Let Death Be Your Adviser [meta happy new year]

It struck me earlier that it was exactly this time of year, albatross Christmas behind us, present looking grim as Bush prepared to pass his hot mess to Obama .. yea, 2008. Good luck fixing this shit, darkie. That's what Bush said, laughing. Even Cheney grinned, kind of. 

The economy was at a standstill. I was broke and "self employed," but at least the wife was moved out. She was expensive emotionally and cost a lot to support too. Me and Eli .. bachelors up for the challenge, cautiously optimistic, him 15 .. me 49.

It was about this day, then, in ott-eight, that Jeff aka nanatehay, my younger brother, introduced me to Open Salon where he had written several pieces, mostly political. He said it took two months before his first comment or rating. Not that his stuff wasn't good; it was rough for a newb at OS, or maybe they hated politics. The original beta clique members were a tough crowd. The site was only eight months old and after a test period Kerry Lauerman had OPENed the gates. Any cat or clown could join and be A WRITER! ---some beta members hissed. 

I finally posted something, my first, with much trepidation, Jan 2 of 2009 I believe. Luckily it was lost in the purge along with most everything else I published back then. I was terrible at writing but what I lacked in technique I [over]compensated with [brilliant] personality, also making myself known reading and leaving worthy comments and ratings at the kool kids' blogs, many of which were truly fabulous. Also, most definitely looked for hidden treasures from new contributors, the leps like Tink, forming cliques of our own. 

I became obsessed with OS. It was homepage on my computer, first thing I looked at every day. It wasn't rare to waste spend hours reading and commenting. And I wrote and wrote more, sometimes sending drafts to the real writer women for tips in writing and edits before publishing. They were so cool, happy to help and just for fun. Thanks ladies.

The OS cover was ever evolving with fast moving comment feed left, four hour ratings feed right, featured pieces center .. daily changes and several daily "Editor's Picks," not all of which even made it to the cover however; it was hard to get on that damned cover due to the editors having their maddening favorites : (`/ so there were fights over that, and fights over many other things. And this was even pre-token. Ha. I knew the original "Safe Bet" ---the famed professional gambleress blogger Suzi [RIP Suzi] Well, never met her personally but knew, you know. She didn't like me and I didn't blame her, although I did like her.

I did meat meet a lot of bloggers though, too. A lot. And there were romances, both in the flesh [once had Fireeyes24 and Robin Sneed in my hot tub simul-t] and by flirty comments leading to dirty OS private message, sometimes leading to live yahoo chat, then to naked international one handed phone calls. How fun.

Why the burst of nostalgia you ask? It's that reflective time of year, isn't it, and once again, an approximate anniversary. But .. also ... I was searching for an old blog yesterday, my one about THE ELEVENS because a friend was having a problem with them, like I have, and I ran into a comment to me from James Mark Emmerling, a great comment---his were always JEMs. 

Carrie Fisher died, and then her mother today too, some say of grief, but I cried no tears for either of them. I did cry for Emmerling when he ran into the tree earlier this year. Isn't that something. 

George Michael died too, so sad on Christmas day, and young at 53, but I cried no tears for George Michael. I did cry when we were told Kim Gamble passed this year. Dammit, innit.

Who else? I know "another steve" passed on, but I barely knew/knew of him. Does anyone recall Dakini Dancer? She was a beautiful blogging soul that died swimming laps way back in '09. Then too, I cried .. like cried my eyes out, and having never met her, or Gamble, or JME .. in person.

Right, too .. Sirenita Lake in '13 ... tears. Simply awful. She was here visiting, feeling bad like a flu and I talked to her in person before she was diagnosed. As many know, later, me and J went to San Francisco to visit. She was so sweet and gracious with us, even knowing she was very short for this world. Wow .. yeah, tears

Happy New Year folks. How are you doing? I've been reading my recently acquired collection of Carlos Castaneda.

Remember, don Juan always admonished, let death be your adviser.

                                                                                                    the meaning of life, by nanatehay

The Emmerling comment I mentioned was at a different blog. Here it is.

Comment by James Mark Emmerling on March 29, 2013 at 2:30pm

 Well aint u all fulla good cheer ..



There is evil in the world 
for there are men in the world
Take away humans, no evil 
but leave us alive, mucho evil-



It is the nature of our collective beasts


and will be the same, until our species is 
evaporated by a meteor or another one of 
them there Noah floods – yup


I tend to take life a bit more lightly. I see it as a funny dream I had one day.


It is surely true we gotta deal with mother nature :

But alas, 'tis spring time and the sun shines-
Life is good, as a little fairie once told my mom,
who in turn told me, to keep the circle rolling-
Like attracts like and I will choose to attract 
the good that can be found up in here..


