tomtuttle

Is that the temple called Mexico, or beauteeful, or are they the same?? Does Dale have sides??

I wonder if Mac is fit to print. I'm fixin to have a fit due to my lack of fitness, of which Mac will be fit to be tied...

Not to worry, brother Simonion. MY bible says "If a man wants to be stoop-peed, let him be stoop-peed. I myself thought it was Jimmy Stoop, or was that Christoph Stoop or Stool or something ... In any case, I have to go cover my feet.

Yes Sexie, so early the cock hasn't even crowed thrice. Ask Simon. His cock went out to the solitary prace and there played ...

ROA showers, a study in contrasts ... I remember taking a shower in the afternoon once, hot as h*ll outside, and inside the shower tent the heat from the hot water and steam was stiffling. By the time I got my clothes on, I was more sweaty than when I came in ...

Can someone in the 9th tell the sto-rey about Dana K. sleeping in Owens, and a couple of roomies waking him up with a vaccuum cleaner and a greased-up door knob, etc??

Yeah, I also (bullinger) hated those shower tents. Everyone one staring at me saying "Why, look at hows God has BLESSED YOU!!! No wonder I was not at the top of the corps when it came to the 12-minute test ...

Feelings come and go ... I agree with what Lenny said. All of it ...

For me, jet-style packing had a distinct effect on my ability to better swerve. There were so many really wonderful, good-hearted people we as corps were blessed to have the 'chance' to be a part of their lives. You 'babes' were refreshing to us. You brought back some of the joy of true service. Our sincere thanks to you...

Here am I. The last 3 weeks have kept me busier than a one-legged man in a butt-kickin' contest. I believe Simon has departed unto a solitary prace and there played ...

Walking by the Spirit ... All corps, active, LOA, DOA, Sunset, Mini, Pre, Special, and future alike, learned driving by the Spirit. It was mandatory ...

SHE'S a puppy !!! To whom do we attribute this notable quote??

My passive mind has sparked once again ... Our last year in res in Emporia, the day before the graduating ceremonies, we were rehearsing "downstairs Wirewilly" library. It was mid afternoon and as we were preparing to go out around the pond to do the walk-thru on stage, JL says we have 10 minutes to hit the bathroom & then meet outside. Well the famous author of the "Puff the Cat" series, G@ry Spic@r says, "Let's drive down to the licquor store & get some beer!!". Sos off we go, tearing out the door, across the pond area to the auto shop, where his car was parked. We hop in, drive down to the licquor store (in a mall I believe), buy 2 quart bottles of Coors, suck it down on our drive back to campus, park the car, run back to the pond area, just in time to fall in line with the rest of the cult groupies. Everyone we got near looked at us surprisingly, as we had a distinct odor eminating from the inner man, but neither JL nor Dave B. were the wiser ...

For those who were never blessed to have been in the corps program, if you knew the people involved in these sto-ries and their personalities, you could "see it yet", so living & real ... Our last year in res was the 11th's 1st year, and because there were so maany of them, maany of us married couples had to share rooms with an 11th corps couple. We had bunk beds in these rooms in those days, retrieved from the river-bed dry pool in Allen gym (how many corps ever even stepped INSIDE Allen gym?? I'll bet some didn't even realize the gym was part of the Emporia campus. WHY didn't they ever fill it up with water and let us SWIM???!!!). Anyways, these bunk beds had frames of wrought iron, weighed 100 lbs apiece, with old wire springs for mattress support. Me & wifey had claimed bottom bunk, leaving the top to the newbie 11th couple. When the 11th corps couple arrived for the 1st day in res, they had the husband's parents come with them. PM #1: The expression on the parents' faces when they realized we were SHARING the same bedroom. PM #2: Come 'loving' time for the upper bunk couple, their every move made those iron springs spring into a loud squeaking, as of a rushing, mighty wind. I had to put a pillow over wifies face to muffle her laughter. PM #3: One late night, the upper bunk couple, rising up a great while before day, were in the middle of 'knowing' each other, and I had to spring a leak (common male term for urination). Well, as soon as I rose out of the lower bunk, lo and behold I see the gal riding trigger, paps 'a swayin' and butts a' rockin'. They either didn't see me or didn't care, as the hour of power kept on going. I am thankful to this day for the vee-sion God shewed me that night. PM #4: At Gunnison under the reign of TJ (not Tick Jr), after getting my lunch, I headed over to Simon's table. Noticing a few 11th corps sitting there already, I stepped up behind the one sitting next to Simon and barked sharply, "MOVE !!!!" (like some earthly truck driver). This was not unusual to Simon and me, as we would greet each other with a "Dammit, how the F@@K are you?" on campus, just to keep spiritually sharp. Well, at the end of the announcments after lunch, LCM gets on the horn and say's "Tom T, please meet with me and TJ in cabin 2 immediately.". So I thought maybe God was moving over to give me a 'spacial' place in heaven. Wrong. I got lamblasted. Some 11th corps ratted me out, saying I was a bully. I got a lecture from LCM (TJ only sitting there nodding in spiritual agreement) about because of my size, I had to go the extra mile to be gentle, as I might be intimidating to smaller people. I told him I was only JOKING, that I thought it was OBVIOUS I was joking. I suppose the humor of Simon & I was too great a blessing for some ...

