Do you have a dream?

kernow62 says on Aug 27, 2005, 16:47:

Elmo might ride a burro across California.

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Caballista says on Aug 27, 2005, 18:05:

Please a little respect with it. I do not want you to start with those comments. If you have nothing good to say, don't say it. Thank you.

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Caballista says on Aug 27, 2005, 18:06:

Please a little respect with it. I do not want you to start with those comments. If you have nothing good to say, don't say it. Thank you.

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Dan says on Aug 27, 2005, 18:11:

my dream at the moment is just to reunite with my wife and stepdaughter. They are still in Colombia and I can't even visit. The only thing I can do right now is to keep working on their visa paperwork.

Sounds like riding horseback is a pretty good idea. Another idea could be to travel some of the extensive trails in the US such as the Appalachian Trail, but I think the trail is more for foot travel.

Good luck

God Bless America!

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utopiacowboy says on Aug 27, 2005, 19:12:

People have done things similar to what you're thinking about doing. A man passed through here not so long ago who had ridden from Mexico and was on his way north.

Disclaimer: any comment I make is inane and is not to be taken seriously, and is so patently ridiculous that no one should take it seriously, even as an insult.

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kernow62 says on Aug 27, 2005, 20:05:

I like horses too.

In pre-Christian times, horse meat was eaten in northern Europe as part of Teutonic religious ceremonies, particularly those associated with the worship of Odin. Europe was also periodically invaded by horse-eating Asian nomads like the Huns and Mongols, whose descendants continued the diet.

The eating of horse meat is forbidden by Jewish and some Christian religions. In AD 732, Pope Gregory III tried to stop the pagan practice of horse eating, calling it "abominable". In some countries the effects of this prohibition by the Catholic Church have lingered, and horse meat prejudices have progressed from taboos to abhorrence.

According to legend, the French taste for horse meat dates from the Battle of Eylau in 1807, when the surgeon-in-chief of Napoleon's Grand Army, Baron Dominique-Jean Larrey, advised the starving troops to eat the flesh of dead battlefield horses. The cavalry used breastplates as cooking pans and gunpowder as seasoning, and thus founded a tradition.

Today many European countries including France, Italy, Romania, the Netherlands, Spain, Portugal and Belgium consume horse meat in notable volumes. China is actually the largest producer of horse meat.

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miamimike says on Aug 27, 2005, 20:35:

Yes, I would like to win the Florida Lottery so I don't have to work anymore. I really don't care much for work(paid type)and this would allow me to fulfill my dream to do some Volunteer work for various Medical Missionaries in 3rd world countries with the poor and underserved peoples of the world as a Health Care Provider.

"Wait a minute. What did you just say? You're predicting $4-a-gallon gas? That's interesting. I hadn't heard that." -- Feb. 28, 2008 --George W. Bush, Washington, D.C.

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kernow62 says on Aug 28, 2005, 03:59:

Very nice dream Mike. You sound a bit like Che.

Caballista, by the way I was joking (poor taste is a speciality). Best of luck with your dream.

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carolain11 says on Aug 28, 2005, 07:32:

my dream is a lot easier to achieve than yours (or at least so I think), I'd love to go to Sta Marta and Bucaramanga in December, spend time with some of my relatives, remember old times, nicer times, when I was a kid and had all the fun in the world just by going to el rodadero, the real one, the sandy one, have some of the wonderful arab food that pablita makes, go to minca perhaps, have an "asado" with chivo, simple things that I haven't been able to do in such a long time. that's my dream for now.

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viewpoint says on Aug 28, 2005, 08:42:

Kernow62 Horse meat was (illegally) sold in the USA during the world war II era during the period of shortages and/or rationing. I recall that my grandfather as owner of a large meat market and grocery store in Portland, Oregon was accused of selling horse meat in his meat market disquised as beef. The regulators brought charges and he replied NAY NAY !!!

My mother kept the newspaper articles which I read in later years at an age I could appreciate and understand them.

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BAQ says on Aug 28, 2005, 12:17:

Donner Pass Humm, well, humm, be careful when you go (time of year). READ UP ON THE DONNER PARTY and "Donner Pass". Of course, unless you LOVE snow and being a cannibal.

Just a thought

Semper Fidelis !

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kernow62 says on Aug 28, 2005, 13:44:

BAQ that is why she will be on "corned beef with legs" (what a great name for a horse), just in case it gets down to that.

