tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post5641386306783117616..comments2023-09-10T06:49:28.959-04:00Comments on The Unbearable Banishment: Set the way-back machine to 1992The Unbearable Banishmenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-77203038978951042752013-04-20T07:48:23.642-04:002013-04-20T07:48:23.642-04:00i thought i left a comment here, sweet pea! *sigh*...i thought i left a comment here, sweet pea! *sigh* and you thought talking to yourself was a big deal... LOLsavannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04310843901371718758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-50365512732954841322013-04-19T21:11:56.020-04:002013-04-19T21:11:56.020-04:001992, the year our first baby was born. She's ...1992, the year our first baby was born. She's gonna be 21 soon (a few weeks!) the house will be wild with singing & dancing & drinking! How quickly the time passes, how strong the children grow in body and mind, how calm the father becomes, how happy he feels having learned to 'let go'. :¬)mapstewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07159592046833798019noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-80982507576583673512013-04-18T06:58:39.728-04:002013-04-18T06:58:39.728-04:00At that time I think I was using the word strange ...At that time I think I was using the word strange in its most derogatory form. Interchangeable with "shitty" as in, that shitty Arab music. Not very nice.<br /><br />I had so many women in my life who only wanted to be friends and nothing more. It was tiresome. Sometimes I'd stare in my bathroom mirror and try to see if I could recognize what was so undesirable. The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-81739087943777341572013-04-18T06:53:39.940-04:002013-04-18T06:53:39.940-04:00Not only do I not remember if I returned to that b...Not only do I not remember if I returned to that barber, I have no memory of the the whole thing ever occurring! These journals are shockingly revelatory. Page after page of incidents that I have no recollection of.The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-34371058677997453912013-04-18T01:56:49.823-04:002013-04-18T01:56:49.823-04:00I dont think there's anything wrong in describ...I dont think there's anything wrong in describing unfamiliar music as strange either. I had to smile at the desription of you being placed firmly in the Friendzone of Doom with Shiela. But you tried, at least. It's a very familiar story.<br /><br />The whole series is enjoyable UB, and for an outside observer, it's interesting noticing the common threads in your character then and now (at least as evinced in a blog).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-8722382263421584322013-04-17T20:06:59.927-04:002013-04-17T20:06:59.927-04:00You sound like such a nice boy in these journal en...You sound like such a nice boy in these journal entries. Did you return to that barber?<br /><br />I talk to myself all the time.Erylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06008344023000459577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-5539014320952237562013-04-16T17:18:22.505-04:002013-04-16T17:18:22.505-04:00I don't recall the specific reason for choosin...I don't recall the specific reason for choosing this shop but I can pretty much guarantee that it had something to do with lazyness or convenience. <br /><br />I happen to think that talking out loud when nobody is around is more common than we all think. Only the daring few, however, hazard to do it while walking down a crowded Manhattan street. Remember...this was pre-mobile phones with earbuds. The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-61315313612128671472013-04-16T10:34:26.068-04:002013-04-16T10:34:26.068-04:00His hands were fast-fast and he ran a shop called ...His hands were fast-fast and he ran a shop called Golden Fingers? What possessed you to choose this shop I wonder. <br /><br />Hmmm "Anything for the weekend Sir?"<br /><br />Very interesting. I felt I was there.<br /><br />And for the record I talk to myself and answer myself out loud. It's a sign of genius.Jules https://www.blogger.com/profile/02447271977251616727noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-4833607399758077942013-04-15T06:56:46.684-04:002013-04-15T06:56:46.684-04:00I believe that that tragic haircut altered the dog...I believe that that tragic haircut altered the dog's behavior towards us. It softened her. Now she knows what kind of power we wield. It's not just food and water. The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-70023490751834082532013-04-15T06:54:07.343-04:002013-04-15T06:54:07.343-04:00It's that funny? I interpret my unfamiliarity ...It's that funny? I interpret my unfamiliarity with the music as an insult but have no compunction about saying he stunk. Facts are facts! I was extremely young and, like Benjamin, without direction. The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-89698040350766251892013-04-15T06:52:08.696-04:002013-04-15T06:52:08.696-04:00In reading them, I realize how much fun I was havi...In reading them, I realize how much fun I was having. At the time, I thought it was all just dull, ordinary life. There's a lesson there. The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-88334434180234331502013-04-15T06:42:25.155-04:002013-04-15T06:42:25.155-04:00Political correctness has gone barmy if we can'...Political correctness has gone barmy if we can't pronounce music strange. Mind you BO is something else.