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Ode To The Blue

Yes, about my trashsifter...I didn't mention one thing.

One vital and extremely important issue that prevents me from going all trash protective, cop calling, ranting and raving female on him.

He's old........and no, I don't know what 'old' is defined by, just old, as in the kind of old that were I a spry 65 years old today, I'd look at him and say, "Whoa, that dudes old..........."

He's got wild white, grey, silver and blue hair. All four color hues mixed into one array of certifiable crazy looking hair. His deep wrinkles stretch and pull sideways when he grins at me and well, damnit, he's just old................

I'm not exactly one to reveal my weaknesses, but today I shall offer up the kryptonite that turns me into jelly. Old people. Elderly.

For one, I respect them like deities. I think they are incredibly fascinating and they are wonderful to hang out with. I love that some, like my Grandmother who recently passed away, are so soft, sweet and full of life's lessons, compassion and heart. The type of old souls you still want to crawl into their laps and listen to bedtime stories with.

Or, some old folks are full of spit and shine. They are mischievous, sometimes crotchety/ grouchy (I figure they earned it) and very entertaining. They say exactly what they are thinking and apologize to no one...I adore that.

At the nursing home I volunteer at, the assortment of elderly that warm my heart, delight my senses and fill me up with entire lifetimes of information is priceless. I am a devout listener and observer of the ages.

Which brings me back to my trash of the biggest scary old guys I've ever seen....Although it gives me the heebie jeebies, and I'm not all together certain he's not a dirty ancient pervert with a pantie shrine, his wrinkles and especially the brilliant blue hair makes me wobbly at the knees and too limp hearted to call the city or authorities.

However........I don't like it, at all, and plan on implementing a few of the sassy smart idea's several of you left in my comment section below. I may not be willing to turn the old fart in, but I am willing to plant a few unexpected surprises for his sifting (eww surprise) pleasure.

I hope you all have a fantastic Halloween and don't forget to give AOL the middle finger salute tonight~~~~~~~~~
**Looks like AOL pulled one final fast one, journals are all ready gone this morning into the dark oblivion, hopefully this hasn't caught anyone by surprise, specifically those last minute people who thought they had until midnight tonight to save their words.................**

20 Additional Thoughts:

I adore that about you....the mystery that is you, unraveling one clue at a time. I tend to agree on the sentiments on the elderly; whatever their mood...they've earned it ten fold. Of course it's always been a Native custom to prize our elderly. They are the history keepers and story tellers from one generation to another. Looking forward to hear how the (ewwww) surprises work out. (Hugs)Indigo

October 31, 2008 10:23 AM  

I forgot to say, I love the portrait you included with this entry. The depth of time and lessons is apparent in his face. You could sit and study it for hours, the absolute timeless is there to be found. (Hugs)Indy

October 31, 2008 10:32 AM  

Totally understandable. I agree with Indigo, the picture you included is truly something you could look at for hours.
I keep trying to see what is behind those eyes, fear, anger, jealousy (perhaps of a lost youth), regret, loss...there are so many possibilities.
Hm, interesting idea for a reader activity. The story behind the picture...just an idea. I bet we would be surprised by the different stories you might hear.
Have a wonderful weekend.

October 31, 2008 10:57 AM  

There is no waiting until tonight. They're already gone.

I'm struggling to be stoic about it. Even though I was successfully able to transfer my journal to a new Blogger home, I still find it somewhat breathtaking to think about four years of "me" suddenly disappearing. I suspect it's much like what I will feel when my parents are eventually gone, and it comes time to sell the home in which my sister and I grew up. Even though I haven't actually lived there for almost twenty years, it's still "home."

October 31, 2008 11:43 AM  

I am so pissed... the journals are gone. :(


Nevermind... Don't call the police. I didn't know he was old.

be well...

October 31, 2008 12:14 PM  

I just got here from AOL. ::sigh::

Your story of the old man is rather sad. I'm sure you'll handle it with care.

:) Leigh

October 31, 2008 12:49 PM  

Someday, I will learn to embrace the number of years I've piled up. But, it's not going to be today, nor is it going to be tomorrow.

By the way, my folks are road tripping out in your neck of the woods for the next several days. So, if you see a silver Dodge minivan with Wisconsin plates, give 'em a beep and a wave and say hello for me.

October 31, 2008 1:19 PM  

The faces of those of a certain age tell a life time of trial and errors. Thanks for your reads. Take care and be safe this Halloween eve,

October 31, 2008 1:46 PM  

Being old doesn't make his behavior any less creepy! I can see why you wouldn't want to call the cops on him, though. I hope your subtle (or not-so-subtle) ploys will do the trick!

All my best,

October 31, 2008 2:01 PM  

Great entry. It's an appropriate time for such an entry as today is the day to honor those who have gone before us.
By the way, this finger is up and ready for it's final salute to AOL!
Happy Halloween

October 31, 2008 2:41 PM  

I have always had a thing for older people. I really have. They are just special to me.

As for AOL, I've had my finger up to them for almost 3 years now.

Happy Halloween! Have fun tonight, and eat lots of candy! :]

October 31, 2008 3:00 PM  

Thanks for sharing the details about his age, try to get your message across without being too nasty :o)

October 31, 2008 5:33 PM  

You can wake up ad walk out without checking yourself in the mirror. The diginity within your spirit radiates far beyond your physical beauty!

Most people may have thought you were wearing the costume of a Saint, but we all know better!

Play on~~ Marc :)

October 31, 2008 8:11 PM  

Trick or Treat!

November 01, 2008 1:23 AM  

I have a deep and abiding respect for the elderly as well. They can oftimes be grumpy and hard to get along with and downright impossible, but I respect them nonetheless. I hope you do sort out a way to keep him from your bin though. I love the portrait at the top. There is a story to be told in every crevice and furrow. No botox for me . . . I hope that one day my face tells a similar story and that people want to hear it!

November 01, 2008 1:50 AM  


Thanks for sharing that the trash "collector" is old. Still...old, or not, his rummaging is creepy.

Am glad I got my AOL Journals transferred in time...wasn't going to move them, but changed my mind. Is a little bit sad...five years in J-Land...poof. Oh well, life goes on. Hooray for Blogspot.

Hope you and the girls had a Happy and Fun-Filled Halloween.

Just got home...ouch...broom riding makes me crotchety! :-)

Thanks for the great read.


November 01, 2008 7:57 AM  

He looks weary and worn, saddened by the heartaches endured through the passage of time, this man in the image displayed. Perhaps all he is in need of is someone to care?

November 01, 2008 3:17 PM  

Hiya, (kicks the pebbles between her feet) ummm your going to kill me, but what the heck...It'll be a happy hanging. Check out my the way yourt it. (runs)...(Hugs)Indy

November 01, 2008 6:02 PM  

Posted on your site is an elderly man. Is that a portrait or a photograph? I just keep looking at it over and over.

November 03, 2008 11:07 AM  

I have a weak spot for the elderly like you. A lot of them get on my nerves especially the ones I have to deal with all day at work but I don't have it in my heart to ever hurt their feelings or even be sarcastic or short spoken with one of them. You seem a bit more patient that I am but I guess I'm good at faking it :)

Personally, I would have made a report to the police about him. I would have just notified them so they'd be aware but I guess if he is keeping a panty shrine, it isn't really hurting anyone is it?

Your panties lol.. your call.

(((HUGS))) *M*

November 05, 2008 7:21 PM  

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