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Jul. 7th, 2004 03:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cabbitzillaWow. That's got to be the shortest storm ever. :p
I snagged this one from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
elance and wibbble...
Hrm. I... honestly, that's not the kind of thing that I can look at and say whether it suits or not; that kind of judgement call would be the province of those I consider family. It's interesting, though, and the picture's quite pretty.
I grabbed this one fromzytx... it's cut-tagged because it's a bit on the large side...
Some interesting tidbits there. I'm surprised that only one of the 'famous' folks born that year is dead; I wish the numbers were as favorable for the folks who were my classmates. There were eight of us in the circle of friends I had in high school... only four of us are still here. I'm 'crippled, but mending', it seems, the second's been in a wheelchair for nearly a decade, the third's in an asylum in Washington state, and the fourth, last I heard from him (two years ago), lives in the Dominican Republic. He's the 'successful' one of us - three kids, a loving wife... and inlaws that utterly despise him and have tried twice to get him deported.
Takes all kinds. Personally, I'm glad I'm not committed. My senior yearbook had a 'most likely to be committed' category; the names there were the girl who's in the asylum... and me. *chuckles softly* So far, I've managed to beat the odds on that one. :p Besides, I don't think that the residents get internet access...
Well, I'm off to poke around a bit more. *hugs*
I snagged this one from
elance and wibbble... | My sphere is Guardian (Person of great Love and Altruism), and my class is Defender (Peaceful, yet Potent). I am a Warden. To be a Warden is to be the ultimate Guardian. Whether a physical Guardian or an essential Guardian, is up to you. You may be both. To be a physical Guardian is to be a living, breathing testament to the love you carry for a person, or people, whose lives you will always defend if you possibly can. To be an essential Guardian is to be a living, breathing testament to the security that your wards seek, and will look to you for your always kind, always nurturing support. |
Hrm. I... honestly, that's not the kind of thing that I can look at and say whether it suits or not; that kind of judgement call would be the province of those I consider family. It's interesting, though, and the picture's quite pretty.
I grabbed this one from
zytx... it's cut-tagged because it's a bit on the large side...In 1967 (the year you were born) |
Lyndon B. Johnson is president of the US President Johnson and Soviet premiere Aleksei Kosygin agree not to let any crisis push them into war Thurgood Marshall is sworn in as the first black Supreme Court justice The first home microwave is released by Amana Dave Matthews, Kurt Cobain, Liz Phair, Vin Diesel, Julia Roberts, and Anna Nicole Smith are born St. Louis Cardinals win the World Series Green Bay Packers in Super Bowl I Boston Bruins win the Stanley Cup Disney's The Jungle Book and The Graduate are the top grossing films One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez is published Paul McCartney announces that all four members of the Beatles have "dropped acid" For the first time, Jimi Hendrix sets his guitar on fire during a concert in London Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band is released The first issue of Rolling Stone magazine is published The FCC orders that cigarette ads on television, radio and in print must include a warning about the health risks of smoking |
Some interesting tidbits there. I'm surprised that only one of the 'famous' folks born that year is dead; I wish the numbers were as favorable for the folks who were my classmates. There were eight of us in the circle of friends I had in high school... only four of us are still here. I'm 'crippled, but mending', it seems, the second's been in a wheelchair for nearly a decade, the third's in an asylum in Washington state, and the fourth, last I heard from him (two years ago), lives in the Dominican Republic. He's the 'successful' one of us - three kids, a loving wife... and inlaws that utterly despise him and have tried twice to get him deported.
Takes all kinds. Personally, I'm glad I'm not committed. My senior yearbook had a 'most likely to be committed' category; the names there were the girl who's in the asylum... and me. *chuckles softly* So far, I've managed to beat the odds on that one. :p Besides, I don't think that the residents get internet access...
Well, I'm off to poke around a bit more. *hugs*