<br />I wonder how old you were. I'm minded of 'The graduate.'Pathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01529798893653033970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-49486790451013494902013-04-15T03:39:55.676-04:002013-04-15T03:39:55.676-04:00I told you - talk to your dog!I told you - talk to your dog!dinahmowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00052642938090553088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-42112984043902221432013-04-14T23:01:24.365-04:002013-04-14T23:01:24.365-04:00Oh man, I love these journal posts so much.Oh man, I love these journal posts so much.Sprinkled Words (former Miss Milk)https://www.blogger.com/profile/10490666010640657826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-53723049600676650192013-04-14T17:14:22.590-04:002013-04-14T17:14:22.590-04:00You have such an interesting, eclectic background....You have such an interesting, eclectic background. Sometimes I wonder about the wisdom of having spent so many years in New York vs. seeing a bit of the world, as you have. <br /><br />You should absolutely consult your journals and post it, if you have a mind to.The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-71791276763192360742013-04-14T17:12:51.327-04:002013-04-14T17:12:51.327-04:00I read these entries and they seem like another li...I read these entries and they seem like another lifetime ago, which it was. My circumstances were so different now that I barely recognize the "me" from back then.<br /><br />The journals are both a treasure and a curse. I <i>still</i> wonder about the wisdom of keeping them around the house.The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-42368031848396090472013-04-14T17:11:12.253-04:002013-04-14T17:11:12.253-04:00Listen, Samson, I've lost sleep over bad hairc...Listen, Samson, I've lost sleep over bad haircuts. And not all that long ago. For real.The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-90626362326877776132013-04-14T17:10:32.431-04:002013-04-14T17:10:32.431-04:00Calling their music strange seems unsophisticated ...Calling their music strange seems unsophisticated and a little judgmental. That was my mindset at the time. A little judgmental. Identifying someone from Ireland as being British made me feel like the American dope I was. I'd never make that mistake today. I hope. The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-13026718243052283682013-04-14T15:18:57.530-04:002013-04-14T15:18:57.530-04:00Funny to think where we have been at different tim...Funny to think where we have been at different times. In November 1992 I was in South Africa. I should pull out my journals and see if I wrote something on the 16th of November to see what I was doing whilst you were getting a haircut in an Arab barber shop. Elliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09130776138284979286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-77771334889760692772013-04-14T13:31:13.850-04:002013-04-14T13:31:13.850-04:00Oh.....I just love this 'entry'.....Everyt...Oh.....I just love this 'entry'.....Everything about it is so "human"....I mean that in the best way. I get such a sense of TIME AND PLACE....And who you are at that time and place---AND, in just a few short paragraphs.<br />You know what is interesting to me, coming from my 81--almost 82 year old perspective---how 1992 seems like it was just yesterday---NOT, 21 years ago....I understand that for you, so very much has changed in these twenty-one years, and, I think it is soooo truly wonderful that you have documented your daily life at that time.....I tell you, all of these journals are really precious...! Treasure them, my dear......OldLady Of The Hillshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02458879772193114892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-4173156781793710222013-04-14T07:03:17.770-04:002013-04-14T07:03:17.770-04:00Ah, haircuts. :¬)
Ah, haircuts. :¬)<br />mapstewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07159592046833798019noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-2863253525032549312013-04-14T04:19:29.171-04:002013-04-14T04:19:29.171-04:00I don't think there's anything wrong with ...I don't think there's anything wrong with "strange Arabian music" - it just tells the reader you're not familiar with it. Calling every part of the British Isles "England" is an American solecism well-known in the UK. Have a look at <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5h8tQJHUuuo" rel="nofollow">this comedy cameo</a> by the late Kenny Everett. Gorilla Bananashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13044093013423635830noreply@blogger.com