pithy codification

[henry quirk]

Well, in the case of...

'don't cut the brush for him, teach the BEAST how to use the machete, then hand it over to him'

...that would be a metaphorical sumthin' I’d say to 'me'.

[Clodfobble]

Originally Posted by henry quirk

I'd say, 'calm down, use your words'.

Ah, but the lesson goes deeper than that. It's not about using words, it's about how the words are delivered. It doesn't matter if you are right and the other guy is wrong, if your delivery is off-putting, and his is not, no one will listen to you. (This is, however, a lesson you are not always well-versed in yourself, so I'm not surprised it wasn't the first interpretation your mind leapt to. )

[henry quirk]

"the lesson goes deeper than that"

Yeah, I get that...so will he (once he gets beyond six years of age).

Right now: gotta go with what works.

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"This is, however, a lesson you are not always well-versed in yourself"

Nice.

[BigV]

hq, what do you mean when you use the word "BEAST" in these posts?

[henry quirk]

The BEAST is my nephew (also known as Monkey, Sir Monka-Monk, and the Monkey King).

I live with him...I'm one of his caretakers.

[glatt]

Originally Posted by henry quirk

also known as Monkey, Sir Monka-Monk, and the Monkey King.

Funny.

We referred to our as "the chicken" when she was an infant. Just like the logic question about crossing the stream with the grain, the fox, and the chicken. You pretty much always have to have the chicken with you.

[infinite monkey]

that's great!

"honey, can you pick up the chicken on the way home?"

[infinite monkey]

sigh.

i think an uncle who steps up to the plate is admirable.

perhaps this isn't the thread for personal jabs...they seem rooted in insecurity when placed here.

but i'm angry at the world so anything i post should be taken with grains of salt.

[monster]

Sorry mybad for not following your rules and expectations. oh and fuck you, quenry.

[infinite monkey]

So...I'm not a parent, but i will say that my brothers and their spouses are damn good ones.

what my dad told me: hey, they can kill you, but they can't eat you.

mom was more subtle, but besides the joking that i could marry a rich guy as easily as i could a poor one (knowing i'm a sucker for starving artist types) she mostly was pithy about independence and self-sufficiency. And she learned those values from my grandma.

[henry quirk]

"Sorry mybad for not following your rules and expectations."

Hey, no worries...wouldn’t want you to have a stroke about it.

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"oh and fuck you, quenry."

That's 'Henry', you silly cunt.

[henry quirk]

"the chicken"

HA!

I like that...

[henry quirk]

Hey, IM,

Save your energy for the folks who matter...

Henry, if you are the same person who used to post online about Stirner under the email address [emaildeleted], could you please contact me at: [emaildeleted] when you get a chance?

[henry quirk]

As you can: check yer g-box.