Bigfoot's Continuing Adventures Thread

“Big Foot, I'm there for you too, even though kleetyface is your favorite, boo, hoo.”

“Yeah, Lipstick Hiker, we'll have to start a "Shunned by Kleety and His Squirrel with Big Balls" support group. shudder!!!!!!! (And how many more innocent souls have been swept up into that illicit, dangerous, perverted world?????? I also think a government prevention program is called for -- immediately -- to nip this thing in the bud!)”

“LOL Lizs! (although that bud-nippin' thing does sound painful!)

Sometimes you wanna go
where everybody knows your na-aaame
and they're always glad ya ca-aame.
Yeah, you wanna be where you can see
our troubles are all the same
you wanna go where everybody knows your name. cue the piano

Cheers, uhhh "Big Foot"!! ;)
We're here for you...and happy to comiserate even if Kleetoris is yer favorite...grumblegrumble


Kleetn, fer dawg's sake?!? dat guy's such a jerk! huh!
>;p”

“Bill - I can't add much to what everyone has said here, but our chats on icq, I hope, have given you a reason to keep working toward the best result you can have. As you have discovered, the sun DOES rise the next morning, and with it, life renewed in whatever direction fate guides you. Do what you must to end each day with the knowledge that you have done as much as you can. You can control only yourself - how you react, what you learn, how you feel - and the choices you make will be because they are right for you.

I've found that people do things for their own reasons, and it's not often they share those rationales with others. With my limited understanding of human nature, my business has taught me to sometimes recognize when I'm being mis-directed, and when that happens, its time to cut bait. Sometimes, TIME is the best prescription.”

“Goodness, you`ve been so kind and understanding and you keep reaching out, for hours at a time, way into the night with support. The poems, kindness and care has been overwhelming and before this happened, I was already in your debt for the many times you got me through another day.

Thank You seems so small in way of payment for all the things you`ve given me and how much it has meant to me. It shames me that, that`s all I have to give back to you!

Thanks!”

“Sorry Big Foot. I only know you from your stories...and it is hard not to notice that you're a good guy. I hope everything works out for you.”

“Bill: No thanks necessary, as I've said before. Perhaps the following will better express my sentiments...


I AM A MILLIONAIRE

I've got my name on the river,
I've got my name on the sea,
I've got my name on the Summer skies,
They all belong to me.
I've got my name on the violets,
That grow in their corner fair,
And wherever Nature has planted peace,
My name is written there.

As far as the eye can travel,
From where I stand to the Sun,
I've got my name on the things I see,
And I own them every one!
I've got my name on the singing birds,
That mate when the Spring is new,
But I won't be selfish with all these things,
I'll share them, friend, with you.

There is no deed to the river,
There is no lock on the sea;
Not all the power in the world
Can take their joy from me.
There is no fence in the Heavens,
No vaults hold the sunset's gold,
And the Earth is mine, and the heavens are mine,
Till all the Suns grow cold!
And though I may be a pauper, And stand in my rags apart,
I'm richer than all the Kings there are,
if Peace is in my heart.
The stars are my thousand jewels,
And life is my bread and wine,
And all that I see was made for me,
And all that I love is mine.”

“And one more, for the spirit...


Don't Quit

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the income's low, and the debts are high,
And you want to laugh, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer, with its twists and turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure's turned about,
When he might have won, had he stuck it out,
So stick to the path, when the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.

Success is failure, turned inside out,
The silver tint of the coulds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near, when it seems so far,
So stick to the light when you're hardest hit,
It's when things seeem worse that YOU MUST NOT QUIT!”

“You did some nice writings there obi.

Big Foot, you have many friends here, even though we are at a distance, we are still close at heart.”

“Thanks again everyone!

Obi Wan, ...I can`t get over how beautiful those poems are, I`ll never be able to write like that and I know it.
Thank You for sharing them with me/us and those nice thoughts they bring to the mind`s eye!”

