tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post113110789523747327..comments2024-01-31T00:52:30.471-08:00Comments on Waking Ambrose: PastDoug The Unahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04753071669562594194noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131389983475746072005-11-07T10:59:00.000-08:002005-11-07T10:59:00.000-08:00hm. well, interesting. ...been hearing a lot abo...hm. well, interesting. ...been hearing a lot about this as of late. this was a nice addition.<BR/><BR/>tomAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131202300834891892005-11-05T06:51:00.000-08:002005-11-05T06:51:00.000-08:00Sorry, everyone, I'll never go out on Friday night...Sorry, everyone, I'll never go out on Friday night again!<BR/><BR/>Karma, watching your back is a great way to manage the past! Thanks for the tip and the great story!<BR/><BR/>a4g, the wall isn't quite impenetrable, it's permeable to regret.<BR/><BR/>Thanks, Lula. I hope you'll remember for me that when I was witty and when I had the blog were different times.<BR/><BR/>Alice, all it'll take is a little preparation.<BR/><BR/>Welcome back, Comfort Addict! That's not a target, it's history?<BR/><BR/>Weirsdo, I'd forgotten youth.<BR/><BR/>Aw, Belinda. Thanks and welcome. Say hi more often, we'd like to know you. Right guys?<BR/><BR/>Masil, I'm careful to keep all my mistakes in front of me.<BR/><BR/>I love it, Actonbell. I hope Pia comes back and reads that.<BR/><BR/>Welcome, Liz. Not to fear. It's out there.Doug The Unahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04753071669562594194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131198574167695412005-11-05T05:49:00.000-08:002005-11-05T05:49:00.000-08:00The past: where I go to find the pieces of me that...The past: where I go to find the pieces of me that I've left behind<BR/>The future: where I go to find how I might face the same lesson I've faced my whole life over and over again.<BR/><BR/>Hi Doug--Liz"ME" Liz Strausshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10711283307459944821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131177914101951062005-11-05T00:05:00.000-08:002005-11-05T00:05:00.000-08:00past-that fraction of time where you were the most...past-that fraction of time where you were the most beautiful you'll ever be, had the most fun, etc. and wish you could go back to even though you would probably make all of the same mistakes.LeMas.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15069218070988779302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131177682867713902005-11-05T00:01:00.000-08:002005-11-05T00:01:00.000-08:00I read every day, and am just blown away. I have ...I read every day, and am just blown away. I have nothing to offer but my admiration and continued devotion.ninjapoodleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10322256509244988323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131166206685747372005-11-04T20:50:00.000-08:002005-11-04T20:50:00.000-08:00For the old: Life.For the young: a figment of imag...For the old: Life.<BR/>For the young: a figment of imagination.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131163118373356062005-11-04T19:58:00.000-08:002005-11-04T19:58:00.000-08:00The psychic equivalent of fly paper slathered in h...The psychic equivalent of fly paper slathered in honey. Satchel Paige put it best when he said, "Don't look back; something might be gaining on you."Comfort Addicthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06748708787226855876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131160768558545132005-11-04T19:19:00.000-08:002005-11-04T19:19:00.000-08:00past,n. The place where people that stink at life ...past,n. The place where people that stink at life at life tend to live.....if they didn't live there they wouldn't stink at life.<BR/><BR/>I hope I can lay claim to a racy past.Cooperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02465484210397122019noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131146467910130502005-11-04T15:21:00.000-08:002005-11-04T15:21:00.000-08:00it has this nasty habit of catching up with you wh...it has this nasty habit of catching up with you when you're not watching your back.<BR/><BR/>thanks for posting my story, D. i'll catch up with you, soonAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09190480692312079052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131143890167141512005-11-04T14:38:00.000-08:002005-11-04T14:38:00.000-08:00Poobah, you had it the second time. Welcome, by t...Poobah, you had it the second time. Welcome, by the way.