This is an old, old, old photo shopped picture.  But, I like it and I don't think I've posted it for awhile. 

Makes me think of you all, out there. 

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Comment by greenheron on July 3, 2017 at 7:50am

I'm just a housewife, in Tennessee.

Pardon me Julie, but hahahahahahah. Like Flannery O'Connor was a housewife in Georgia.

No Facebook for me, am officially in the Facebook Resistance. What is the Opium Den? 

One of my colleagues is Russian. I asked him recently if he thought the Russians colluded with the Trump administration. He said, "Of course! That's how it works!". He also said (grinning), "It will be okay".

Until a few years ago, he lived in St. Petersburg. The Russian government put him through art school, then on graduation, provided him with a stipend and studio space. In every room of every Russian state building hangs a hand painted portrait of Lenin. State sponsored artists paint these. He had to paint two portraits of Lenin each month, then he could paint whatever he wanted. He said being an artist in Russia is so much better than it is here. He has an ambivalent perspective on Russia, loves it, kind of the way I feel about the US. His views on all the current political hoodeeha are so different and I love talking to him about it.

Comment by Julie Johnson on July 4, 2017 at 4:24am

The Facebook Resistance, eh?  With capital letters even!  I'm impressed.  Seriously.  May I vent?  I got on it, a little over a year ago now.  My oldest daughter had been so good to share hers for family stuff, I never felt the need to before, either.  People knew I wasn't on face book, so she'd post pictures and pass messages.  She's very social and has almost a thousand friends, many relatives.  Except, it's been a little over a year now, there was some stuff going on 'here' and so many people mentioned that's where they were, so I thought...well...maybe.  Who knows who Julie Johnson is anyway?  I can keep it sort of anonymous, like I do here.  ha!  It was fun, at first. Even when the Russians found me, I was like 'how interesting'.  And, it took  me awhile but it was fun being a super sleuth.  Every body used to be anonymous back in the old days, so I had no 'real' names to go by.  There was one or two that I knew, so it was find a friend of a friend of a friend and the ones I did find, remembered me fondly.  I was so excited, ran out into the living room to tell my family.  They used to give me such a hard time about the internet and how people weren't 'real', and one in particular I'm so proud of, is doing stand up comedy in Canada, and she used to make me laugh out loud just reading her. For her to be doing comedy?  It was perfect.   Another had sold a quite a few books, another, an artist doing very well.  I'm thinking, I could do this. Except, I had no idea how seriously people that do use the face book take this friending and unfriending.  And, my settings kept changing. And people I knew from 'real life' were showing up on my page as people I might know.  I'm thinking I must be showing up on theirs too, and I do not like this.  It's jarring.  The algorithms.  I had only one friend from real life, my aunt.  We email almost every day anyway, and it was entertaining, with my Anna standing behind me and her and Keiko were teasing each other back and forth.  They were both interested in my 'spy stories', and laughing with me, not at me.  A few months go by, Keiko drops out and off the internet totally, and since I was bragging about finding people, my oldest daughter thought we should be friends too.  ...okay...Let me say this first.  I love her, with all my heart and she loves me too. But, we are two totally different people and we fuss sometimes.  I knew it, I knew it, I knew it.  There was some family stuff going on, and it carried over to the face book, and I unfriended her!  I figured, we talk on the phone anyway, why bring it to the face book?  I really did not know how bad it would hurt her feelings.  Then, that made me feel bad.  Now, we're 'friends' again, but ...  I stopped at 20 friends, and no more! I like the memes, and I like looking at the pages of the people I've got so I'm not going to completely sign off, but... The grand experiment of the Face book, is over for me.  The political stuff drives me nuts, and like our Anna here has mentioned, the mix of family and friends?  No way.  As the old song goes, I learned my lesson well.  

Comment by Julie Johnson on July 4, 2017 at 4:27am

..oh, you ask about the Opium den.  There's a little box on the bottom right hand corner of the screen, with a chat room here.  

Comment by Julie Johnson on July 5, 2017 at 2:01pm

*** it is, late afternoon on the day after the 4th of July.  Storming, again.  Tootsie hiding in the cubby behind me.  GB getting ready for a funeral this afternoon. One of the old Patriarchs from this part of town.  I'm not going to this one, but I bet there will be thousands there, and I'm not exaggerating. Nice to have some time to read around some.  So happy to see a post from Zanelle with a link to her blog site. She's one I went to the face book for.  Then, I went over to FM's doodle thread again, and noticed that Angry Buddha guy is gone, and took all his threads with him.  I had 'just' sent out a friend request so that I could find one of his comments, and *poof* he was gone.  Odd coincidence, same thing with Jan Sand when I sent him a request, has it been two years ago now?  *poof* the next day. Gone. About half my threads here, had comments from Keiko, that made them so much funnier in context and they're all gone.  *deep sighs*  It's almost enough to give a person a complex. (not really) My favorite aunt, that we email back and forth to each other almost every day, has bouts of depression and I'm afraid this is a bad one, nothing I can 'do' from here.  She has family there, but she's not in the mood to read or write much these days. When she gets like this, best thing to do is just let it be.  So, in order to scratch my typing itch, you all are stuck with me.  Until you're not.  I might go *poof* one day too.  muhahahha... 

