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fasteddy

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#260204 And how was your day???

Posted by fasteddy on 08 July 2019 - 06:39 AM

are you getting a plate of choppers to flash? :love3:

Yea in a couple weeks after all the swelling is down.Yea should I decide I'm gonna go to my 50th class reunion I'll have teeth, lol!




#260198 And how was your day???

Posted by fasteddy on 07 July 2019 - 11:48 AM

6 Teeth yanked no big deal, little bleeding, no pain except from novacaine needle, lol, and little after pain, more soreness and the swelling is dropping quick ..Tylenol 3 and good weed help make things comfy also.....




#260159 And how was your day???

Posted by fasteddy on 28 June 2019 - 11:44 AM

So I had the evaluation done on my teeth and decided to go for full upper dentures. Implants are out of the question financially and they fail a lot more than the ads would have you believe. I had 3 of them in the past and they damaged the bone before they failed.  Because of the partial plate I already have I decided against the 1 day surgery and dentures.  I won't need to do a 3 time refit that way in waiting for the healing. I've talked with a number of other denture wearers and the happiest seem to be the ones who let their mouth heal before doing the impression.  The vanity issue I could care less about so the delay doesn't matter to me.   My brother very graciously offered to take care of my copay so I end up with nothing out of pocket.  So with 8 extractions and the full plate the co-pay was less than a thousand, including all follow up. My BC/BS Medicare Supplement takes care of the rest.  Having it done out at my brothers in Plainfield at Plainfield Dental  and will stay there for a few.  My niece insisted I stay there or she would come stay with me here.  I'm good with being babied for a few days and my grandniece Lilith is like a reality TV show to watch as she goes about her day.  At 6 she is such a delight to watch and is quite the little helper.  We spoil the hell out of her and the house pretty much revolves around her but you would never know it by her behavior. Her vocabulary is a lot larger than her enunciation skills yet so conversations are an adventure of a sort.   She does a hug run around the house when she gets up and doesn't stop until she falls asleep that night. She even drew me up an "Uncles" Father's Day card.  My brothers place is like a  " G or PG" rated version of the show " Shameless" and she is definitely the co-star.  Bro is retired, widowed, and niece Jessica runs the house and farm/property for him, along with her bf, and her two grown boys.  Lilith was quite the surprise as Jess was told she would not have any more children over 2 decades ago.  There was a stand of Christmas Trees that overgrew and some died off after reaching about 40 foot or so and I cleared out all the downfall and clutter  and trimmed the remaining trees and put a campsite in the middle of the trees.  This will be my 3rd year in the campsite there.  About 1/4 acre with pop-up camper, screen gazebo, wash up sink and chem toilet, picnic table etc.  Kinda a like my own little state park in the woods with built in bug zappers. The Dollar Tree store here always has those solar walkway lights for a Dollar (go figure) and just for fun I made a bunch of brackets for the remaining trees and those lights in the brackets during parties and it's like low level club lighting, lol. Got some large speakers( 6 plus a huge thing the size of a fridge my nephew found) mounted and wired to an amp/stereo I picked up at the Goodwill store.  Then I got a copy of Leonard Bernstein's performance of Gershwin's Rhapsody in Blue at Carnegie Hall with the New York Philharmonic from 1976.  The effect as it echoed throughout the trees was overwhelming as I sat in the middle listening while enjoying a well packed bowl of weed. The song has a great deal of meaning to us as it was mom's favorite that was played for her by the nurses when she was in Grace Hospital in 1948 paralyzed with GBS.  Jess and I sat in the glider in the clearing and absorbed the piece as it played and she was crying as much as me when the refrain played. Hoping to have big family get together soon so I have to make sure the "Guest" tents are all set in case anyone imbibes too much.  Every once in a while my brother, me and my sisters sort of realize,  Holy Shit, were still here, despite our best efforts it sometimes seemed. I'm stunned I'm still here anyhow.  Old age shit is hitting my older sister and my brother more and more.  She has beat 2 types of cancer so far, brittle bone issues, hip replacement, heart attack, 2 pulmonary embolisms, etc.   Bro has a host of agent orange issues along with other service related stuff and is pill regiment is more than I'd ever be able to keep up with.  His VA care has overall been outstanding and the improvements in the services over the last 2 years is incredible and about fucking time!   Little sis Kate is gonna hit 60 in a couple weeks,  hard to believe, I remember mom bringing her home from the hospital when she was born, I was 9 and mom handed her to me and told me it was my turn to be a big brother. That was a job I took seriously right up to her marriage to a great guy who still worships the ground she walks on and is a fantastic father to my other 2 nieces.  So if everyone were to show at this get together it would be about 20 or so with bf's and gf's extra ...... I could have a lot fun cooking for that kind of crowd and I gave Jess all my catering stuff already so it's all there.    One more note.... as I was sitting at his picnic table last week reading "Cathedral" by DeMille  watching the sunset on the hills to the west of the valley across from his farm,  truly spectacular cloud effect every night.  He came out of the house with a beer, sat down next to me and said, " You're not using up all my view are you?"   We laughed till we almost pissed ourselves which at 71 and 69 is daily becoming a greater danger!   




