The new Naked Party Thread.

I won't be getting that fucking shot until they prove it won't cause me more health issues like the fucking flu shot. I always get sick for weeks after that one.

I don't think you understand. One of them causes heart failure in women with a certain type of heart defect. I have that heart defect.

The other one causes female issues, which I already have and I have no desire to bleed to death.

I choose life. And this is after long discussions with my doctors. Yes, that's plural. I have many of them. I'm trying to survive.

I survived 2 covid infections--nearly a year apart. No true ill effects--although peppermint now smells like sewage. That's kind of weird.

Did your medics ALL say, don't bother with the jabs ?
And ain't there a vaccine which does NOT cause cardiac grief ?
Fingers crossed.
 
Did your medics ALL say, don't bother with the jabs ?
And ain't there a vaccine which does NOT cause cardiac grief ?
Fingers crossed.

They all agree that I may be in great danger if I get the shots. The one that doesn't cause heart issues causes terrible female troubles--including 1800 dead fetuses. Women have been known to have dangerous bleeding. Since I already have trouble in that area, I'm not looking to get a hysterectomy and still not be assured I won't get sick from the disease. It's experimental and I"m not a lab rat. I'll wait for safer options. I still have time before I hit the dangerous ages.
 
They all agree that I may be in great danger if I get the shots. The one that doesn't cause heart issues causes terrible female troubles--including 1800 dead fetuses. Women have been known to have dangerous bleeding. Since I already have trouble in that area, I'm not looking to get a hysterectomy and still not be assured I won't get sick from the disease. It's experimental and I"m not a lab rat. I'll wait for safer options. I still have time before I hit the dangerous ages.

sympathy
 
They all agree that I may be in great danger if I get the shots. The one that doesn't cause heart issues causes terrible female troubles--including 1800 dead fetuses. Women have been known to have dangerous bleeding. Since I already have trouble in that area, I'm not looking to get a hysterectomy and still not be assured I won't get sick from the disease. It's experimental and I"m not a lab rat. I'll wait for safer options. I still have time before I hit the dangerous ages.

I've never heard of any of those problems.

What vaccine are you thinking is experimental? The ones I know of have been administered to millions of people -- not an experiment.
 
I've never heard of any of those problems.

What vaccine are you thinking is experimental? The ones I know of have been administered to millions of people -- not an experiment.

Well, my co-author is currently in the hospital after terrifying side-effects of the vaccine. His heart--which was already trying to heal after a triple heart attack--is currently spinning out of control. The inflammation caused is now under treatment and we're hoping his heart muscle will recover. He also has weakness in his legs and keeps falling.

Since my heart isn't any stronger, this just reinforces my concerns. Also, there are heart problems reported with one of the vaccines--one that is currently being down-played, but it concerns women with heart defects and I'm not taking a chance on it.

As a semi-reclusive work-from-home kind of person, none of it is something I need to worry much about. The lump I'm married to is vaccinated. In fact, all my family members are vaccinated and I rarely go where other humans tread. I had covid, but only because I went to the hospital to pick up a friend and was exposed to the disease there. Knew I shouldn't go there, but he needed a ride. The symptoms were not bad, but doc wanted to immediately put me on a respirator in the hospital, but I saw no reason for it, so stayed home and recovered within about a week.

The other time I had it was before they had testing available, but daughter had it first and she was negative on all the flu tests and other testing they did. They decided it was covid and sent her home to isolate. She recovered and so did I. Honestly, I thought I just had a bad cold, but they told me to isolate, so I did. I isolate every day anyway, so no sacrifice.

The thing is, it's my choice. I'm allergic to most flu vaccines. Why would I put myself through something that was never properly tested? Think about it. Most vaccines are tested for years before the general public is subjected to them. I choose to wait until they perfect it and work all the bugs out.

Telling me what you think I "should" do is never a good way to approach one such as me. I am one who makes up my own mind. My mind is made up about this and I will not budge. Again, it's my choice.

HIPAA law says it's my choice. The Constitution affords me rights over my own decisions. If abortion is legal, the choice to make my own decisions over my reproductive health, so should be my choice over other regions of my health.
 
Sore knuckles suck.

Sitting alone in my office, in my home, I was on the phone with a client when I heard a loud crash at the back of the house. It was loud enough my client could hear it, too. She was a nice lady, also working from home, and became alarmed. I sat in silence for several long moments when I heard another sound. I asked her to wait while I crept back to the room from whence came the noise.

You know, scrawny boys should know better than to climb in my bedroom windows. If the idiot only knew the past 8 months of my life, the loss of my father, the dealing with the farm I now own a third of, the battles with my siblings to try to get everything ready for auction, the nursing back to health of my co-author, the failure of my marriage . . . the list goes on.

