A Question for Americans.

[007]

Who is the hell would want to live in building with no land? No dirt you can go outside, take in hand and say... "this is mine."

What kind of a person is city dweller?

'xactly...

 

[Ringel05]

Some people enjoy living right on top of one another, they take comfort in knowing there are others all around them, even if those others are perfect strangers who they never communicate with.
Ever notice in parking lots how people seem to primarily clump their cars together and not always because the spaces are close to the doors. You will see groups of clumped together cars with a few spread out away from the crowd, it's indicative of peoples normal behavioral patterns.
Most of the time I'll park towards one side of a parking lot with no one within 15 or 20 parking spaces and when I come out of the store there's almost always some one(s) parked right next to me in a clump and that's in suburbia.

 

[JW Frogen]

And you could have been a speech writer for Baghdad Bob.

Dam straight, I can write comedy.

 

[JW Frogen]

And you are a great straight man Pale.

 

[JW Frogen]

I mock not Ms. Liberty, hell I fought for her, I just see her as indecisive and confused these days.

I take no comfort in the fact, and when I am uncomfortable I joke.

Me crying is not a pretty sight.

Fucking 'Beaches'!

 

[midcan5]

I am always happy. Thanks for asking.

'Happiness (Reconsidered)'

"Happiness
Is a clean bill of health from the doctor,
And the kids shouldn't move back home for
more than a year,
And not being audited, overdrawn, in Wilkes-Barre,
in a lawsuit or in traction.

Happiness
Is falling asleep without Valium,
And having two breasts to put in my brassiere,
And not (yet) needing to get my blood pressure lowered,
my eyelids raised or a second opinion.

And on Saturday nights
When my husband and I have rented
Something with Fred Astaire for the VCR,
And we're sitting around in our robes discussing,
The state of the world, back exercises, our Keoghs,
And whether to fix the transmission or buy a new car,
And we're eating a pint of rum-raisin ice cream
on the grounds that
Tomorrow we're starting a diet of fish, fruit and grain,
And my dad's in Miami dating a very nice widow,
And no one we love is in serious trouble or pain,
And our bringing-up-baby days are far behind us,
But our senior-citizen days have not begun,
It's not what I called happiness
When I was twenty-one,
But it's turning out to be
What happiness is."

Judith Viorst

 

[The Gadfly]

Who in the hell would want to live in building with no land? No dirt you can go outside, take in hand and say... "this is mine."

What kind of a person is city dweller?

Good question; I have never figured those people out either. How they can stand living in those concrete anthills is beyond me.

 

[Big Black Dog]

We're hanging very low and sorry to say, too far to the left.