"WISHED" ????? ... just NEVER use that word around me. Be(dale)sides, there's nothing wrong with these "love" handles. Why, even the "Dr." himself used one (Dr.). I also (bullinger) was inclined to use "Dr." in mah handle, since I also (bullinger) played "Dr." once or twice when I was a youngin' ...

This may be old light to the 9th, but NEW light to the other generations I bring it to ... After the evening spew at supper one evening in Emporia, Russ S&nior raises his hand. George & Darlene H were at the headless table. Darlene: Russell, do you have something to share?? Russell: I have someone I would like to lift. Darlen: OK, go ahead. So Russell turns towards the guy sitting next to him and lifts him up out of his seat. Darlene: Russell S&nior, please meet with me & George immediately after the meal in the sonlight room ...

There were moments in the Corps, just like WOW stories, that were golden. Please feel free to add your "pearls of great price" ... At the beginning our first year in residence in Emporia, one day after dinner whilst LCM was spewing as he was wont to do, one of our 9th corps sistren, M@rtha Shee&an, decided to light up a cigarette. After seeing the smoke rising, LCM SCREAMS over the microphone: LCM: "What the HELL do you thing you're doing!!!!????". M@rtha: "I'm smoking.". LCM screaming: "Do you see any ASHTRAYS???". M@rtha innocently: "No, I'll just use my plate."

Zshot/JustPondering: Yes, that same lewd fellow of the baser sort was legion leader for the mid-atlantic area in the mid 80's. That's when I finally had enough. His loving confrontation with me inspired and started the Godly action of my leaving. After his ego-boosting spew about how f'ed up I was, I just looked blankly at him with a wonderful little smirk on my face, like saying "bless you my hero". Then I turned around and walked away. He didn't like that & demanded my return. I didn't and just kept on going ... Yes, he was an effin ahole, with a capital 'A' and all the rest ...

I am going to that city with it's streets of gold children laughing children singing with the happy angel band I michael just returned from ministering to our barbarian brothers in the Dominican Republic. Oh, you might say, that sure is nice, with the balmy nights, the warm waters of the Caribbean lapping my annie no-toes under the palms, but the children there were asking for all of the 9th corps to come over into Punta Cana and help us. So come assignments time, please have extra money (outside funds allowed) so as to be able to help those in need there. And now I go to the internet, looking for another job, not knowing the things which befall me, save that the holy ghost witnesseth in every city that I should just retire. You know, take a three week vacation. Like Nika, I am praying with eyes wide shut that God finds me the right position, maybe a head-table type job, where the chief execs can be blessed by my stand and hedge of believing.

I dunno... Frankie's too fat, per 'Mother' ... There's another big 'ole heart - Frankie ...

Alphaomegacat, they ALL look familiar. Even the inanimate objects look familiar. I can smell cig smoke seeping in from the doorway, the REAL coffee in the background (must not be CORPS!!!), the eager anticipation of the grads as they settle in for their 4000th time through the class, practicing but never mastering those fake laughs (Simon was accepted into the corps due to his mastery of the fake laugh). I wax nostalgic also, and feeble in the knees and mind ...

He did as Simonion says, snored with ALL BOLDNESS, at L.E.A.D also (the rock-climbing, outdoor survival class). My wife & I had the blessing to be in a tent next to his for a night or two. But he looked buff carying the large pack on his back, huffin' n a'puffin up those trails. He had a big ole heart to match his size. I don't believe anyone would not have called him 'brother' ...

Belle, you know, there's a Belle Glade here in Florida, not too far from where IGOTHOPE and I live. There is a prison there also, along with a couple restaurants and a sugar cane factory. And God told me to tell you that the next time somebody shows you a green card, do not confuse it with green light revelation. CM, I am learning that not all of us are the same. Sometimes I spew forth some spittle (like now), and instead of healing the beholder's eye (let thine eye be single), it has an unanticipated effect. I mean no offence to anyone, nor am I encouraging any direction for anyone's life. Many of us here on the GreaseSpot know each other and/or can deeply indentify with "re-living the incident" experiences and learning we had in our term with The Way, Looking for Love. When you read anything I write, just remember that I feel my life is too short to not laugh. God Blast you!!! PS: But watch out for that sly fox Simon. He is a sheep in wolves' clothing. And he gets more from 8 hours of sleep than from 15 minutes of speaking in tongues.

Just taking care of mah twig, ya know?? SkyPilot, it is PROBLEN, not PROBLEM. Didn't you learn anything from the PLAF course??? Just read what is written. If it's wrong, Simon will tell you ... Belle-dancer, bless your heart. I'm glad you agree with me. But what if it were God's will and you DIDN'T agree?

Hope, you were in WPB in 1980??? I lived there for 8 years before moving to ----> HERE