#259994 Happy Birthday, Tyler!

Posted by fasteddy on 17 May 2019 - 10:12 AM

May you have phenomenal sex or whatever you wake up wanting.......




#259975 Sad news

Posted by fasteddy on 12 May 2019 - 03:43 PM

Pretty eyes, damn.   




#259960 Sad news

Posted by fasteddy on 10 May 2019 - 05:15 PM

You posted two separate 'chew' posts! :love3:

choo choo and chewy...

Loved them both! :love1:

 

you love all the boys




#259958 And how was your day???

Posted by fasteddy on 10 May 2019 - 04:54 PM

Had a vertigo attack Wed morning, that was fun.... not.    This wasn't one of those to fuck with this time.   I can usually get the dizziness to stop but this not time,  After a barf run made it back to about 3 foot from the couch just in position to land on the coffee table on the way down.  So now it looks like I got hit by a piece of wood, well  not totally, I sorta assaulted the table on the way to the floor and it gave it right back to me with a black eye, bruised cheek and ribs.  Shit that tables fucking hard, lol. Hmmmhp more sore spots are showing up, glad I'm in decent shape other than sanity issues but then who is really to judge my friend right????  Funny I got some invites to my 50th year , high school reunion.  We had  a big class but I was one of the boys that got on the bus downtown to go to work after school and if I missed that bus I walked to work or  listened to my father bitch at me for not showing up at work.  There was a whole bus of us going down to Cherry and North St. where all the shops were.  One of he guys who sent me an invite was one of the ones who threw eggs and made fun of the low class boys, he got to out for sports.  There was help available for athletes families even then.  It's funny one of the things I learned while a grocery clerk at a local Barker;s Dept. store was the sign shop and that led to a number of my brochure designs.  It was still a type and ink sign shop and boy mistakes could be pretty funny.  So anyhow the asshole who sent me the invite had tormented all through high school cause he was big and could and his father was rich.  The invite has a picture of him in a wheelchair.  I think I'll not attend. Some things don't let go....




#259957 And how was your day???

Posted by fasteddy on 10 May 2019 - 04:15 PM

The ravages of dementia and related disorders is more difficult for my mind and heart than cancer, for the very reason you describe. I'm glad you have gratitude for your situation and I hope you keep writing.  :love2: Writing is still a hobby.  Not just on here but a few locations and I still get a an envelope with a resume and some photos asking to put together a brouchure.  What a difference doing that in 1970's when mockups were done like grammar school posters when you took them to the printer and the two of you would work together matching the photo plates with the banner and the text and do the 1st short run to the opinion folks and if it they liked it 50 to 100 thousand copies in a local State Rep. race.  There were not many printers in my area at the time so I figured the best way to keep him available was to keep him busy but my stuff got top priority during the campaign. I still use touch typing just to enforce habit and if you do it in front of someone as you are talking and looking at them it's hysterical if they have never seen a old man type, ahhhhhh the little things that please as we get older,,,,, heheheheheheh




#259944 And how was your day???

