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    Many of the CDs we have have lost their ability to hold data, but more an issue with the folders + it's rare to find systems that come with optical drive these days. Glad you had one put into your recently new desktop D. Thankfully we did keep a few on external HDD ... although we have lost quite a few that way too. Easy come ... easy go.

    I'm still not feeling well but can't sleep due to what feels like a leaky tap dripping in my lungs and a burning cough that's giving me hell.

    So How's About I share some Scanned Photos before the days of digital camera and internet:
    That tech was about, just not main stream save for little LCD devices and that type of thing. This will take a few post because I intend to embed the photos. Not much else happening in the forum so let's give people something to either laugh or cry about. I can't put them all in. I can't remember exact times except to say its about 28 years ago. It really is amazing to me just how much the world has changed in that time regardless of how much it changed in the 3 decades before that. Coming out of the 80's we like a sling shot in terms of the digital age, yet many of us still lived like they did back in the 60's ... minus color TV and the advent of VHS + Smaller Cassettes (back in the days of magnetic tape)

    Let's Begin:


    About 22 maybe 23 here. One of the first photos my wife and I started taking together. She thought I was older which was cool with me ... I did too. Just arrived in the Syndey from the Chipping fields way way out west somewhere in what they call the outback. My wife's parents did not like me because I already had I Son who was not living with me. It mattered little because my wife liked me very much and in fact decided to move out when her parents started told her that she could have nothing to do with me. I smile to think that the only big ticket item she left with was what we used to call Midi Systems. Much bigger than today's tiny knock off in K/Wall Mart. Man she played that thing loud as in that hotel ... but as they say ... it was at least good music. Cracking 80s. Interestingly she did bring a photo of her biological Dad (pictured above middle) I was happy with my wife's protest ... This was the beginning of 30+ rentals just under 3 decades


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    The hotel living was simply too expensive. My wife was the only one working and City Living is #*@ING over priced. So we moved into a run down town house in a shoddy suburb barely any furniture. Thus my gypsy genes kick in and we scavenge what we can. I did a pretty good job living off welfare back then (always have - that's another story) ... so much so my wife quit her job and seemed much more happier with that decision. It was only others that seemed to be pinning over it. You know my story D re living on the road. That philosophy served us quite well before the squandering and hording Baby Boomers took control and decided to crack down and oppress those not towing the so called line. Of course no offense D ... I understand you probably fit into that age bracket of ideals, however you one of the rare one's of that age that has not judged me. Of course I gravitated to the byproduct from that ear as well. Generally the repressed if not insane tend to have more substance as humans.

    Sadly to add to those changing winds ... my beautiful wife unknowingly succumb to MS in her 30's. So it is that I do in fact remember this one with a lot of joy. None of us smile like we used to. But no one wants to focus on that - although we don't mind as we often prefer to go against this world's tide. The latter is slowly coming to an end though ... our lives are pretty drained keeping up with protecting off spring. I savor an end in sight - but right now I allow myself to look at some more pics before my flame gives out:



    WOOPS
    ... Seems when my flame was burning it was burning ... or perhaps this is why I was medicated so many years later? Let's put it down to my autistic sens of humor. That's what they're saying now.


    Actually I did do a little work. Cash in hand only. The water bottle in the back reminded me of the carpet laying I was doing with my Dad who was at that time living in Sydney. He too also a bushy - more so a gypsy from England or as is how he used to spout drinking from bottles like the one under the sleeping bag I was still using. I kept that bag for many years, as was one of a few, that I used under many of bridge before meeting my wife. I never took life seriously after my upbringing. Child support back then was taking out up to 70% of my wage in garnasheers. (WETF they called it back then) My response was to never work full time again ... although this was to happen in a latter photo when working in a city factory. I did work sparasicly but was never interested in making money. I only wanted the least and was always happy scrounge like a tax cheat like most of the selfish fuckers out there that pretend their shit don't stink. I got caught out a few times and as the digital age made skimming all the much harder in the end we pretty much just learn to live in crumbs which in all fairness is not so bad once you learn to live on less. Yadda Yadda ... I am still a hypocrite as addicted as any other consumer. I just know how to accept my lot and make the most - with what I am able - or simply got. I guess you could say my Dad's gypsy side came in handy. Although I was pretty simply and cost him a few rolls of carpet by leaving then untended or even helping thieves by loading our own stolen carpet onto their trucks. "That's a good strong lad! : ) " rofl ... I told that story many years ago. We all had a good laugh down at the pub after that one. I never made a good thieve of rip-off merchant, however my Dad had his ways of making back up the supplies. Given the abuse (re the homes, perversions, rejection, relgion, and on and on) in my earlier life just had me not really giving two fucks ... I just wanted to get along and if that was not good enough ... I'd keep looking for another place.