Cannibal stories always remind me of the Monty Python skit.

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LIFEBOAT (CANNIBALISM)

The interior of a lifeboat. Seagulls are crying

SAILOR 1: (M.P) Still no sign of land. How long is it?

HODGES: (G.C.) That's a rather personal question, sir.

SAILOR 1: (low voice)You stupid git. I meant how long has it been in the lifeboat? You've destroyed the atmosphere now.

HODGES: I'm sorry.

SAILOR 1: Shut up. Start again.

Pause

SAILOR 1: Still no sign of land. How long is it?

HODGES: 33 days, sir.

SAILOR 1: Thirty-three days?

HODGES: We can't go on much longer. (low voices) I didn't think I destroyed the atmosphere.

SAILOR 1: Shut up.

HODGES: Well, I don't think I did.

SAILOR 1: 'Course you did.

HODGES: (aside, to Morley) Did you think I destroyed the atmosphere?

MORLEY: (E.I.) Yes I think you did.

SAILOR 1: Shut up. Shut up!

Pause

SAILOR 1: Still no sign of land. How long is it?

HODGES: 33 days, sir.

JOHNSON: (T.J.) Have we started again? (slap)

SAILOR 1: Still no sign of land. How long is it?

HODGES: 33 days, sir.

SAILOR 1: Thirty-three days?

HODGES: We can't go on much longer, sir. We haven't eaten since the fifth day.

MORLEY: We're done for, we're done for!

SAILOR 1: Shut up, Morley.

HODGES: We've just got to keep hoping. Someone may find us.

JOHNSON: How we feeling, Captain?

CAPTAIN: (J.C) Not too good. I...I feel so weak.

HODGES: We can't hold out much longer.

CAPTAIN: Listen...chaps...there's still a chance. I'm...done for, I've...got a gammy leg and I'm going fast; I'll never get through. But...some of you might. So...you'd better eat me.

SAILOR 1: Eat you, sir?

CAPTAIN: Yes. Eat me.

HODGES: Urrghh! With a gammy leg?

CAPTAIN: You didn't eat the leg, Thompson. There's still plenty of good meat. Look at that arm.

MORLEY: It's not just the leg, sir.

CAPTAIN: What do you mean?

MORLEY: Well, sir...it's just that -

CAPTAIN: Why don't you want to eat me?

MORLEY: I'd rather eat Johnson, sir! (points to Johnson)

HODGES: So would I, sir.

CAPTAIN: I see.

JOHNSON: Well that's settled then...everyone's gonna eat me!

SAILOR 1: Uh, well.

MORLEY: What, sir?

SAILOR 1: No, no you go ahead, please, I won't.......

JOHNSON: Oh nonsense, sir, you're starving; tuck in.

SAILOR 1: No, no, it's not that.

HODGES: What's the matter with Johnson, sir?

SAILOR 1: Well, he's not kosher.

MORLEY: That depends how we kill him, sir.

SAILOR 1: Yes, that's true. But to be perfectly frank I...I like my meat a little more lean. I'd rather eat Hodges.

HODGES: Oh well, all right.

MORLEY: I still prefer Johnson.

CAPTAIN: I wish you'd all stop bickering and eat me.

HODGES: Look. I tell you what. Those who want to can eat Johnson. And you, sir, can have my leg. And we make some stock from the Captain, and then we'll have Johnson cold for supper.

SAILOR 1: Good thinking, Hodges.

JOHNSON: And we'll finish off with the peaches. (picks up a tin of peaches)

MORLEY: And we can start off with the avocados. (picks up two avocados)

SAILOR 1: Waitress! (a waitress walks in) We've decided now, we're going to have leg of Hodges...

Boos off-screen. Cut to a letter.

VOICE OVER: Dear Sir, I am glad to hear that your studio audience disapproves of the last skit as strongly as I. As a naval officer I abhor the implication that the Royal Navy is a haven for cannibalism. It is well known that we now have the problem relatively under control, and that it is the RAF who now suffer the largest casualties in this area. And what do you think the Argylls ate in Aden. Arabs? Yours etc. Captain B.J. Smethwick in a white wine sauce with shallots, mushrooms and garlic.

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Caballista says on Aug 28, 2005, 14:19:

Dan, carolain11, miamimike a dream is a wish from your heart, and it make you feel alive, and with the positive attitude that you keep that dream in your heart you will make it happen. Do not stop dreaming and when you rich that dream, you need to start with a new one, because it's the only way to go trough this life. Dreaming.

