorry." She didn't though. She was ticked (they were one flight attendant short on the flight, and she did mention that to me) but still -- this was back in the day when customers mattered on airplanes, ya know? "Ya eat the meat or you don't eat." LOL. I don't think I'll ever forget that.
Nightowlhoot3 wrote: Well, my Mom has become flat out contrary. I think she wants to pick fights with me. I really do try "non-challenging" conversation with her, just to have conversation, but even that ... like day before yesterday, I was driving her somewhere, and noticed the dropping gas prices, and said something along the lines of "I should fill up today -- I'm down about half a tank" and she said: "no, you're only down a quarter of a tank."
I tried to show her how the needle was about 1/42nd of an inch above the half a tank line, but she refused to see it, and then started yelling at me about her eyes not being that good.
Well? If you eyes aren't that good .... why "correct" me at all?
And this was one of the more "friendly" conversations.
She has a truly annoying habit of interrupting. Now, I was taught as a kid, that that was rude .... by her! But she does it to me all the time. Sometimes, if it's important, I'll just (now) continue talking, a db or two louder, because she's put her foot down and I'm not "allowed" to say any more: "... if you'll just let me finish..." What I've done a couple of times is have a conversation with her about it in "non-heated" moments. She used to dismiss me with a scowl, and an agitated wave of her hand saying: "Oh, you and your brother are just alike... he complains about it all the time too."
Well?
The kicker, though, is that she then would say: "For God's sake, can't you be a little more tolerant? I'm 82 years old, and I'm not going to change now, just to please you."
The thing is... there are times when it actually is important for her to hear what I'm saying, but she's always quick on the draw to finish the sentence for me -- NOT the way I would finish it, but the way she THINKS I'd finish it, and then launch into a speil about what's wrong with what I'm saying. I've taken to quietly saying, with a shrug: "well, you're not going to let me say it, so...." and leaving the room. Sometimes, I come in here and type it out, print it, and then hand it to her, but her reaction is typically to read the first sentence, sort of sneer, and toss the paper on the table by her bed. I don't know if she ever actually reads them, or not, but at least I've conveyed the important information.
It really does often seem she just wants to pick a fight. I think about that, and wonder if it has to do with anger about being at the end of one's life, and realizing all they thought they'd get out of life didn't happen, or that the end is looming large, and their anger comes from a place of fear. Mom's always divided her life into 15 year segments. Not so bad when you're 30, or 45, but when you're 82, and your body is rebelling against you........
I guess my point, though, is there seem to be a couple of things at play. One is, a feeling that they're "owed" something... that they did for elders when they were younger (and most in that age bracket actually did,) and this anger at being towards the end, and not yet having perfected "life" to the point of bliss. Sometimes, I think in my case at least, it's a matter of her wanting to punish me for NOT being 82, if that makes sense. Sort of a jealousy thing, you know?
I honestly don't know how you do it. I just spent 4 days with my parents, and my father did the exact same thing - all day - each day.
Every time he opened his mouth, he was complaining about something. Here's a great "for instance." We were driving home yesterday and stopped at a rest area on the interstate. There was a sign posted "No overnight parking."
He immediately started up with, "I don't know why they wouldn't allow you to stay overnight here. It's certainly safer than stopping along the highway to sleep if you wanted to sleep in your car." His tone was argumentative and confrontational.
So, I responded, "perhaps they do not have nighttime security and don't want the liability in case someone is hurt."
"Then why have the rest stop open at all? They should just close the whole thing down. What's the difference between daytime and nighttime other than the light in the sky?"
With which I responded, "Well, if it concerns you that much, why don't you just drive at night and rest during the day, when you can park here."
"Why should I change? It's them that has the stupid rules!"
My week with him was just like this. Thankfully, the trip was worth it. I had both my kids in the same room. My son graduated bootcamp a different person than when he entered.
i guess i was a bit taken aback by what i see as some sort of expectation to practice or allow jerkiness based upon age. its like im 80 so i can piss on everyone and they must take it.
Ah. So you have met my mother, then. The one who's been a "house guest" for eight weeks and four days. But who's counting?
yanno i was thinking of you as i was experiencing this:) i bow to your patience. i swear ive lost all of mine.
Well, my Mom has become flat out contrary. I think she wants to pick fights with me. I really do try "non-challenging" conversation with her, just to have conversation, but even that ... like day before yesterday, I was driving her somewhere, and noticed the dropping gas prices, and said something along the lines of "I should fill up today -- I'm down about half a tank" and she said: "no, you're only down a quarter of a tank."