“null”

“Thanks, Bigfoot... Can't take credit for the originals, but I've carried these for many years, passed them on to friends, clients, and can only hope that you find, as I have, something within them to hold onto.”

“vacant stood the house, alone and still
the lights no longer burn, but someday will
no more in the yard do I see kids, or hear them play
the couple split up, not long after the kids moved away
I look at all of that over there and it`s this I could see
things change and will never again be the way they used to be

I`ve got new neighbors, well,... they`re not all that new, they moved in a little over a year ago. We became good and fast friends, it`s easy to do in a small town and besides, I knew the young man`s dad, his dad and I went to school together.

Like all young men starting out he needs much more than he has got and in the way of things, I seem to have more than I need right now. Things being like they are, we worked it out like men do. He brings his projects over here and we work on `em together, he gets the use of my tools and I get to laugh at him and help some too. It`s almost like having another son, but this one brings my stuff back to me and at least asks my advice on things and can even laugh at my jokes.

His wife is just as sweet as she can be too and she always has a kind word or a smile for me if we meet out in the yard. She has started coming over as well and she has been fun to talk to. She is full of knidness and is a very caring soul. She is starting to be the nother daughter I never had and I look forward to her visits as well.

But, the real deal in all this is their little daughter, she is a breath of fresh air. She isn`t two yet and can`t talk a lot, well,.. not much that I can understand, but that doesn`t stop her from trying to tell me things. She can talk a mile a minute and it must be important too, you should see her face as she tries to get me to understand her. Almost, but not a real granddaughter,... she is teaching me a lot.

She came over to see me when her mother brought her out in the yard. With her tiny little arms almost touching each-other in the back of her she comes running. SWEET,.....I can`t help but break out in a smile to match hers as she nears me. In a bit of giberish, we get caught up on things and she takes me by the hand and has to show me tings in the yard,.. SWEET. She already walks better than I do, but I think I could take her in a foot race. I`ve got a longer stride and besides, I`m not above cheating to win.

Her mother comes over to laugh at us a bit and I ask her to watch the little one while I slip into the house and get something. I`m back in a flash, well,.. it`s a flash for me anyways and I`ve got the makings of some fun for us. I got a sucker in the one hand for RRECIOUS and one for her mother too, but in the other hand I have a spool of thread. I catch up a white head bee and tie it off and get the little one`s mom to hold it for a bit till I can get a loop in it for Precious. You`ve never seen a little girl jump up like she did and that sucker went to flying out of her hand as her tiny fists closed in on the thread. She was good to go and all the memories of my kids and my little girl came flooding back to me. I sat there with tear filled eyes as the little girl twirled around,.. I was happy and sad at the same time.

Well, that just now happened and I wanted to share it with you too”

“The light filtered down through the trees, as if it were the fall leaves falling down and in no time at all I started to see, all the wonders of the forest started to come alive, right then and there in front of me.

A bird sung to the left of me and another off to my right. They sang in the coming of morning, as if to help chase away the night. Fluttering as they do, as they fly down from their roost, each trying to get that very first bite. The woods are alive now, as some birds sing and others also take to flight. In full song it seems, the birds hurry about, trying to get a jump on the light.

Off in the distance I see some movement, down on an old long worn game trail. Something caught my eye, was it the flicker of an ear, or that of a tail? It`s a good thing I have good eye seight, because there was just too much to hear. Things were making so much racket, that I just happened to look up and see the deer.

With the mother doe, deer off there feeding and the baby fawns running around her wanting nothing more than to just play. I just sat there drinking in the beauty of it all as the creatures of the forest and I greeted a brand new day.”

“Big Foot, you mean you saw a deer and didn't kill it, lol.”

“Yes, true story!LOL”

“Sorry Big Foot, I posted under hubby's name. Anyways, I didn't really mean it, kind of, lol.”

“I knew you was kidding and that time, I didn`t have a gun with me!LOL”

“You're bad!!!!”

“A country boy will survive!LOL”

“BF, I know that all too well, I married one.”

“I knew his dad hunted, I didn`t know your sweetie did?”