    Before many of use load up Google:


    As good as netflix ... Sci-Fi no doubt.
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    Having to make a decision


    Back when I used to eat Bangers & Mash - I think I was contemplating a few warrants for my arrest. Basically this is where I tie up all my lose ends not wanting to be locked up whilst having a family to this beautiful girl I had just met. I wanted kids to her and was quite serious. I had one failed relationship before hand, which crushed my sole because I love my 1st son like I do all my kids. [I later represented myself and won custody of him however it was all too late - sadly he is worse off in many ways and yet still to find his way : ( ] I moved about so much that it was never an issue. Now having slowed down (yet still moving quite frequently with my wife) - I decide to reveal my presence to society and end up once more on probation and parole. The young girl in my previous relationship went on to have several broken relationships chasing the money - I have never looked back and still with the city girl that took me under her wing.







    I do indeed miss this captured connection my wife and I used to have. It's still there. I just need to work on helping us both reconnect. Like I say ... It's become harder looking out for the young ones today.



    I decided to stay in the CITY and get a full time Job working in a Paint Factory. My liver paid a hefty price as I broke out in all kinds of rashes despite being a stickler for safety. WARING CAUSES CANCER IN RATS! I stuck it out for a little over 12 months which was a record for me. My wife is pictured here pregnant with out first child. I really loved how she did not drink beer or smoke whilst pregnant. Shen ever smoked anyways and rarely drank beer. We both gave up the alcohol in the end and saw it for what it is. Unfortunately this job marks my first ever boycot. My boycotts are fairly autistic. Once I make one I generally never break them. Child support started taking out the majority of my earnings and left us without enough to eat and pay the rent. No one gave a fuck. I decided that was it ... back to living the only way I could trust. From that point on I only ever worked enough to just get by meaning that I would not tolerate being told what to do by those handing out what they call fresh air and food. When asked why I could not find work I let my history of abuse, drugs and incarceration speak for itself with the context of you reap what you so. I am happy my end and jumping the hoops and became a professional welfare bludger (doing it professionally just means you do it legally - cheating no longer works nor conducive to one's health - you learn to jump through hoops and if you put in enough 'work/compliance' eventful they back the fuck up) I actually hated living the lie but like I say came to accept my place and focus on what worked for me my my tribe. Fuck the world and it's politics. Both my wife and I did a LOT of charity work often helping the needy for free. Employments agencies used to tell my that kind of work did not count and basically what I was doing was worthless. I was more determined to work for FREE and smile when I did my work. I'll never forget the computer refurbishing shop my wife and I started. Thankfully we did find some compassionate folks doing that with only Charity tax cheating from the ranks above forcing us to close down.

    I do indeed miss this captured connection my wife and I used to have. It's still there. I just need to work on helping us both reconnect. Like I say ... It's become harder looking out for the young ones today.
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    You can't live in the City for Free and I did not want to have to show my new girl where I used to sleep - Instead we moved out into the rural sector and set up camp:




    I lost my puppy fat that came with me and city living and started working on my health just using my bike and playing with my kid. We had no car so I ended up obtaining the best child seat I could for a push bike and used it to take her into town for doctors visits. We lived about 4 clicks out of the CBS and the traffic fumes although leaded was nothing like the city. Back then I used to dart in and out of traffic with me eldest girl on the back like scoring goals that I often did when playing rugby league.





    Yep ... Nothing like having a grass edging in your lounge room : )



    My daughter playing with a younger bub from the next caravan. Got to love that cardboard shrine. : ) My previous son positioned below my daughter's frame. We always included him, traveled far and saw him/had regular overnights despite distance. Often bringing him back on the train ... I moved south to shorten that distance.


    To be cont ... ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
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    wow that's fantastic, you know I am baby boomers age, but I never went with the flow, rather the opposite,
    I hate to be judged and try not to do to others. We make our choices we can make our choices. I love the pics, Are you gypsy in some part? I know you said it few times but are you?
    The best is to be happy what you have and not desire more. None of the things will make us happy. I have so much and I worried day and night I loved the pics, please give us some more
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    Best answered with the following I think:



    Fathers side related to a notorious Highway Man - Sir Humphrey Kynaston:
    The 39% European Jew wins out by a fraction of 1%. Certainly accounts for genetic anxiety. That said - every nation has a lot of that. Not that I aim to give into to predisposition. Just made an appointment with a life coach. You would of figured I'd do something like that. You can be sure I put to rest my fear of the extroverted sales pitch. I'll let you know how that goes. Thus far it's reasonably from a holistic point of view. The clinical approach has been failing me of late and also resistant to my previous forms of life balance modalities. One side treats me like a highway man, the other seeks to build on my many strengths.