I tried to show her how the needle was about 1/42nd of an inch above the half a tank line, but she refused to see it, and then started yelling at me about her eyes not being that good.
Well? If you eyes aren't that good .... why "correct" me at all?
And this was one of the more "friendly" conversations.
She has a truly annoying habit of interrupting. Now, I was taught as a kid, that that was rude .... by her! But she does it to me all the time. Sometimes, if it's important, I'll just (now) continue talking, a db or two louder, because she's put her foot down and I'm not "allowed" to say any more: "... if you'll just let me finish..." What I've done a couple of times is have a conversation with her about it in "non-heated" moments. She used to dismiss me with a scowl, and an agitated wave of her hand saying: "Oh, you and your brother are just alike... he complains about it all the time too."
Well?
The kicker, though, is that she then would say: "For God's sake, can't you be a little more tolerant? I'm 82 years old, and I'm not going to change now, just to please you."
The thing is... there are times when it actually is important for her to hear what I'm saying, but she's always quick on the draw to finish the sentence for me -- NOT the way I would finish it, but the way she THINKS I'd finish it, and then launch into a speil about what's wrong with what I'm saying. I've taken to quietly saying, with a shrug: "well, you're not going to let me say it, so...." and leaving the room. Sometimes, I come in here and type it out, print it, and then hand it to her, but her reaction is typically to read the first sentence, sort of sneer, and toss the paper on the table by her bed. I don't know if she ever actually reads them, or not, but at least I've conveyed the important information.
It really does often seem she just wants to pick a fight. I think about that, and wonder if it has to do with anger about being at the end of one's life, and realizing all they thought they'd get out of life didn't happen, or that the end is looming large, and their anger comes from a place of fear. Mom's always divided her life into 15 year segments. Not so bad when you're 30, or 45, but when you're 82, and your body is rebelling against you........
I guess my point, though, is there seem to be a couple of things at play. One is, a feeling that they're "owed" something... that they did for elders when they were younger (and most in that age bracket actually did,) and this anger at being towards the end, and not yet having perfected "life" to the point of bliss. Sometimes, I think in my case at least, it's a matter of her wanting to punish me for NOT being 82, if that makes sense. Sort of a jealousy thing, you know? -------------------------------------------
Note: when (on this post) I clicked "submit" the page went to white and the little indicator said: "done." In other words, the post was lost. What I did, was click my "go back" arrow, and return to the previous page, where the above still was, and then copied and pasted it here, which may be the secret to not losing posts.
btw is anyone else getting a connection refused by the host message?i have to hit the link several times before it will work. its the reason my post was lost last night and ive been getting that same message each time i try and read a thread tonight.
I did a couple of times this morning.
I've had two, possibly posts "vanish" from a Sparklit board when I clicked "submit" -- one or two of them were both ranting, really ticked off posts, and all three were LONG. I think the "long" part may be the key ... maybe a server "time out" or something. As for the ranting... I long ago decided (in my instance, at least) those lost posts and emails (from computer freeze) is/was the work of angels.
i guess i was a bit taken aback by what i see as some sort of expectation to practice or allow jerkiness based upon age. its like im 80 so i can piss on everyone and they must take it.
funny, i see this all the time at the other end of the spectrum, i as an old azzed adult am forced to tolerate children and young adults who act like they were raised in a cave, while their parents do nothing to improve the environment around them.
maybe the people in question were also jerks when they were young?
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btw is anyone else getting a connection refused by the host message?i have to hit the link several times before it will work. its the reason my post was lost last night and ive been getting that same message each time i try and read a thread tonight.
Yes, I'm getting them, too. It's doing some funky things as of late. Perhaps their servers were updated with something that doesn't play nice with the boards?
i guess i was a bit taken aback by what i see as some sort of expectation to practice or allow jerkiness based upon age. its like im 80 so i can piss on everyone and they must take it.
Ah. So you have met my mother, then. The one who's been a "house guest" for eight weeks and four days. But who's counting?
yanno i was thinking of you as i was experiencing this:) i bow to your patience. i swear ive lost all of mine.
btw is anyone else getting a connection refused by the host message?i have to hit the link several times before it will work. its the reason my post was lost last night and ive been getting that same message each time i try and read a thread tonight.
i guess i was a bit taken aback by what i see as some sort of expectation to practice or allow jerkiness based upon age. its like im 80 so i can piss on everyone and they must take it.
Ah. So you have met my mother, then. The one who's been a "house guest" for eight weeks and four days. But who's counting?
