tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107146.post7979210788703322720..comments2023-08-13T07:56:06.968-04:00Comments on Idiosycratic Life: Oh, for F*ck's SakeChunky Photojournalist Barbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11646004753295087957noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107146.post-74481086439548289152007-08-18T01:16:00.000-04:002007-08-18T01:16:00.000-04:00Oh, and in case anyone is wondering what on Earth ...Oh, and in case anyone is wondering what on Earth Carl is talking about regarding the pastrami and my coochie snorcher, he's referring to my visit to a truly frightening health clinic in Miami described in an entry written on September 27, 2002. <BR/><BR/>http://leafygreen.blogspot.com/2002_09_02_archive.htmlChunky Photojournalist Barbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11646004753295087957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107146.post-65622563816234130002007-08-17T21:05:00.000-04:002007-08-17T21:05:00.000-04:00Thanks, Carl. I appreciate the encouraging words. ...Thanks, Carl. I appreciate the encouraging words. <BR/><BR/><BR/>The thing is, I haven't stopped laughing about the weirdness. Maybe it's hard to decipher from the tone of the written words, but that's actually the whole point about recording them here... so I can laugh about them and make others laugh. <BR/><BR/>The only difference between Miami and now is that I happen to be in a wonderful Chunky Photojournalist Barbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11646004753295087957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107146.post-30870470953691640532007-08-17T16:24:00.000-04:002007-08-17T16:24:00.000-04:00Remember that time when you called for Scott but h...Remember that time when you called for Scott but he wasn't home so you blathered at me whilst you were shopping for bread and (I think) toilet paper? You enjoyed yourself in a dorky way then. I know this because you explained "koochie snorcher" to me. I didn't know this term (of endearment?) prior to that discussion with you.<BR/><BR/>Recall, if you will, that the discussion was partly in regard Carlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17238446003267829187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107146.post-86110819915938439902007-08-17T12:47:00.000-04:002007-08-17T12:47:00.000-04:00I'm sorry. I do feel your pain. If it helps at all...I'm sorry. I do feel your pain. If it helps at all, you're not alone--honestly, I have days and weeks like this all the time. Like totalling the car the day before the wedding, one month to the day after ending up in the hospital with the blood clots, etc. It's like a chain reaction in my world--once one thing goes wrong, I know I should give up and go to bed for the rest of the day with the Carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14245070270824712179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107146.post-79046685320119845832007-08-16T19:22:00.000-04:002007-08-16T19:22:00.000-04:00Doh. I think the universe must enjoy playing with ...Doh. I think the universe must enjoy playing with the two of you.<BR/>Hope this weekend goes smoother.<BR/>(And Salman Rushdie O'Clock cracks me up)shannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08530783035901580424noreply@blogger.com