To kurt another invalid reply
I missed two episodes of Seinfeld reading your fascinating f***ly history. Once I started I could not stop. Well done, my Dear. I believe that your most endearing quality, for me, anyway, is your brutal honesty, from your personal information in your introduction page to this blog. I am skeptical enough not to completely accept the claim about the TV Guide and its weekly cost. Please tell me I am wrong about that and the story is true. Were the TV Guides from far flung time zones written in the language of those countries? Great job. I wish to read about your life during the periods when the pictures in your gallery were taken - of those friends, of those days and times, college, if any, and so on. Thank you for the nice, long read.
i apologize you missed seinfield but I sucked you in. I guess I'm like a vacuum cleaner. I assure you it is no bullshit about the tv guide. It was around 1987 and satellite technology hadn't hit the mainstream. the bookland bookstore special ordered our tv guide which was as big as a phone book for fifty bucks. It could've been thirty five. hell was when my dad used an old guide to plan his tv routine. i understand if you never believe me about the tv guide. When I wrote my life story I decided one day something I was writing about sounded like complete bullshit. I wouldn't believe it if I read it. Since that day I call all my writing 'bullshit mountain.' but i have to mention the tv guide because how else can I later explain spending late nights of insomnia bored with my dad watching some obscure all female wrestling show that young when most people didn't have cable. thanks for enjoying a real blog. most people only appreciate me when I right hardcore erotica. but sometimes as a writer you want to right about who you really are. that's why I am different.
In general, I adhere to the belief that something must be true because no one could make that up. Such is how I felt about this particular blog, for, indeed, one could not make up your family's lives. However, I was too parochial in thinking that TV Guide was a publication within the U.S. only. I did not imagine that it was published world-wide and, thus, available for all tv viewers everywhere. That it could be compiled in one tome weekly never occured to me. My bad. Now, what about my request for future blogs re: your friends in your pictures, your college life, and the years leading up to it? Thanks, Linda. Kurt
Furthermore, I am curious as to why you do not spell completely words like family, c***dren, c***d, k**s, brother and sister, but intersperse them with asterices. And, lastly for today, what is the source of your own last name, Marris, if Hawthorne is the appellation of your ancestors on both sides of the family? Kurt
Dear kurt I would never censor my work. It is all done by xhamster. My friend sassyBri taught me to break the system and use like sl33p, siste* and famly that should make it read less like a crossword puzzle. Iām writing you this blog because I wrote you a mega huge response and xhamster deemed it invalid. So I am trying to see if I can write you a blog instead. I wrote that blog in my last little outburst of manic rage.
A man who I love lacked such little faith that I could make it as an artist. Fuck yes I can make it. If my momma can scrub off her fingerprints donāt estimate me. Sometimes to get that particular message out you have to cover your roots. Mine are very special. A long time ago I changed my facebook account to linda marris. Some boy criticized my writing and told me to stop. So I started over and the first thing I wrote was blasting him for the worst possible sex experience on earth.
My real name is lynn and that is what I liked to be called. Lin is just fine it brings back pleasant memories. During college I lived in a party house nicknamed āthe house of linā I never claimed to be an angel. It was really nice writing this blog to you.
About the names I would never live it down if my mother fell in love with one of the male sons of that hawthorne clan. She fell in love with the eldest daughterās son who goes by a different name. I made a decision that felt right. My dad was an artist who refused to have a signature. He insisted for some reason I would have his initials. He had a special way to write LEM. That is how I plan to sign my art. He may have been an asshole. But he was my dad and he introduced me to nineteen eighties female wrestling.
i apologize you missed seinfield but I sucked you in. I guess I'm like a vacuum cleaner. I assure you it is no bullshit about the tv guide. It was around 1987 and satellite technology hadn't hit the mainstream. the bookland bookstore special ordered our tv guide which was as big as a phone book for fifty bucks. It could've been thirty five. hell was when my dad used an old guide to plan his tv routine. i understand if you never believe me about the tv guide. When I wrote my life story I decided one day something I was writing about sounded like complete bullshit. I wouldn't believe it if I read it. Since that day I call all my writing 'bullshit mountain.' but i have to mention the tv guide because how else can I later explain spending late nights of insomnia bored with my dad watching some obscure all female wrestling show that young when most people didn't have cable. thanks for enjoying a real blog. most people only appreciate me when I right hardcore erotica. but sometimes as a writer you want to right about who you really are. that's why I am different.
In general, I adhere to the belief that something must be true because no one could make that up. Such is how I felt about this particular blog, for, indeed, one could not make up your family's lives. However, I was too parochial in thinking that TV Guide was a publication within the U.S. only. I did not imagine that it was published world-wide and, thus, available for all tv viewers everywhere. That it could be compiled in one tome weekly never occured to me. My bad. Now, what about my request for future blogs re: your friends in your pictures, your college life, and the years leading up to it? Thanks, Linda. Kurt
Furthermore, I am curious as to why you do not spell completely words like family, c***dren, c***d, k**s, brother and sister, but intersperse them with asterices. And, lastly for today, what is the source of your own last name, Marris, if Hawthorne is the appellation of your ancestors on both sides of the family? Kurt
Dear kurt I would never censor my work. It is all done by xhamster. My friend sassyBri taught me to break the system and use like sl33p, siste* and famly that should make it read less like a crossword puzzle. Iām writing you this blog because I wrote you a mega huge response and xhamster deemed it invalid. So I am trying to see if I can write you a blog instead. I wrote that blog in my last little outburst of manic rage.
A man who I love lacked such little faith that I could make it as an artist. Fuck yes I can make it. If my momma can scrub off her fingerprints donāt estimate me. Sometimes to get that particular message out you have to cover your roots. Mine are very special. A long time ago I changed my facebook account to linda marris. Some boy criticized my writing and told me to stop. So I started over and the first thing I wrote was blasting him for the worst possible sex experience on earth.
My real name is lynn and that is what I liked to be called. Lin is just fine it brings back pleasant memories. During college I lived in a party house nicknamed āthe house of linā I never claimed to be an angel. It was really nice writing this blog to you.
About the names I would never live it down if my mother fell in love with one of the male sons of that hawthorne clan. She fell in love with the eldest daughterās son who goes by a different name. I made a decision that felt right. My dad was an artist who refused to have a signature. He insisted for some reason I would have his initials. He had a special way to write LEM. That is how I plan to sign my art. He may have been an asshole. But he was my dad and he introduced me to nineteen eighties female wrestling.
10 years ago
SassyBri ~