“His dad hunted, but it's grandpa that's the real warrior. He loves chuck hunting and basically anything that moves. He's getting older now, in his 80's, he is slowing down since he has a touch of arthritis. There's going to be a big resurgence of chuck's in the area, and no one will know why, lol”

“LOL, that`s cute!”

“Lizs, I still don`t know what you want me to do here. Is this what you were talking about doing. I bet I didn`t do it right

Oh well,..Sorry for that!


RE: Has the world gone mad!
Blown all to Hell without even a track or trace
in one fell swoop, it`s the end of the human race
it could happen, if we don`t start takin` care of this-in`
shut your mouth and stop all that moanin` and pissin`
it could be lost to us all and wouldn`t that be sad
am I the only one left or has the world gone mad
Big Foot
2:30:06 PM
4/13/01


RE: Has the world gone mad!
Gone is the hate now and gone too is the love
nothing to quinch your thirst and more heat above
nothing to remind you of anyone, or anything you have ever known
just more relentless heat that seprates the meat from the bone
just the heat and the pain, but which one is the worst
not so much as a tiny drop of sweat to quinch your thirst
once those were my fears, when I was bad
was I dreaming or, has the world gone mad
Big Foot
11:59:15 PM
4/13/01

RE: Listen...
Away from the city and all of it`s sounds
lost in the woods where Nature abounds
no houses at all and nothing of man in seight
Nature in the winter, all covered in white
I look at the snow and start to see it glisten
don`t you hear Mother Nature calling you, listen
Big Foot
12:38:11 AM
4/14/01


RE: Happy Birthday LH
I didn`t get you diamonds, I didn`t get you rings
Oh I looked, but I couldn`t afford any of those things
I didn`t know what to get you, I couldn`t even guess
Not another pair of red heels, or even an Easter dress
You already got some backpacking stuff and you even got a bike
I looked at some secret things, but I didn`t know what you`d like
Oh, I haven`t yet given up, but I`m about given in
I wrote a stinkin` poem, Happy Birthday, El-Cheep-O strikes again
Big Foot
2:13:11 PM
4/13/01


RE: Someone Start A Fun Thread!
Well, it`s nothing for nothing, that I`m asking of you
just do something off the top of your head and I will too
do a poem maybe, or even something funny
Kleetn can dress the squirrel up like a bunny
something that made you laugh, or something that you read
it`s not going to be all that funny Buddur, if I wake up dead
Big Foot
11:27:33 PM
4/13/01

RE: Losing my virginity tomorrow!
Week knees and a mighty red face
I remember the time and the place
I think back on it now and I almost shudder
my mind was racing and my heart did flutter
in a rush, life and death poured out of me
it was my very first outting, don`t you see
Big Foot
3:37:20 PM
4/13/01”

“Lizs, if I`m doing this wrong, you better tell me!LOL


RE: Someone Start A Fun Thread!
This old world`s made up of put and take
give the devil his due, but for God`s sake
don`t take things so serious, there old son
live a little while you can and have some fun
don`t fill up your time with hate and crying
smile once in a while, or at least be trying
thank God for hope, but give the devil his due
was it not for hope, someone would do away with you
Big Foot
7:56:23 AM
4/14/01


RE: Someone Start A Fun Thread!
I`m still here, if you ever read what I write
but, when I go, I want to go out like a light
burning the candle at both ends and across the middle
when it comes to great times, I`ve had more than a little
nothing is forever, but just a little while
if I leave anything behind, I hope it`s a smile
Big Foot
8:06:52 AM
4/14/01


RE: Someone Start A Fun Thread!
I cheat the devil, but this time I lost
still writing poerty, sleep was the cost
run as I might, I couldn`t escape the burning
I awoke in a bit of a fit, from tossing and turning
I sure love cheating that old devil, but man it eats
the sucker like to have caught me, there in the sheets
Big Foot
8:25:29 AM
4/14/01


RE: Someone Start A Fun Thread!
I don`t know if I can beat the devil, but you never can tell
I would double cross that sucker and jump the hounds of Hell
you might think me afraid, but no, not a bit
I`ve been married you know and got used to it
I`m pretty sure the devil`d turn-a-lose, if he ever got ahold of me
I`ve been through Hell a bunch and caught my share of heat you see
Big Foot
8:39:33 AM
4/14/01”

“Yeah, this is good Big Foot. Saves looking all over for your great stuff!!”