Kewl. I wanted to check back in on you today, and see if you were having a better day. Geez ... eleven hours on a bus with the heat that high? ANYONE would have been bouncing off the walls after a trip like that!
thanks! i was exaggerating a bit about the heat. its wasnt 112 more like 90 but it felt like 112. we were the first pickup at 530 am and i specifically chose my seat because it was near the large central vents and i figgered theyd be putting the ac on and i like things on the cool side, especially on a bus because that rocking back and forth thing makes me queasy to begin with. instead the driver put the heat on because half the bus population was elderly and complained about being cold. but im tellin ya it was the smells on the bus that really did me in. i felt like i was 8 years old again on a hot august sunday in church where the priestly procession swung the incense ball at everyone on their way to the alter and half the church passed out cold.
the mean part of the post that disappeared had to do with aging and expectations tho it wasnt civily phrased when i wrote it but in the clear light of day the real issues popped into my head and squeezed out the pissy ones.
i guess i was a bit taken aback by what i see as some sort of expectation to practice or allow jerkiness based upon age. its like im 80 so i can piss on everyone and they must take it. i get all of the psychological reasoning here and i know it wont be all that long before i am in that age range but i feel like i have to protest a bit about the sort of entitlement that goes along with aging for some people.
some of these people were... like...viscious. one was so passive aggressive and two faced with her fellow travelers that the daughters and i nicknamed her linda blair. we were waiting for the pea soup to spew and she was the elder organizer. i got stuck with her for a large part of the time because for whatever reason her hubby liked me and kind of followed me around. i liked him too he had early stage dementia according to her but he seemed ok to me and was a sweet ole guy who kinda reminded me of my dad but the more he chatted to people the worse she behaved saying things like what can i do i have to take him i cant leave him alone as tho hes a potted plant and cant hear what shes saying. she was the organizer for her group so during the dinner event she turns to one of her people and asks how her dinner was. the woman says i am a vegan and i special ordered a vegan dinner but the kitchen says they never got the order. she then looks at the womans plate and says well they gave you mashed potatoes and squash whats the problem? the woman tries to explain how she cant eat things cooked with animal products or cooked close enough to animal products where there might be some transfer so "linda blair" turns to the rest of the table and says theres always one in every group. im sitting there listening to this and i am speechless, yanno? this "mini vacation" my kids have talked me into is more flippin work than work! and shes a professional tour organizer? but as a group i found them to be very impolite and i wondered how that figured into the aging process or if it did or if it was just the luck of the draw to get a bunch of cranky entitled seniors on the bus. it was like they hadnt been taught any manners in their lives. whenever the bus stopped they would all stand up in their seats and rush to the front. no queing up and leaving in an orderly fashion for these people even when asked to do so by the driver. one of them dropped something from her bag on her way to the bus and someone told her this and she basically sent my daughter to fetch it for her. it was sort of a hey you kid go get that for me kind of thing which i found very rude. im thinking, does the word please mean anything to you? then there was the dumping everything on the seats of the group from the gym so they could have some room, insisting on being dropped off first even tho our group had been picked up first which ended up with us being on that bloody bus for 2 hours longer than anyone else all by virtue of age i guess. my thing with all of that is that we will all age but it shouldnt be a reason to be a jerk. we could be hit by a bus tomorrow yanno? maybe "linda blair" will outlive me, who knows? live and grow until you die and dont have that defeatist im old so i can misbehave thing going on. the movie playing on the bus on the way up was what about bob which if anyone hasnt seen it has bill murray playing drive you nutz narcisist to richard dreyfus's analyst. by the time that bus pulled into the senior center to drop them off i felt like i had 40 flippin bobs on the bus with me.
ive been taught that to not be rude or disrespectful to my elders, hell ive been taught to not be rude or disrespectful to anyone and i found the behaviors i saw to be ridiculous and if they had been 50 instead of 70 someone or many someones in this case would have called them out on it.
I incidentally turned the cooler off for the first time in seven months this morning. We have a triple digit in next week's forecast, still, but today it's supposed to only get into the high SEVENTIES!!! May have to do some yard work today.
i hope you enjoyed every clear cool moment of it. didja get the yard work done? a day in the 70s must have that same wonderful feel to it as a day in the 70s does on this end of the world after a long winter. a big draw in a breath of fresh air wonderful!