Posted by fasteddy on 03 May 2019 - 04:18 PM

WoW. What a blast reading this. I read it out loud to my 35 year old nephew (who I thought was 27) and we both laughed our asses off. ALL older fuckers should be so prolific. :love3:

Did you play Perfidia in the background as you read it aloud???? Fuck that would make an episode on one of the silly   "Here" network  series shows......lol




#259943 And how was your day???

Posted by fasteddy on 03 May 2019 - 04:15 PM

Dementia can have such a cruel effect on one’s personality.

What I know I'm facing is vascular dementia sooner or later from the car accident in 1980, i was out too long so memory loss is still a recognizable reality for me at least, lol but is getting worse so I keep up reading and have adjusted so I can manage it.  Outside of limiting fatigue and anxiety and avoid high thc setiva weed there isn't much I can do but hey I'm good....




#259940 And how was your day???

Posted by fasteddy on 03 May 2019 - 04:06 PM

The ravages of dementia and related disorders is more difficult for my mind and heart than cancer, for the very reason you describe. I'm glad you have gratitude for your situation and I hope you keep writing. :love2:

You're too sweet!!!!  So anyhow my deputy fire chief fuck buddy was over this morning.  We've been hooking up for about 5 or 6 years or so 4 or 5 times a year.  He's like 40-45 and seems to be getting more adventurous every time. Plus he's a real nice guy and had me almost chuckling when he sort of whispered there was no way his wife could make him feel that good, while I was fucking him doggy style.  I had Pandora on in the background to stifle the sound effects to the neighbors and left it on after we finished dissipating each other he went back to his day I went to the store and when I came back home a WW2 songs station was on and Vera Lynn's rendition of I'll be seeing you was on.  It brought to mind a Sunday afternoon Gentlemens Lounge tradition at one of the old time gay bars in New Haven. In the upstairs there was a small service bar with several stools for customers waiting on one of the small round cafe tables throughout to open up.  There was a self enforced dress code with a quiet conversational atmosphere even during the weekly piano player/singer/comedian show.  Drinks were strictly table service and the waiters had faux tux outfits.  It was really quite nice.  Ran from 11-4 every Sunday afternoon.  It allowed for the older men in gay community to socialize outside of the blaring speakers of the dance floor.  The entertainer did a lot of big band songs and was a lot of fun.  We worked together in the gay non-profit theater on a bunch of shows.  One time a cop showed up and the look on his face when he saw a dimly lit room full of well to formally dressed men sitting at cafe tables listening to big band songs from WW2, well it was fucking priceless.... ... it was a successful  deal too for a while.....It was the place to be...........     snobby, classy, cliquey, bitchy, but oh so well behaved and profanity seemed to be more of an exclamative nature rather the primary content of conversations as it is in bars today, lol.  Fortunately for my safety and the safety of the world I quit drinking in 2003 and haven't been in any of the bars since.  I don't fear falling off the wagon so much as I've just lost the desire for the phony comradeship of the gay clubs that so quickly disappears outside the doors. I was such a poster child for naivety in the late 60's and 70's.  I totally confused affection and attention for sincerity and concern, lol.  As long as I stayed drunk enough during those times I was able to convince myself I wasn't  being abused again like I was as little kid because now it felt good.  That's why after I quit drinking I did a full reboot and realized I wasn't gonna achieve a gay version of Ozzie and Harriet and fuck trying if it meant being pushed out of my comfort zone again.   Too funny --- Glenn Millers Perfidia is on right now as I type this, hhahahaha.  Don't try to appreciate that without listening to the song, lol!!! So anyhow after drying out I figured fuck it, time for me to be selfish and take care of me. What's really funny though is one of my bar only buddies tracked me down to pay me back the money I loaned him just before I quit drinking.  He found me at the Monday night AA meeting I chaired, stayed for the meeting but didn't quit that night, he wasn't ready yet but he did call me when he was and he's still sober.  Now there's a Chinese road map of actions, intent, consequences and totally unexpected results huh????  I love retirement and good weed...... :)




#259803 Cows

Posted by fasteddy on 17 March 2019 - 04:56 PM

I wanna see his farm equipment!  :love3:

I'll be his goat boy.........