Someone else may have seen a dangerous intruder. I only saw an opportunity to exorcise some of my pent-up rage.

I remember smiling at him as he stood amongst the mess he'd made when he tore down the ailing closet shelving (been meaning to fix it, but it's my dumb-ass husband's room, so who cares).

Apparently, something had hit the side of his head when it fell because it was bleeding. I smiled more fiercely. So satisfying.

The skinny little shit actually pulled out a pen knife, opened it, and told me he was going to stick me with it. Seriously?

The next sound came from me. I don't know where that scream came from--maybe my black soul--but it was mind-boggling. The little asshole slashed the knife at me and then he was on the floor and this enraged she-beast was wailing on him. It took a minute for me to realize I was the she-beast and he was crying for his mother.

I actually felt bad for the little fucker. I really did. I stopped punching him, picked up his little toy knife, folded it, and pocketed it. I helped him off the floor and told him to leave the same way he entered. One eye swollen shut, nose and mouth dribbling blood . . . he was a terrible mess. Before I slammed and locked the window, I told him if I saw him again, I'd tell everyone that a gray-haired old woman beat him to a bloody pulp. He ran away very fast after that.

Honestly. Kids today. If you're going to rob someone, you really need to be able to take a punch.

My knuckles hurt.

I really wish I'd thought to put my caller on hold or mute or something, because she was really freaked out when I got back to the phone. I guess she heard everything.
 
Sore knuckles suck.

Sitting alone in my office, in my home, I was on the phone with a client when I heard a loud crash at the back of the house. It was loud enough my client could hear it, too. She was a nice lady, also working from home, and became alarmed. I sat in silence for several long moments when I heard another sound. I asked her to wait while I crept back to the room from whence came the noise.

You know, scrawny boys should know better than to climb in my bedroom windows. If the idiot only knew the past 8 months of my life, the loss of my father, the dealing with the farm I now own a third of, the battles with my siblings to try to get everything ready for auction, the nursing back to health of my co-author, the failure of my marriage . . . the list goes on.

Someone else may have seen a dangerous intruder. I only saw an opportunity to exorcise some of my pent-up rage.

I remember smiling at him as he stood amongst the mess he'd made when he tore down the ailing closet shelving (been meaning to fix it, but it's my dumb-ass husband's room, so who cares).

Apparently, something had hit the side of his head when it fell because it was bleeding. I smiled more fiercely. So satisfying.

The skinny little shit actually pulled out a pen knife, opened it, and told me he was going to stick me with it. Seriously?

The next sound came from me. I don't know where that scream came from--maybe my black soul--but it was mind-boggling. The little asshole slashed the knife at me and then he was on the floor and this enraged she-beast was wailing on him. It took a minute for me to realize I was the she-beast and he was crying for his mother.

I actually felt bad for the little fucker. I really did. I stopped punching him, picked up his little toy knife, folded it, and pocketed it. I helped him off the floor and told him to leave the same way he entered. One eye swollen shut, nose and mouth dribbling blood . . . he was a terrible mess. Before I slammed and locked the window, I told him if I saw him again, I'd tell everyone that a gray-haired old woman beat him to a bloody pulp. He ran away very fast after that.

Honestly. Kids today. If you're going to rob someone, you really need to be able to take a punch.

My knuckles hurt.

I really wish I'd thought to put my caller on hold or mute or something, because she was really freaked out when I got back to the phone. I guess she heard everything.

Well, shit. I'm glad you're ok. Drop that penknife into a zip lock bag to keep the fingerprints intact.
 
Well, shit. I'm glad you're ok. Drop that penknife into a zip lock bag to keep the fingerprints intact.

Screw that. It's a nice little knife with a bone handle and all. If he'd actually managed to make contact with my skin, I doubt it would have made a red mark. Dull as hell.

I cleaned it up, including polishing, sharpening, and oiling the blade. It's a vintage W.R. Case. I added it to my collection. I have a thing for knives.
 
Sore knuckles suck.

Sitting alone in my office, in my home, I was on the phone with a client when I heard a loud crash at the back of the house. It was loud enough my client could hear it, too. She was a nice lady, also working from home, and became alarmed. I sat in silence for several long moments when I heard another sound. I asked her to wait while I crept back to the room from whence came the noise.
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Someone else may have seen a dangerous intruder. I only saw an opportunity to exorcise some of my pent-up rage.
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The skinny little shit actually pulled out a pen knife, opened it, and told me he was going to stick me with it. Seriously?

The next sound came from me. I don't know where that scream came from--maybe my black soul--but it was mind-boggling. The little asshole slashed the knife at me and then he was on the floor and this enraged she-beast was wailing on him. It took a minute for me to realize I was the she-beast and he was crying for his mother.
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Before I slammed and locked the window, I told him if I saw him again, I'd tell everyone that a gray-haired old woman beat him to a bloody pulp. He ran away very fast after that.