“I`m around eight years old and wanting a horse so bad I can`t stand it. Dad brought home this old red nag that wasn`t fat enough to make soap or dog food out of. It`s no wonder, the poor old critter didn`t have any teeth to speak of. It was sure funny watching him eat, he spilled about as much as he ever got in him. His old worn lips hung way down and he looked so sad, the way they`d flop around, like they was doing when he`d try to eat.

Prince was a fox trotter way past his prime, but had the heart and soul of a much younger horse. He had a head long enough to make two out of and feet the size of five gallon buckets, but he could move out and cover some ground.

The poor old thing got ridden so much, but he seemed to be happiest when the nine of us kids were all up on him. I don`t think he had a mean bone in him, if he did he never showed it. We could lock our arms and feet around his legs and he`d walk off like he was walking on glass. He`d spread out so he didn`t bump one leg against the other and he looked like a bulldog when he`d do that. He loved nothing more than to be played with and loved and with us he had found a home. He was almost twenty nine when we got him and we had him forever.

We had some more horses, but you couldn`t catch the crazy things and if you was to, they kill you if you ever got on one of `em. I ran hundreds of miles trying to catch `em too and tried every trick in the book to trap `em, but they out-smarted me every time.

The poor old milk cow, I`d roped and caught her so many times, it`s a thousand wonders she didn`t give butter instead of milk. It got to where old Prince loved to run her almost as much as I did and he was making a pretty good cow horse.

Well, old Prince and I ran her down one day and I got a rope on her. I hauled her back up to the barn and put a haulter on her and a rope to guide her with. I worked a saddle on to her and got it tightened up and I hauled off up on her. She didn`t buck a bit and just ran her crazy head off for a while, till she got tired of it and went to eating grass. Try as I might, I couldn`t get her to take another step, she`d done sulled on me. I was all for giving up on her, but about that time I look up and see old Prince bearing down on us. I couldn`t believe it and that old milk cow couldn`t either. She about turned wrong side out trying to get away from Prince, but he was on us like a shadow. She lit out for the thicket to escape Prince and had the idea of ridding herself of me in the process. I knew I was done for the first good limb she could find to run under. Sure enough, that was what she was aiming to do with me, but didn`t get the chance. Old Prince clamped down on my shoulder, with his mouth and lifted me off that cow`s back, like he`d been doing it all along. I`ve never been so stuned in all my life and I was alive and just scratched a bit. Was I lucky or what?

The next thing I know I`m being plucked up off the ground again and it`s dad this time and he goes into trying to kill me where the cow left off. He wore my backsides out all the way to the house, but dad got bit three times by old Prince for his troubles.

Did I tell you Prince was a great hores? He sure was, I just wish he had more teeth when he bit my dad!”

“Kiss me once and kiss me twice and kiss me once again
if this thing be love, Please, don`t let it ever end
don`t ever break your hold, or ever set me free
I`m in love with the moment that has taken over me
soft are your kisses, as the feathers of a dove
am I in love with a moment, or could this be love
one moment you`re there with me and the very next I`m awake and screaming
I see you there, I smell you too, I can almost feel you when I`m dreaming”

“My kids are young, they share their view
through the eyes of a child, I see it too
it`s a different way they look and yet see
not the way it is, but the way it should be
they let me look, they weren`t that demanding
through their eyes, I got a better understanding
with each new discovery, it`d drive them wild
and I got to see it too, through the eyes of a child”

“Good one!”

“Thanks Baume 66!”