I do not consult The walleyed pike.

He is a damn stupid goddamn flopping fish, after all.


I got to say, you should take theology courses at yer local college.







I will laugh much and smile more at the beauty 
I see everywhere I look-- will use wood raped from our
forests for profit to build things for vain over-privileged folks
for.. sigh.. profit--  HARK! BEWARE!!
but alas, the circle of life 
still spins and I am just
along for the ride



I am a volunteer at the Forest Rape Hotline. I tell the woods, it aint yer fault, stop blaming yerself.


The woods? Are deep and dark and silent."

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Comment by Jonathan Wolfman on December 29, 2016 at 3:24pm

A good 2017 to you.

Thanks for this, and for your sharing JEM w us at this time.

Comment by Myriad on December 29, 2016 at 3:39pm

Great post - so much nostalgia.  Some of us remember the FireEyes and Robin escapades and the fall-out, whoo-hoo.  Hey, back in the day it was a sport to meet OSers, tho I never hot-tubbed with any.  Met Alysa in Paris!!  Met a few others in more prosaic venues.  Haven't met a fellow blogger now in a long while...  Oops, not so - met a secretive one this past year, the only other OS veteran I know of in this general area.  Well, there are a few not far below the border, but it's a border...

I always thought that was a great thought of Castenada's - perhaps his only great one.

Comment by JMac1949 Today on December 29, 2016 at 3:39pm

James had a whole lot of us crying when he chose to take his leave... he made us laugh a lot while he was here.  Where and how is Nana?  Let him know we're missing him as well.

Comment by tr ig on December 29, 2016 at 4:05pm

Thank you Jon, and you're welcome. Merry proceedings going forward sir

Thanks Myriad. GAWD what a mess that was with Robin and Fireeyes, Robin having taken a bus from Texas where she had ridden with a pheasant hunter she had met in South Dakota after evacuating Colorado. The old pheasant hunter was spry she said, too spry. The madness factor at my house those ten days or so was HIGH. Then she moved in with Fireeyes, me shucked of them both. Do you recognize the Emmerling quote? It's from my "poetry" piece I did once, that you then read aloud, dramatically I assume, at the New York meetup with Greg Correll and Daisy Jane and Allison Murchie and who knows who. By chance, do you have that recording still? Don't bag on Castaneda dammit!!!

Aye JMac... fucking Emmerling. Nana is decent, so I hear. Kind of living on the edge, so to speak, but ok

Comment by marilyn sands on December 29, 2016 at 4:10pm

This brought back memories - I came in 2010.  James told it like it is & how it should be & is missed.  R&L

Comment by Rosigami on December 29, 2016 at 4:13pm

This was interesting to read, tr ig. Latecomer to Open Salon, me, brought over from a completely different site by Sirenita Lake (the fabulous and much-missed Cris Gutierrez) whom I did get to meet in SF before she left us.  
I managed to make a few new cyber-writer-friends before Open crumbled. I have met some, and would happily meet many more. I like the folks I interact with here.
JME talked me into joining Oursalon and I'm very glad he did.

Comment by JMac1949 Today on December 29, 2016 at 4:16pm

Rosi I miss Sirenita as well, she was a wonderful lady.

Comment by tr ig on December 29, 2016 at 4:21pm

I added Cris into the blog .. what a lady. I knew her closely which is so freaking out of the realm of what used to be possible, but came to be.

Hi Marilyn, didn't he!

Rosi .. I'd forgotten you came via Cris. Glad to know you : )

Comment by Jonathan Wolfman on December 29, 2016 at 4:26pm

FYI  as to Robin...after I offered Robin a show at Our Salon Radio she worked w Lorianne and the program she came up w, a sports commentary offering w a fellow she'd met in Seattle...it was original and quite good. After a time she disappeared for a good period (she'd been in Seattle and circumstances had in some ways improved for her) and then: Poof. Gone. I'd found her after a year in the Seattle region. We spoke and while she did not say so, it was clear to me that she'd rather, at that time, not have been located. The number I found for her, at which we spoke, went out of service and while she knows how to be in touch if she needs to be, so I am making no further inquiries just now.

Comment by Safe Bet's Amy on December 29, 2016 at 6:05pm

I'll be damned if I can remember their names, but, in addition to some you mentioned o' course (thanks for remembering my Suzy), I miss that very astute, "take no prisoners" Greek chick from up around the Bay Area and the very funny and VERY sarcastic chick who lived in the LA area.  I think GC was one of the few OS Betas I could stand.  The LAC was a friend of  John Blumenthal I think.

ALSO...  do NOT forget Leaping Larry who is VERILY missed.


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