And what is the verbal slew? Check it out.
Originally posted on The Verbal Spew Review:
It all started six months ago with a throwaway comment made by my brother. Shortly afterward I started spewing and The Verbal Spew Review was born. I had no clear idea of what I wanted this blog to be and no clue what I was going to do with it but here it is six months later, my brain’s little baby, doing its thing. I still don’t know exactly what that thing is precisely, but it’s doing it and I like it.
Six months isn’t a long time in the grand scheme of things. I follow blogs that have been established for years, and in comparison to those behemoths The Spew is merely a drop in the ocean of blogdom. Knowing, however, that I have the attention span of a gnat, I am delighted to have made it this far. This is no doubt largely thanks to you, the readers…
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Naughty or funny? Unusual necklaces.
Originally posted on Beauty Techies: a Factual Beauty Blog with a Focus on Proven Quality:
Funny or inappropriate?
For those who think the VBA is only for the English-speaking… a story.
Originally posted on libreporqueleo:
Mi padre estaba ingresado en un hospital psiquiátrico desde hacía años. No podía verlo sin la presencia de seguridad en la habitación. Al principio siempre me reconocía pero conforme pasaban los minutos su actitud se volvía impredecible. Había ratos que me confundía con otra persona, otros me insultaba e incluso me amenazaba de muerte. Sentía miedo y a la vez lástima.
Siempre fue un buen padre; le tenía muchísimo cariño aunque nunca fue capaz de decirme un simple “te quiero”. Fui a verlo, como cada día, a las seis de la tarde. Un celador me guió hasta una habitación libre de objetos, tan solo una mesa y un par de sillas componían aquel habitáculo. Dos tipos de seguridad acompañaban a mi padre que se resistía a que lo llevaran.
—¡Mi libreta! ¡Dejadme recuperar mi libreta! ¡Por favor! —gritaba mi padre entre sollozos. Cuando por fin entró a la sala en la que…
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A fine journal entry…
Originally posted on Erik Conover:
“A butterfly can flap its wings in South America, and in Central Park you get sunshine instead of rain.”
The Universe has a funny way of deciding who it chooses to send in and out of our lives. Some of those people become main characters, some have supporting roles, and others are day players, around for just one episode. It tends to be those with the smallest part that can have the greatest affect.
Let yourself hear the weight of my words, read them slowly, fully allowing each one to sink in as I say; last night was one of the best nights of my life. My girlfriend Jessica and I met Feliciano the eighty-five year old photographer from Argentina for dinner at a little Italian Bistro in the Meatpacking District.
Feliciano has been living in the hotel I work at for almost one month now while on vacation. I…
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A fine poem by Dean J Baker…
Life is hard… but, life is also great!
Originally posted on Words Unspoken:
– What is something we don’t talk enough about?
- “Just how hard everything is. Keeping my head above water on a daily basis is my biggest challenge, but no-one ever says anything. It’s as if we’re expected to sail through life – through school, achieving high grades, and then manage to do well at university while somehow make a name for ourself so that we get a decent chance at a job we might actually enjoy. What’s wrong with the fact that I don’t know what I want to do? Why does no-one ever tell us it’s okay to feel sad?”
One of my favourite books is titled “The Road Less Travelled” by M. Scott Peck. The first sentence in the book is: “Life is difficult.”
Peck then explains that once you accept that life is hard, it no longer becomes an issue that it’s difficult. He says: “Once we…
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