“RE: Listen...
Any time, any place
I kiss her eyes, I kiss her face
it doesn`t matter the season, it doesn`t matter the weather
things will just happen like that, if we should get together
no need to point fingers, or place any blame
seems I`m drawn to her, like a moth to a flame
love`s hunger to lust, no haste to speed
in her I have all, I`ll ever want or need
a slave to love, but in her arms I`m free
but, in no way does this mean it`s returned to me
Big Foot
11:56:02 AM
4/17/01

RE: Listen...
Time just stands still, or almost stalls
I see her hand in things on all the walls
there`s nothing in here including me she didn`t touch
they`re just reminders without her, I miss her so much
I know I should be happy in life and whatever it brings
but, with her gone now, all of this stuff is just things
I wish I could turn back time and things be the way they were
I`m lost in my own home, everything I see, reminds me of her
Big Foot
12:45:35 PM
4/17/01

RE: Listen...
I seem to catch my breath again, with the light of a new day
once the light fills the place and chases the shadows away
I`ve grown to hate some of the things I used to love the most
cause, I can`t stand the dark and the presence of your ghost
it is like the four walls of this old house are closing in on me
and I no longer can feel good about the stuff that I can`t see
I try to go on and make another day, I know somehow I must
as night falls I try to hold back the tears that are about to bust
and there`s times in the night I awake and cry out your name
I wish I could turn back time and us once again be the same
Big Foot
1:42:41 PM
4/17/01

RE: Listen...
Listen to this, just be real still
use your eyes and hear it you will
hear the whisper of a loving touch
a seigh of the one you love so much
the true meaning of stuff not spoken
a heart being healed that once was broken
not so much what was said, but what you didn`t say
it`s trusting your eyes and hearing in a different way
chances are you`ll find something that has been missin`
just use your eyes and trust your heart to listen
Big Foot
2:05:39 PM
4/17/01

RE: Some one is just messing with me
I`m in the dark now, but how could this be
it seems like someone is messing with me
hands on everything, but they don`t leave even a trace
I`m left a bit confused, but with a smile on my face
that got me excited and filled me with glee
thank goodness, someone started messin` with me
Big Foot
12:14:12 PM
4/17/01”

“Big Foot, I especially like the "anytime, anyplace" poem. I hope things are going as good as they can for you at this time.”

“Thanks LH..!

I haven`t felt much like writing, but I wanted to play too.”

“Man, you write great stuff Big Foot. Thanks for sharing! Hope all is going well.”

“BF, I'll be looking for you on icq, it's Tuesday, 4:15pm my time. I'll be on for 1/2 hr. If we don't meet up. I'll e-mail you.”

“Thanks Lizs..!
Am I doing this the way you wanted me to?

LH, Hi there!
I`m sorry, I haven`t been back on.
Is it Tuesday, or Wednesday?LOL”

“One old heart, for sale or trade
the sucker got me the best deal I ever made
it`d faulter on me every time I saw the love of my life
and my heart wasn`t fit for anything, till I made her my wife
well, that was that and things have happened since then
she`s up and left me so, I`m willin` to trade the sucker in
it`ll do you right and when things are right it gets smokin`
the sucker might just work for you, but for me, it`s broken”

“Well, here`s the real reason in verse I write
I have little or nothing else to do at night
we each have our cross, but this is my plight
I wrote poems because things weren`t going right
in the lines of rhymes I try to make the words fit
as my life fell apart, I tried to make some sense of it
each thing, or word said, made another slash across my heart
once it all started, I could keep things from falling apart
I wanted so much for it to work, but she could care less
she started her new life, but left mine in a bit of a mess
some see poetry in all of this, but to me it`s a curse
broken hearted, my thoughts flow out in form of verse”

“RE: Mosaki Das it

Thought once that I could fly
and it on a dare, but I did try
I threw myself into it, didn`t I now
but, try as I might I didn`t know how
it`s strange what kids will do on a dare
I flew off the shed, but I caught no air
when kids get together there`s no tellin` what`ll happen
I took the dare and that plunge, with my arms a-flappin`
it`s a wonder it didn`t kill me, but God, that hurt
I was just grabbing at thin air, but only caught dirt
Big Foot
12:09:13 PM
4/21/01