Glad things are a little better for you today, Psych.
thank you much better! even the knee has almost recovered thanks to an hour of stretches on the pilates ball!
i just wrote a long winded post entitled the meanest post ive ever written. it musta been really mean cause sparklit ate it. it had to do with my trip today and i was venting tho it was mean. lol. i cant help it, it was a horrid day. if it shows up at some point the devil made me do it. im going to bed and hope tomorrow is better.
ok, today is much better...i was stuck on a tour bus yesterday for 11 hours total under the worst conditions. the abbreviated version of my rant was that people should not wash their clothes in lysol, people should bathe daily, people should not try to cover up the effects of one and two by applying cloying lilly of the valley perfume and then sit themselves on a bus with 60 trapped people where the heat is cranked to 112 and there is no getting away from them.
by the time i got home yesterday evening my head was splitting in that nauseous icky kind of way and everything i brought with me on the bus took on that hideous scent and required washing and oh did i mention my knee was all swollen and sore from being crunched up in the corner of the seat, "you dont mind if we leave our things here dear do you?" said the two blue haired ladies who didnt mind at all if the girls and i were crowded as long as they were comfy. but today the sun is out, i just got back from cheering on a friend who ran this mornings marathon, the leaves are peaking, its 67 and cloudless, im about to pack a snack and go for a long bike ride on this glorious day and life is once again a good thing.
Kewl. I wanted to check back in on you today, and see if you were having a better day. Geez ... eleven hours on a bus with the heat that high? ANYONE would have been bouncing off the walls after a trip like that!
I incidentally turned the cooler off for the first time in seven months this morning. We have a triple digit in next week's forecast, still, but today it's supposed to only get into the high SEVENTIES!!! May have to do some yard work today.
Glad things are a little better for you today, Psych.
i just wrote a long winded post entitled the meanest post ive ever written. it musta been really mean cause sparklit ate it. it had to do with my trip today and i was venting tho it was mean. lol. i cant help it, it was a horrid day. if it shows up at some point the devil made me do it. im going to bed and hope tomorrow is better.
ok, today is much better...i was stuck on a tour bus yesterday for 11 hours total under the worst conditions. the abbreviated version of my rant was that people should not wash their clothes in lysol, people should bathe daily, people should not try to cover up the effects of one and two by applying cloying lilly of the valley perfume and then sit themselves on a bus with 60 trapped people where the heat is cranked to 112 and there is no getting away from them.
by the time i got home yesterday evening my head was splitting in that nauseous icky kind of way and everything i brought with me on the bus took on that hideous scent and required washing and oh did i mention my knee was all swollen and sore from being crunched up in the corner of the seat, "you dont mind if we leave our things here dear do you?" said the two blue haired ladies who didnt mind at all if the girls and i were crowded as long as they were comfy. but today the sun is out, i just got back from cheering on a friend who ran this mornings marathon, the leaves are peaking, its 67 and cloudless, im about to pack a snack and go for a long bike ride on this glorious day and life is once again a good thing.
i just wrote a long winded post entitled the meanest post ive ever written. it musta been really mean cause sparklit ate it. it had to do with my trip today and i was venting tho it was mean. lol. i cant help it, it was a horrid day. if it shows up at some point the devil made me do it. im going to bed and hope tomorrow is better.
i just wrote a long winded post entitled the meanest post ive ever written. it musta been really mean cause sparklit ate it. it had to do with my trip today and i was venting tho it was mean. lol. i cant help it, it was a horrid day. if it shows up at some point the devil made me do it. im going to bed and hope tomorrow is better.
..and that would not have been cool....lol. 
...the show was absolutely phenomenal! it was a sold out show...and there were people walking around asking if anyone was selling their tickets...they started out doing the songs from The Wall album...it was truly incredible.......during the Wall part of the concert they didn't do any laser lights...but there was a huge screen behind the band that showed typical floyd videos...very different and captivating and...uh..dont even know what word i am looking for...but..wow. the woman that went with me just lost her son a month ago....and gosh..they played the song Mother and she just cried...the words and the video of the mom rocking her baby...and, well, you had to be there...there were a couple of others that really got to her too..during intermission she said, gee, some of those songs are really depressing...no wonder i did so much THC listening to pink floyd as a teenager....lol! anyway, the first half was an hour and half then a fifteen minute intermission....the second half was the greatest hits portion...again...fantastic! even the couple of songs i didn't know. this second half was full of the laser and strobe lights, and of course more videos....some of these were more of the faster songs and lots of people (us included) up dancing and arms waving...really cool. the second set was also another hour and a half....so three hours...and it seemed like minutes....it was that good....
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