<BR/><BR/>And may tomorrow be the same, Lula<BR/><BR/>S, try helium.Doug The Unahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04753071669562594194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131140528869573982005-11-04T13:42:00.000-08:002005-11-04T13:42:00.000-08:00my present's so funny it practically is my past. ...my present's so funny it practically is my past. When I get deja vu, it's like taking a hit of nitrous oxide. Thank you, good night. I'll be here all weekend.Semisweet1https://www.blogger.com/profile/08701279937192223962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131137403382499942005-11-04T12:50:00.000-08:002005-11-04T12:50:00.000-08:00past (n) - That moment right there...no damn!...th...past (n) - That moment right there...no damn!...there...no missed it again...there!<BR/><BR/>I give up.Omnipotent Poobahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16902313824358840026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131136637116578332005-11-04T12:37:00.000-08:002005-11-04T12:37:00.000-08:00Princess, 20 years down the road cowboys and hippi...Princess, 20 years down the road cowboys and hippies have a lot in common.<BR/><BR/>Pia, that's so true and a great description of what you do daily on your site. I think half the reason I'm still not cautious is doing the smart thing never makes as good a story.<BR/><BR/>I don't know Jamie Dawn, I redo my past pretty regularly.<BR/><BR/>S, I get a chuckle out of your present too.<BR/><BR/>True, Andrew. I think I'll have a second lunch to emphasize how fit I used to be. Thanks for the suggestion.Doug The Unahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04753071669562594194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131134884316988612005-11-04T12:08:00.000-08:002005-11-04T12:08:00.000-08:00Past, n. What has gone before. The part of life ...Past, n. What has gone before. The part of life that really matters to one. Almost everyone is willing to sacrifice their present and future in order to paint a happy face on their past.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131128516802759402005-11-04T10:21:00.000-08:002005-11-04T10:21:00.000-08:00I like your definition, Pia. It's fascinating how...I like your definition, Pia. It's fascinating how a distressing (or worse) present can become funny once it is the distant past. Ask Doug. He laughs at my past all the time.Semisweet1https://www.blogger.com/profile/08701279937192223962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131125224281502632005-11-04T09:27:00.000-08:002005-11-04T09:27:00.000-08:00I like sar's comment a lot.Past: That which canno...I like sar's comment a lot.<BR/><BR/>Past: That which cannot be undone or redone.Jamie Dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11036600186909466411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131125007951040652005-11-04T09:23:00.000-08:002005-11-04T09:23:00.000-08:00How can anybody top you or Ambrose? Except for Sar...How can anybody top you or Ambrose? Except for Sar?<BR/><BR/>Past: that which one should never regret but be able to tell funny stories about in the happy present, and look forward to tomorrow, because it could be a funny story some day in the futureAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131119806671726162005-11-04T07:56:00.000-08:002005-11-04T07:56:00.000-08:00Past: That which fills our future with regrets.(Sp...Past: That which fills our future with regrets.<BR/><BR/>(Spoken from the perspective of an aging hippie now taking medications to counteract the extraordinary activities of youth.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131117873916405202005-11-04T07:24:00.000-08:002005-11-04T07:24:00.000-08:00Nice prayer, Sar.Very good, TLP!Maybe we should be...Nice prayer, Sar.<BR/><BR/>Very good, TLP!<BR/><BR/>Maybe we should be afraid now for a more relevant future, Indie?<BR/><BR/>You are so worthy, Actonbell. At least, you are now ;-)Doug The Unahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04753071669562594194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131110418351762132005-11-04T05:20:00.000-08:002005-11-04T05:20:00.000-08:00Past: A time that is now irrelevant because we wer...Past: A time that is now irrelevant because we weren't afraid then.Indeterminacyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11112417911577798263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131109233001437042005-11-04T05:00:00.000-08:002005-11-04T05:00:00.000-08:00Wow. Wow for both you and Ambrose. *bowing* But I ...Wow. Wow for both you and Ambrose. *bowing* But I like your definition better.<BR/><BR/>The past always looks better than it was. The future always looks better than it will be. The present seldom is as bad as it seems.TLPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02837578489728318423noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-1131109175143101252005-11-04T04:59:00.000-08:002005-11-04T04:59:00.000-08:00Past: May the happiest day of your past become th...<STRONG>Past</STRONG>: May the happiest day of your past become the saddest day of your future.Sarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00898887379236020609noreply@blogger.com