Honestly. Kids today. If you're going to rob someone, you really need to be able to take a punch.

My knuckles hurt.

I really wish I'd thought to put my caller on hold or mute or something, because she was really freaked out when I got back to the phone. I guess she heard everything.

Pity you didn't manage to take a photo of the little, & bloody, shit. His mate would have laughed their socks off at his being the big guy loosing to a "gray-haired old woman".
{And maybe evidence of his being alive when he left. . . .}

Molly, I salute you.
 
Pity you didn't manage to take a photo of the little, & bloody, shit. His mate would have laughed their socks off at his being the big guy loosing to a "gray-haired old woman".
{And maybe evidence of his being alive when he left. . . .}

Molly, I salute you.

Thanks, but he wasn't a "big guy". The skinny little twit probably didn't weigh 120 lbs. His only method of defense was to wrap his arms around his head and curl into the fetal position. It was really quite sad. It's no fun to fight someone who won't fight back.
 
Thanks, but he wasn't a "big guy". The skinny little twit probably didn't weigh 120 lbs. His only method of defense was to wrap his arms around his head and curl into the fetal position. It was really quite sad. It's no fun to fight someone who won't fight back.

Think on how popular he'd have been - in prison. . . . .
 
Think on how popular he'd have been - in prison. . . . .

He was very young and stupid. I'd like to think he learned a lesson. I have also informed the neighbors of the incident, and one gentleman apologized to me. He believes--from the description--the boy may have been his nephew from the next subdivision over. He was going to go view the boy for injuries, but I've not heard confirmation. I'll check with him tomorrow. I have a feeling he's in for another beating. :rolleyes:
 
He was very young and stupid. I'd like to think he learned a lesson. I have also informed the neighbors of the incident, and one gentleman apologized to me. He believes--from the description--the boy may have been his nephew from the next subdivision over. He was going to go view the boy for injuries, but I've not heard confirmation. I'll check with him tomorrow. I have a feeling he's in for another beating. :rolleyes:

Let us hope the lad learns a lesson.

Rolf; a glass of something for the 'wounded' victor. :)
 
And something tall and cold for me, please. It's a good thing the cave has AC because I've never been a fan of summer and this one has been among the worst.
 
And something tall and cold for me, please. It's a good thing the cave has AC because I've never been a fan of summer and this one has been among the worst.

That's about the truth. On the bright side, finally got my pool put up yesterday. I'll be lounging in it tonight.
 
The heat seems to have abated for the year. We even got a spot of rain.

The deer I shot on Maui is delicious and I tried a taco recipe that's recommended for the goat. Unfortunately, I grabbed the wrong package out of the freezer and made it with venison from the last deer I got. Great Googly Moogly it was good. If you're interested in giving a try look up Birria in an Instant Pot. Just impossibly wonderful. However, the recipe makes a huge potful so I had to freeze a lot of it. That means it will be rather a while before I try it with goat.
 
What am I getting myself into? Finding my way back in here....

Are you talking about the Naked Party thread? The AH or Lit in general?

Welcome by the way.

You have been here four years longer than I have but only have 16 posts. Impressive.
 
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The heat seems to have abated for the year. We even got a spot of rain.

The deer I shot on Maui is delicious and I tried a taco recipe that's recommended for the goat. Unfortunately, I grabbed the wrong package out of the freezer and made it with venison from the last deer I got. Great Googly Moogly it was good. If you're interested in giving a try look up Birria in an Instant Pot. Just impossibly wonderful. However, the recipe makes a huge potful so I had to freeze a lot of it. That means it will be rather a while before I try it with goat.

You might like to put the recipe into Rusty's recipe thread, Bear.
I hope you are well,; when's the next tale from the Guilds, please ?
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The heat seems to have abated for the year. We even got a spot of rain.

The deer I shot on Maui is delicious and I tried a taco recipe that's recommended for the goat. Unfortunately, I grabbed the wrong package out of the freezer and made it with venison from the last deer I got. Great Googly Moogly it was good. If you're interested in giving a try look up Birria in an Instant Pot. Just impossibly wonderful. However, the recipe makes a huge potful so I had to freeze a lot of it. That means it will be rather a while before I try it with goat.

Not a fan of goat, but am most fond of venison. I'm sure the tacos were excellent. I have several deer roasts in the freeze. Trying to decide what to do with them.

What am I getting myself into? Finding my way back in here....

You will be fine. No one here wants to cause harm. We live on a steady diet of love.

Are you talking about the Naked Party thread? The AH or Lit in general?

Welcome by the way.

You have been here four years longer than I have but only have 16 posts. Impressive.

Stalker. Stop stalking other women.
 
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