    UPDATE - Lisa has just been DXed with early onset pneumonia. I'm still chronically sick but my kidneys not hurting as much.

    Catch up soon ... need to gel with trivial you tube ... like anxiety attacks at the airport. A good lesson in why it's so important to remain calm; lest you look like a goose:


    https://youtu.be/6zIxTxJZ59I?t=407
    This particular passenger I can't fathom how she was already late the previous and now the second time she arrives late again when so many people were relying on her. I think she knows she has tarnished her working reputation and simply unable to process that upcoming consequences. I could not work with someone like this, but this is another reason why I don't work. People are just loosing respect at every level these days. Is quite sad, but I agree she did bring this on herself like 99% of the people here crying over their own mistakes. The few times I have been able to fly I arrive up to an hour and half before boarding time just to make sure.
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    Going to watch this now - A good use of photography:


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    Still very ill - Neck Tension very painful due to constant coughing. I've also got a very very sensitize burning esophagus where breathing and swallowing is quite painful. Fever has gone so I guess that is something. My biggest issue is my sleep being interrupted due to mouth breath which only compounds the pain in my chest and throat. Smoking in my previous years has cost me dearly when it comes to those protective layers of hair on the inside of nose and also predisposition to inner throat.

    What's worse is due to Lisá MS - she may now end up in hospital if her pneumonia does not improve.

    We are not well. Still we are running around and doing what must be done for the little one. I don't know what to say about that situation just yet D. A lot of stress all round given the focus with authorities hovering in the background. It's a very delicate line for as much as we wish to give support, we are also enabling in ways that prevent my wife and I from providing the same support - but could be way way less stressful if not for all the complexities and looming fear. We are at a cross roads where we may have to apply to be primary carers as has been the case since birth re both our daughter and grandson. Does any of that make sense to you? The father can not be an option for primary care as not only have you seen the bruising I posted when the little one was 16 months, but the father denies the child's high needs and diagnoses. The little one's current supports has taken 4 years to set up and we are all he has ever known.

    Sigh ... Is no wonder with all this pressure we have fallen ill. Not to worry - I will be the first to bounce back and take the driver seat and do my best to ensure Lisa does not end up in hospital.

    errrrrrrrr ... again I am such a woose when in pain ... errrrrrrrr .... ZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz Night Night.

    edit ... it's the dry cough that's getting out of hand. The dripping in throat has stopped ... but the sensitivity to air on throat is something else. My general state of anxiety does not help with such matters. - will try to focus on calm ... if this continues tomorrow night I will have to seek medical help due to what feels like skin being ripped off the back of my throats. Might try salt water but question it's use given my somewhat server symptoms. The nights are the worst and sadly this is when I need to sleep and heal.
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    How's your Kindle going D? Have you considered upgrading to a larger Eink Book Reader? I'd love any excuse to get off this thing regardless of being on another. Eink would be better for my eyes.

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    hehe I do not have kindle, I am the real book reader, I hate reading on kindle or phone or even on my huge monitor. No only on paper. I know I am the last on the world that does not use kindle.
    for dry "smokers" cough the best thing for me is; a tsp of sugar and few drops of alcohol on it any alcohol gin or brandy so the sugar is wet, take it and let it dissolve and it goes down. Somehow the alcohol warms up the vocal cords and stop the coughing lon the spot. If this is not the option, you may not have any alcohol in house, just warm tea sipping slowly. I am not smoking for 10 years and still get the dry cough. like years ago.
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    I find Eink is just like paper and using it gives the ability to access information that I simply can't with what I can't help but term as limited text. That said, I get where your coming from. Other than the limited information sold in paper form, it still has many pros.

    I am into day 11 or my illness now. Thanks for the tip. I am up making ginger tea with hone and lemon. I massage my throat glans in a steam shower and little by little over the course of the nights come up with bit and pieces of hard green lumps. Before I went to be tonight when I breathed out for an extended period I sounded like a wet sponge despite feeling dry inside. My nasals seem dry and unblocked at present (just now after one of the aforementioned shower episodes) which is unusual for me. I am hoping the warm herbal tea I am about to drink will elevate that sore lump in my throat.

    Hmmmmm ... what else ... many sleepless nights I guess. I am taking endome to help with what sleep I do get. I only have two tabs left which is fine by me ... I am also taking antibiotics that I was taking for my previous dental episode. If I don't improve after tommorrow or when I wake up I will think about going to the doctor who recently scanned my wife's lungs. I hold out high hopes I can avoid going to see the GP.

    I still have family drama going on and it's really starting to impact on my current condition ... I fear it is why both my wife and I are struggling with illness as much as we are.

    Other than all this ... ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

    Night Night ... soon enough I hope.

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    Still no news good news D?

 

 

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