tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post4040138187855632718..comments2024-02-05T04:13:49.546-08:00Comments on The Division Street Princess: Short FuseElaine Solowayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00188124165205604782noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post-60983131798968749762008-06-29T11:02:00.000-07:002008-06-29T11:02:00.000-07:00I also blow up when provoked, and am otherwise qui...I also blow up when provoked, and am otherwise quite warm and happy. The older I get, the better this feels, so I understand you feeling like Wonder Woman. Good for you! One thing I've learned about myself over the years is that as I have given myself permission to feel anger, (something denied me as a child), it is healthier for me. Hooray for feeling what's really there!<BR/><BR/>I enjoy your blog and will check out your book.Kris Cahillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01940677144487682227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post-59082488632432394572007-09-26T05:59:00.000-07:002007-09-26T05:59:00.000-07:00Dear Elaine Balboa If I ever get into a bar room b...Dear Elaine Balboa<BR/> <BR/>If I ever get into a bar room brawl or an alley fight...I want you covering my back!!!<BR/> <BR/>COUSIN VITO FROM THE OLD HOODAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post-60252456606093416182007-09-19T05:31:05.407-07:002007-09-19T05:31:05.407-07:00Amen sista..., I wish I could have been on the tra...Amen sista..., I wish I could have been on the train to witness that one and the other one I just want to know who the guy was. See you soon. HollyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post-62676972965525635812007-09-18T06:04:06.020-07:002007-09-18T06:04:06.020-07:00cute mawho was the fiesty guy?i would have shot ba...cute ma<BR/>who was the fiesty guy?<BR/>i would have shot back at him too<BR/><BR/>faithAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post-43195633762041512092007-09-17T16:49:06.717-07:002007-09-17T16:49:06.717-07:00I too will wear dark glasses the next time we see ...I too will wear dark glasses the next time we see each other so that you cannot see the fear in my eyes. I had no idea my little sster had become a tough broad. Next thing you know, you'll be taking up Twai Kan Do.<BR/><BR/>BroAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post-20940226886776004452007-09-17T12:54:00.000-07:002007-09-17T12:54:00.000-07:00I find myself relaxing and not getting to excited ...I find myself relaxing and not getting to excited about much. It takes a lot to get me going <BR/>anymore.<BR/><BR/>Aunt JackieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post-14508065624690729902007-09-17T12:49:00.000-07:002007-09-17T12:49:00.000-07:00that flasher should be castratedJenthat flasher should be castrated<BR/><BR/>JenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post-80035434639401111532007-09-17T12:44:00.000-07:002007-09-17T12:44:00.000-07:00Well , "Tuley cousin," I see you are going through...Well , "Tuley cousin," I see you are going through "that age" where patience can wear a wee bit thin. Not too worry, it will pass, and what now annoys you will soon amuse you. Example: I return the finger with a smile and a salute: someone gets in line ahead of me: no problem. "May I help you with that package?" If a door is slammed in my face, hmmm, I need that little bit of exercise. and on and on. expect those little personal idiosyncrasies of the human race,and you'll find yourself chuckling about it later. try it. saves a lot of wear and tear on the ol' body system. and heaven knows we don't need anymore wear and tear.( as an aside, some lady in an article responded thusly when a pants dropper did his thing: " I didn't know they came that small") cheers.<BR/>KenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post-32986125265865718532007-09-17T12:42:00.000-07:002007-09-17T12:42:00.000-07:00Good stuff – sometimes “shut the fuck up” is the o...Good stuff – sometimes “shut the fuck up” is the only sane reply (particularly in the present cultural climate). And I might add that a dear friend of mine, who’s been known to blow a gasket when told to “calm down,” refers to herself as “local hothead."<BR/> <BR/>Thanks for sharing.<BR/>Xo<BR/>SGAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post-32258291122100388632007-09-17T12:38:00.000-07:002007-09-17T12:38:00.000-07:00Hi Cuz:I actually have mellowed with age, much lik...Hi Cuz:<BR/><BR/>I actually have mellowed with age, much like fine wine (or perhaps more accurately like certain cheese that's been left out a little too long).