tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505679.post116139257413913729..comments2023-07-06T19:42:05.576+10:00Comments on Tango and Madness: Blue BirdLola Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04599769457695214118noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505679.post-1161660255068758352006-10-24T13:24:00.000+10:002006-10-24T13:24:00.000+10:00Yes this poem is by Mr Hank Bukowski - you got it ...Yes this poem is by Mr Hank Bukowski - you got it in one.<BR/><BR/>I'm actually doing pretty well. Instead of dwelling on disappointing occurances and things I have no control of, I'm just soldiering on.. going on long walks and roasting tomatoes.. as you do.<BR/>I've got Mr Chris Issak as my companion this week and he has been mighty fine,thank you very much!Lola Lopezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04599769457695214118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505679.post-1161533660609888652006-10-23T02:14:00.000+10:002006-10-23T02:14:00.000+10:00Is this a Bukowski poem? Haven't read it, only hea...Is this a Bukowski poem? Haven't read it, only heard it (I think) in that doco, Born Into This, or whatever it was.<BR/><BR/>but I could be remembering stuff wrong.<BR/><BR/>I'm in two minds about the whole how are you thing. most human interaction is kind of transient and you're only really asking how they are as a way of acknowledging their existence. Maybe it's shallow of me, but I truly don't want to ask how an acquaintance is and hear about some personal crisis. If it's a close friend, different story.<BR/><BR/>Be damned if I'll ever put anyone but the closest friends through telling them how I really am when I'm down. I just can't do it. I rarely do it with the closest ones.<BR/><BR/>And that, I guess, is the point of the Bluebird poem.<BR/><BR/>Hang in there, Milongita. Smash furniture if you need to, but hang in there. There are laughs to be had.Lee Bemrosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06707770188310080355noreply@blogger.com