RE: Mosaki Das it

Hush little voice inside my head
there`s nothing you can say or do now
love has gone and all hope is dead
it`d just be to little to late anyhow

eyes don`t you fail me and let the waters flow
heart, now don`t you go off and play out on me
I know it`s killin` you guys, but don`t let it show
there`ll be time enough later, but don`t let her see

lips don`t you start in and tremble and give me away
you guys just hold on for a bit more and let things be
there`s nothing you can do, or anything you can say
now smile guys, don`t let her know this is killin` me
Big Foot
12:36:33 PM
4/21/01


RE: Mosaki Das it

My blood flows out on paper, but you see it as ink
each droplet was a feeling, more than what I think
it just flows outta me and the stuff of thin and thick
with each stroke of the pen, it cuts me to the quick
all of it out in the open for anyone to look and see
I know it`s not much, but it`s taken the life outta me
Big Foot
1:01:13 PM
4/21/01

RE: Mosaki Das it

I know it`d take some doin` to ever get `er done
to kill off the kid in me, that only lives for fun
for fun`s sake I often just let him have his way
and just for the fun of it, he invites me to play
Big Foot
1:15:13 PM
4/21/01”

“A gift for your thread.


RE: Mosaki Das it



Time calls me onward, I cannot stop
No avoidance of this thing called age
The lines of a story it seems to be
Not knowing what beholds the next page

So I think of what is likely
Prepare and make ready in many a way
I can only hope to be strong enough
For what happens in the next day

So forward I plod, on the path of my choices
Both joys and sorrows there will be
Have these choices prepared me for what is to come
I must turn the page just to see

Troll-of-Truth
1:08:53 PM
4/21/01”

“And thank you for the compliment.”

“Hey, Thanks for putting that on here, I wanted to, but it wasn`t mine.

And Thanks so much for the Kindness and kind words, they mean so much!

Thanks!”

“My computer`s about to crash and I`m putting some of my stuff on here just so it won`t all be lost, that and I may lose the computer and all I`ve done on it.

If that should happen, Lizs or Pekka or someone can keep it for me until I can reclaim some of it, I don`t know any of my stuff and can`t redo any of it, it`s a one time thing.

My eyes are playing out on me and so is my mind so, I have to hurry before it`s to late and all is lost.

I`m sorry if this bothers anyone, it wasn`t meant that way!”

“When at sea, the light ashore
Gives warning of eminent danger
There for all, this sign, to heed
As they move slowly on through the night

It gives them hope, contact of a sort
With others, just whom, they need?nt know
The sign of humans, is comfort enough
As they move slowly on through the night

The destination is always ahead
?Neath these waters, what lies, we can?t know
Comfort and strength come from those who?re afar
As we move slowly on through the night




Good luck with your computer.”

“I loved that one too!

And Thanks fot that!”

“I try to reason it all out and the things that be
but after the wreck, there wasn`t much left of me
there`s a time to everything and to everything there`s a season
I couldn`t figure out why I was spared, there wasn`t any reason
broken up a bunch and bent, what more could I have left to do
I have suffered a plenty, how much more must I yet go through
I have come to an understanding, that I never before even knew
you only get so many chances, maybe it`s my place to warn you”

“Love`s hunger to lust and it turns to greed
to ever slay the beast it often has to feed
slow and easy, or sometimes it gets rough
it takes a lot for the beast to get enough
and of the truth, it seems complex
we are all driven by our need for sex
and to ever get in control of the beast, I think I can
it just takes a good woman to control the beast in a man”

“Never, no never, no never again
it`ll stop, but I know not when
but this time was worse than it has ever been
I get to thinkin` it`s over and it starts again
oh I try to head it off, or slow it a bit
but try as I might, nothing comes of it
it`s somehow like trying to control the weather
I think I can hide my feelings,
but I can never”