<BR/> <BR/>Nevertheless, there are certain things that really tick me off -- like the time several years ago when I was walking my first dog Dexter, & a guy walking his dog had the temerity to be upset when Dexter (a miniature Australian Shepherd -- a breed not known for gentility) wouldn't stop lunging & barking at this fella's dog.<BR/><BR/>The fact that Dexter weighed all of 25 pounds, & this other dog -- a <BR/>plodding, bovine mix of some kind with a perpetual low growl -- easily weighed at least three times that much, didn't faze Dexter at all. As a puppy he would encounter Mastiffs & stand his ground, putting his paws up on their faces, yapping at them until they gently batted him away. <BR/><BR/>He eventually learned fear, but he rarely backed down from a bigger <BR/>dog.<BR/><BR/>This big dog & his owner were a semi- regular fixtures in our <BR/>neighborhood. Like his dog, he plodded sullenly up & down the <BR/>streets of our little community. Other dogs turned on their heels at <BR/>the sight of his, & he made no attempt to ingratiate himself.<BR/><BR/>I always kept Dexter on a pretty short leash as a matter of habit,<BR/>but this time he had gotten away from me -- & was running around the big dog, obviously trying to herd him. The owner, with a dull expression that perfectly matched that of the dog's, began kicking at Dexter, as I ran up. "Stop kicking my dog!", I yelled. "Look what he's doing!", yelled the owner. I pulled Dexter away, &, my voice dropping to it's lowest register (when I sound about as menacing as Bea Arthur), I looked into his witless face & screamed "FUCK OFF!!" He gathered his dog & his dignity, & marched off.<BR/><BR/>A few years later, I learned from other people in the neighborhood <BR/>that the dog owner is a nice guy, & I have no reason to doubt it. But nobody kicks my dog.<BR/><BR/>Dexter died in '05 -- he ate something that he shouldn't, & his <BR/>kidneys shut down. As he lay dying in my arms in the clinic where we <BR/>had brought him, I regretted a lot of things -- mostly that we didn't <BR/>have more time with him. But one thing I'll never regret is that I <BR/>exploded in defense of him.<BR/><BR/>NeilAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post-22649985584693041182007-09-17T10:03:00.000-07:002007-09-17T10:03:00.000-07:00Elaine: some of us are getting more patient as we ...Elaine: some of us are getting more patient as we age. If you reduce your stress - which I hope you can - you should be less likely to flare-up and you might live longer. I say let the hotheads blow - as long as they are not blowing my way.<BR/>l'shana tova<BR/><BR/>Elliot ZAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post-74651071467533560782007-09-17T09:26:00.000-07:002007-09-17T09:26:00.000-07:00I've been using the "F" word a lot lately, and I t...I've been using the "F" word a lot lately, and I think with good reason. The war, the economy, health care ... actually, just about anything on the nightly news. Your response to the flasher was excellent!<BR/><BR/><BR/>BACBAChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04394238321236592123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post-14821137581979714402007-09-17T07:28:00.000-07:002007-09-17T07:28:00.000-07:00Your blog was great. I’ve been missing it.No, as ...Your blog was great. I’ve been missing it.<BR/>No, as I age, I blow less. For me who has always been rather bold, to say the least, aging has caused my fuse to lengthen. Mort’s the same.<BR/>I love your new feistiness. However with the flasher, next time, kick him in the balls!<BR/>Love<BR/>HedyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post-90464041194335010282007-09-17T06:08:00.000-07:002007-09-17T06:08:00.000-07:00Hee, oh Elaine, I'd do the same thing! I'm a pret...Hee, oh Elaine, I'd do the same thing! I'm a pretty calm person up to a point and then forget it. My favorite story is too long for here but I recently gave what for to a surly Jewel employee.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23281379.post-88146086228869562272007-09-17T04:19:00.000-07:002007-09-17T04:19:00.000-07:00Great post. Someone had to tell that flasher. Good...Great post. Someone had to tell that flasher. Good on you for being that person.Guilty Secrethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08421149287486690752noreply@blogger.com