Our Brain Hurts A Lot

And it has come to pass that we are entering Year Five Six (is that right?) of this (usually) merry band of outcasts.

And I’m still an angry person, but that will pass as I continue to go native here in the land of one of my native ancestors. ;-P Fucking Rainier makes its own weather? Amazing.

And I miss PeggyNooner. I was glad to see her in the threads, and BRB, Pedo, and StringBikini. I hope I didn’t leave anyone out.

I’m sorry Ewalda wasn’t on there — he is fondly remembered and dearly missed.

I’m waiting to see if this post ends up in a certain someone’s Hunter Walker Google Alert. We need more fun.

How’s it hanging, Greg?

PS I am ever thankful to nojo for not posting how many times I try to fix incoherent comments, typos and worse.

And…http://cynicsparty.com/

If you read it right, that could be a list of curse victims in a 40’s horror movie.

Happy Anniversary, by the way.

This reminds me how grateful I am for this site and all my lovely Stinquers. My deepest thanks to nojo especially, and to Generalissimo Homofascist, and the others who led us through the wilderness and put in the daily effort to keep this safe place up and going.

I lost another old friend to cancer this morning, after she endured a bone marrow transplant and six months of suffering I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. I am so sad and angry, and it helps to know I can come here and get an AMEN when I shout FUCK MOTHERFUCKING CANCER!!!

No, I don’t.

@Mistress Cynica: My neighbor of 31 years, 4 houses west of me, just died of prostate cancer.

@Mistress Cynica: @Dodgerblue: and to anyone else whose heart is sore because one of your favorite humans has died, may your sorrow bring you closer to your loved ones who are still alive. Please treat yourself very gently.

Wonkette is still in my Google Reader, and I can’t think why it should remain. Overwritten, trying to be funny, saying in 3 words what could be said with one … going to unsubscribe now.

@JNOV: I’m here darlin, but unemployment woes and AA/notAA struggles keep me from anything more than infrequent lurking. Hard to be snarky (does anyone still use that ’06 phrase?) when I often don’t even open the blackout curtains.

But thanks – and happy anniversary to one and all.

I really can’t believe it’s been five years since this adventure began.

@peggynooner: I’m sorry you’re going through some rough times. My best to you.

@Mistress Cynica: Fuck cancer, indeed.

¡Feliz aniversario a todos!

@Mistress Cynica: (Hugs)

@peggynooner: You are my sunshine, my only sunshine…

I have no idea why that song popped into my head. Maybe you can figure it out.

@Mistress Cynica and Dodger: Why?! Shit. I suppose our bodies are designed to sell us out eventually, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it.

FUCK

CANCER

@Mistress Cynica: Oh hon, I am so very sorry. FUCK CANCER. FUCK FUCK FUCKING FUCKITY FUCK.
@Dodgerblue: Fuck cancer.
@peggynooner: You too, hang in there. Don’t be a stranger. This merry band of stinquin’ freaks are always here and around.

@SanFranLefty: My idea of cancer therapy is: attack. I’m not good at playing defense, as anyone who has played basketball with me can testify to.

@Dodgerblue: Full court press is always the way to go.