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#259801 And how was your day???

Posted by fasteddy on 17 March 2019 - 04:33 PM

I sure hope stinky boy is doing better now. Sometimes institutional living is the best alternative. :love3:

I think he had some health issues to start with that aggravated the dementia or caused it's acceleration.  As I look what I wrote I'm realizing that the word "elderly" is now self-descriptive,lol.  I'm lucky that while I live alone in this huge building that there are folks that do a " Hey, what you up to " if they don't hear from he pretty regular besides my immediate family who are all within 50 miles and incredibly enough we all still talk to each other........ Institutionalization was about all there was left for this guy.  I fear dementia much more than cancer.  I'm still stunned that I'm here long enough to see it affect people I grew up with.  I was at a veterans benefit dinner of some sort and talking with a guy I'd known forever for about 10 minutes and we were sharing stories and events and he suddenly stopped talking and started to sob.  I waited and he explained that the whole time we had been talking he was trying to remember my name and that that was happening more and more often to him and he had gotten lost on the way home a couple weeks earlier.  He knew he was in trouble.  Then another political friends father was getting a lifetime achievement award from a veterans group and we had to bring my friends father up the back steps of the post as he was having one of his bad days and was oblivious to all around him for the most part and didn't talk to anyone.  We walked him to the podium to recieve the award, back to his chair and then at the 1st break back down to the car and home. A week later my friend was reelected mayor to his 9 or 10th term or something so I went to the HQ to congratulate him and his dad was there in full suit and tie looking as dapper as he always did in the old days and when he saw me he came up and said " Hey Ed, boy wasn't that great last week?"  I almost burst into tears when I realized his body and brain were so out of sync that he could be fully aware yet not able to communicate outwardly on occasion and it was happening more often to him with each advancing year.  It finally got to the point where he died essentially because he forgot to tell his heart to beat or his lungs to breathe.  I just hope his brain wasn't still an aware prisoner of sorts for the last few years when he had no more good days of being able to communicate ..... how cruel of a disease to fuck with our cognitive abilities in such a way




#259793 Cows

Posted by fasteddy on 15 March 2019 - 07:10 AM

Here's one  :biggrin:

Naaaaaaa, it becomes hamburger........




#259776 And how was your day???

Posted by fasteddy on 11 March 2019 - 03:07 PM

sounds like the stories of our lives... moving forward! What floor were you on before? I hope you'll have a good view! What about roof access? That can sometimes be a real sexy treat or a banned death trap. :love3:

One of my playmates said he can't wait to get back from Georgia so we can fuck standing at the Windows looking out at the city,  It's cool with the windows lining the outside walls from about 4ft up.  For private housing it really is a bargain for this area.  $725 a month with hhw, laundry room every other floor, AC is electric.  They've done a good job with the continuing renovations and updates as each apartment vacates before it is leased again and they have a zero tolerance for rodents or insects common to urban areas.  Sadly we had an elderly guy who slipped into dementia on the second floor and he got dirtier and dirtier and finally social services moved him to a state hospital.  Close to 25 grand in clean up by the time they got done with that apartment and the surrounding ones.  It happened in the course of just 3 months as the owners schedule one of the annual inspections for fire, safety, bugs, etc there are 4 that are lease contingent, 1 each quarter. It was sad, he just started to forget to do stuff, he had no family, no internet buddies.  One of his neighbors complained of the odor coming from his apartment.