Comment by Julie Johnson on July 6, 2017 at 7:21am


Once again, just looking for somewhere to type after reading around for a bit.  The burying is today, here in just a little bit but not at our cemetery.  Thinking of the 'patriarchs', this guy same age as Mamaw.  They went to school together one year, known each other all their lives.  I do not understand 'depression', although I do think it's contagious.  Mamaw is depressed, my aunt is depressed, I think GB is too, pretty sure my youngest son is going thru a spell of it.  My oldest daughter, and my oldest son have had a bought of it, in years past also.  I'm just here.  Nobody really to 'talk' to, except my youngest daughter, and I don't want to put too much on her. I went to a therapist a few years back, a few of them actually, if you count the way way past, and they've all said I was fine not to worry, maybe a bit too much 'magical thinking'.  Mostly in the way, I think if I say just the right thing, or do just the right thing, it'll make a difference.  I mean, sometimes it does, but not to count on it.  

Anyway, here in Scruffy City, I'm reading the paper this morning, and they had a bit of a mini riot on the night of the 4th, in the same neighborhood where we did the Meals on Wheels. Shooting some high powered fire works at the police and some some injuries, a few arrests.  No one killed, thankfully.  Of course the newspaper never tells the whole story, or even the rest of the story.  Last night, I was reading a bit on The Root, and following a few links on riot history.  Really interesting, how much we can look up now with the internet and find out about history, that we weren't taught in school.  I had never heard of the Tulsa riots, and a few others.  When I was going to school, it was all about the Revolution and the Indian wars.  We never really studied that much about the Civil War.  I guess, because NDak wasn't even a state back then.  Or, maybe I just wasn't paying attention....

Looking up at the clock, time to start the day.  You all take care out there, and have fun!!

Comment by Anna Herrington on July 6, 2017 at 8:35am

Mornin' ~ 

You know, in the 3D side of things, people tend to worry when you're off in the corner talking to yerself....

: D

I've got to go water all the work I got done this morning but will be back to chat with you.

Buddha Guy left?????  That's too bad, I liked the guy, even if I didn't comment much on his threads...

So it goes.

Seems to me the secret is to just go without getting rid of all your page stuff. The number of times I've silently flounced out of here..... but then the draw pulls me back in, as, you guys are my online peeps, as Rita would say....

Stay cool out there. Hot today.

(I email with my aunt all the time, too.... or we did until a year ago or so when it tapered off a bit, more because I've gotten so busy and she has been busy too - and I think we have talked out everything there is to talk about!!!  But she better live forever as I'll be so crushed when she goes.... if I outlast her, that is. You never know, right?)

Comment by greenheron on July 6, 2017 at 10:40am

I like talking to myself in the corner! Or with you two :)

The Opium Den is a chat function? Was not even aware and have not checked it out. I am kind of an internet monk when it comes to social media, no Facebook/Instagram/twitter. I used to be a commenter at salon, which is how I found OS, but haven't done that in ages, and don't really read there anymore.

I did not know Buddha Guy left either. Was there a dust up? I miss a lot that goes on, mostly because there is a lot I skip. He seemed like a good guy though. Maybe he will return. I saw the post from Zanelle yesterday. It seems most of us wander away for periods of time, then wander back. I've gone months without checking in. Real world stuff can demand attention, especially when school's in session, but I'm on summer break now. 

Anna, what did you end up making with the blueberries?

Comment by Phyllis on July 6, 2017 at 6:06pm

Hi, I came to catch up and all of the old comments are gone. I've been in my own world again, if it wasn't for the email my short term memory would be distracted and I'd forget to come by for 6 months. :)

I have unfriended most of my family and even blocked some of them on Facebook, I don't need the grief. And some others have blocked me. We don't talk in real life so why pretend. I unfriended Dad, too, but told him I was going to. We Messenger when we need to talk.

Life. I want a new one. James Emmerling posted comments on my post that I reposted. I wish I had known how down he was, I would have ignored him and driven over to visit.

Comment by Julie Johnson on July 6, 2017 at 6:28pm

Hey Phyllis!  I was just getting ready to sign off for the night, and saw you posted here.  They're not gone!  Must be a glitch, you have to go back to the beginning on all the posts to get to the older comments.  I just read your repost from 2013, and so many good thoughts and insights!  So many similarities between all of us, just wow...  I should post some pictures of my 7 foot tall fence we a built in the back a few years ago, to keep the neighbors away?  For years and years, we had no neighbors, and when they moved in omg it was awful.  Couldn't even step off the back porch without them hollering and waving...hello!  hello!  I felt so trapped. On your post, I didn't know James that well, but I always liked reading him, but I mostly read Margaret back then.  I'm almost always looking for the women's point of view, especially with their children and their mothers.  Haunting...

Anna, you make me laugh, thank you!  

Greeny, those tweets are hilarious!  I hope there's more tomorrow.  And, I didn't see a dust up either, just noticed he was missing.  

Comment by Phyllis on July 6, 2017 at 6:45pm

My post has me wondering if I'm better or better at hiding. I'm working on a headache so probably it's the second choice. Then I wonder, well so what? If I feel better mostly then what's wrong with hiding? 

I know, existential and too deep for a Thursday. It's Pluto's fault.


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