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platano says on Aug 28, 2005, 14:43:

Gracias, Caballista! La Vida es Sueño Es verdad; pues reprimamos
esta fiera condición,
esta furia, esta ambición,
por si alguna vez soñamos.
Y sí haremos, pues estamos
en mundo tan singular,
que el vivir sólo es soñar;
y la experiencia me enseña
que el hombre que vive, sueña
lo que es, hasta despertar.
Sueña el Rey que es Rey, y vive
con este engaño mandando,
disponiendo y gobernando;
y este aplauso, que recibe
prestado, en el viento escribe,
y en cenizas le convierte
la muerte, ¡desdicha fuerte!:
¡¿que hay quien intente reinar,
viendo que ha de despertar
en el sueño de la muerte?!


Sueña el rico en su riqueza
que más cuidados le ofrece;
sueña el pobre que padece
su miseria y su pobreza;
sueña el que a medrar empieza,
sueña el que afana y pretende,
sueña el que agravia y ofende,
y en el mundo, en conclusión,
todos sueñan lo que son,
aunque ninguno lo entiende.
Yo sueño que estoy aquí
de estas prisiones cargado,
y soñé que en otro estado
más lisonjero me vi.
¿Qué es la vida? Un frenesí.
¿Qué es la vida? Una ilusión,
una sombra, una ficción,
y el mayor bien es pequeño;
que toda la vida es sueño,
y los sueños, sueños son.

La Vida es Sueño
Pedro Calderón de la Barca
Madrid 1600-1681

plátano

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poco says on Aug 28, 2005, 15:34:

Let's hear it for the dreamers of the world The primary motivation for my accomplishments in life can be directly attributed to my dreams.

NOTHING could keep me from attaining my goals. The horrors of school, vrs. being a beach bum in California, selling out to big oil for money, sucking up to the boss but finally I achieved my dream of having a nice car and a girl with big (o)(o)

Dreams come true; without that possibility, nature would not incite us to have them or the consistancy

"Violence is the first refuge of the incompetent" - Isaac Asimov

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kernow62 says on Aug 28, 2005, 16:54:

Big eyes, wow, just what I've always dreamed of.

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Miguel says on Aug 28, 2005, 18:45:

Too bad... Those are now out of style, according to Tinto's recent post. Right;-D
Sorry, off topic. My dream is pretty close to MiamiMike's; having the financial freedom to be philanthropic, then living the good life, which for me, would include travel and listening to as much local music as possible. The journey would end in Colombia, where I would play bass in a band that covers everything from Diomedes Diaz to Muddy Waters.

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Caballista says on Aug 29, 2005, 05:41:

Platano, muy apropiado el poema para el tema a tratar aqui. Y para quienes sueñan con encontrarse con la familia les cuento que yo estoy trabajando en uno de esos sueños, y es el querer estar al lado de una de mis hermanas a quien vi hace dos años, despues de 10 años de no vernos; los 16 dias que tuvimos para disfrutar juntas, no fueron suficientes. Fui a Colombia a ver a mi familia tambien despues de 11 años de no verlos, pero el sueño de volver a ver y abrazar a mi papá y conversar mucho con el y saber muchas cosas de el ya no fué posible debido al intento de secuestro donde fue asesinado 4 años atrás (en Agosto).
Ahora estoy trabajando en el sueño de encontrarme con mi hermana nuevamente y estaremos juntas esta vez 3 meses. (si me dan la visa) Mi próximo sueño, es convertirme en ciudadana Norteramericana para viajar sin pedir visas y vivir 3 meses en Colombia, 3 Meses en Europa 3 meses en USA y el resto donde me provoque. Otro sueño es tener mi finca con caballos, vivir en Grecia 6 meses o más; conocer a alguien que quiera viajar y vivir al lado de una viajera incansable. Y el sueño de ayudar a la gente lo estoy realizando en este momento. No se necesita dinero para ayudar a la gente. Muchas veces se necesita una sonrisa y una palabra. A ellos les enseño a lograr sus sueños. No me gusta darle dinero a la gente, me gusta darles animo y esperanzas de que sus sueños tambien se pueden convertir en realidad, si ellos se deciden a lograrlos.
Por eso hay que tener cuidado con lo que se sueñe, pues se puede convertir en realidad.

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