tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post9118133543378626625..comments2008-05-20T09:27:55.719-04:00Chezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125538523345637439noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-31199241073545410692008-05-20T09:27:00.000-04:002008-05-20T09:27:00.000-04:00Pace 90 -- Fuck off.<BR/><BR/>Alex -- Sorry man.Chezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125538523345637439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-22240986618283326652008-05-20T09:12:00.000-04:002008-05-20T09:12:00.000-04:00alright don't get so pissy with me. I have known you far to long to argue. Peace.<BR/><BR/>Alexthe doctornoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-39643999745367584372008-05-20T07:37:00.000-04:002008-05-20T07:37:00.000-04:00Well then I guess you can tell him if you meet him in the afterlife - though I am not sure you will make it to the same place he didpace_high_90noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-45877542333508406122008-05-19T23:19:00.000-04:002008-05-19T23:19:00.000-04:00Actually, no I don't. I already know what happened and no one besides Jorge is owed a damn thing.Chezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125538523345637439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-24934245089963466262008-05-19T22:24:00.000-04:002008-05-19T22:24:00.000-04:00chez<BR/><BR/>you need to finish this not just for yourself but for a lot of us who were his friends. Closure will happen for many of us and you when we here "the end"the doctornoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-86520473703887177782008-05-08T04:12:00.000-04:002008-05-08T04:12:00.000-04:00<A HREF="http://science.slashdot.org/article.pl?sid=08/05/07/2154230" REL="nofollow">platypus genome decoded</A>[slashdot.org]rektidehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03381475657715288786noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-91197416439301372512008-05-06T06:47:00.000-04:002008-05-06T06:47:00.000-04:00We called those our "less then zero moments" so dark and delicious... but there was a certain creed amongst brothers that was never to be crossed, a line you drew in the sand and said, "this is where the bullshit stops"... <BR/><BR/>though sometimes the line was blurred.<BR/><BR/>perhaps you think that if your friend had lived you would have patched things up, got over it and moved on... and now you're forever burdened with the weight of your past actions. <BR/><BR/>Maybe you haven't finished this piece because it hasn't come to an apology, maybe you haven't found that sacred place and time to really move-on. I dunno, but to me it looks like you're on the path... <BR/><BR/>peace, love and light Chez.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-56853297876547506112008-05-05T21:12:00.000-04:002008-05-05T21:12:00.000-04:00You're honest--that's why I keep up with your blog. Don't know if you do this, but I "tagged" you. More people need to read what you have to say.Melissa B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172152515024862967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-22200887612587246712008-05-05T19:38:00.000-04:002008-05-05T19:38:00.000-04:00All of us have done something reprehensible. Not all of us are willing to admit it, publicly or to ourselves.<BR/><BR/>You deserve the praise, my Friend.Captain Crabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03903278274365466929noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-12149171489816956632008-05-05T19:21:00.000-04:002008-05-05T19:21:00.000-04:00I'm a 52 year old man and your writing just blows me away. I was heavily into drugs in my late teens and most assuredly did my share of wrong doing. There are things I too will always regret. Words and deeds do major harm.<BR/>Keep up the good writing.countryjoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12376457839450757153noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-24546808494442540562008-05-05T18:54:00.000-04:002008-05-05T18:54:00.000-04:00A Tribute:<BR/><BR/>I remember Jorge, vividly. We were friends at one point in time, good friends. A time of innocence; Recess/Playground friends. As it sometimes happens, friends tend drift apart as we get older. (Right about the time that we left school.)<BR/><BR/>You described him down to the "T." I think he wasn't the kind of person who you could say "His bark was much worse then his bite." He had no bite, or even bark to speak of. Not a truly mean bone in his body. The only weapon he ever wielded: His wit, and humor. <BR/><BR/>I am sad that he was the first friend/schoolmate to leave us.<BR/><BR/>He is, and will be truly missed.<BR/><BR/>Rest in Peace.Blenderabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09791528249456692092noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-12360355376803356152008-05-05T17:59:00.000-04:002008-05-05T17:59:00.000-04:00We all have our stories, but, God, Chez, you've been through it!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-22260980303907674902008-05-05T17:47:00.000-04:002008-05-05T17:47:00.000-04:00I'd say you do. Not for behaving reprehensibly, but for owning up to it. You don't claim to be the victim of addiction but accept the blame and responsibility for your actions, and express appropriate remorse, which is a refreshing change these days. Something which most "role models" forget.<BR/><BR/>And ditto on natasha's perspective - your writing really brings home the emotional impact of decisions and events.Aaronnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-14487163701256919592008-05-05T17:34:00.000-04:002008-05-05T17:34:00.000-04:00Not sure I deserve praise for copping to doing something reprehensible.Chezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125538523345637439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-27440307075256929742008-05-05T17:24:00.000-04:002008-05-05T17:24:00.000-04:00Chez, <BR/><BR/>I get it. <BR/><BR/>I'll send an email with details. Or maybe I'll post it here later. Right now is just not the time.Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14790936462635447998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28957011.post-74705350851198395252008-05-05T15:46:00.000-04:002008-05-05T15:46:00.000-04:00I remember this column. It broke my heart again. <BR/><BR/>It's your honesty, Chez. It's what keeps me coming back.Natashanoreply@blogger.com