tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post3260520931090965532..comments2024-02-28T21:09:17.490-08:00Comments on Samantha Sans Dosage: The Things We Do For...Samantha Duganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-43893398850439293202015-08-04T06:31:16.972-07:002015-08-04T06:31:16.972-07:00The house selling has gone nowhere yet. A few tire...The house selling has gone nowhere yet. A few tire kickers thus far.Thomashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07322028233207741737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-63726941803550628942015-08-03T18:02:27.324-07:002015-08-03T18:02:27.324-07:00Thomas,
It meant plenty even read. Your long time ...Thomas,<br />It meant plenty even read. Your long time patience with me means even more. Hugs to you and how goes the house selling?Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-2983166937524254932015-08-03T13:46:43.470-07:002015-08-03T13:46:43.470-07:00Sam:
Regina was my Queen, and that's a pun.
...Sam:<br /><br />Regina was my Queen, and that's a pun.<br /><br />Oh, "nice" has to be heard, not just read. It means a lot more that way.Thomashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07322028233207741737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-27251301306831406932015-08-03T13:46:43.322-07:002015-08-03T13:46:43.322-07:00Sam:
Regina was my Queen, and that's a pun.
...Sam:<br /><br />Regina was my Queen, and that's a pun.<br /><br />Oh, "nice" has to be heard, not just read. It means a lot more that way.Thomashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07322028233207741737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-36482388530487448532015-08-03T12:35:27.771-07:002015-08-03T12:35:27.771-07:00Thomas,
Nice? I share with you my box of hamster p...Thomas,<br />Nice? I share with you my box of hamster poo story and you give me nice?! (Wink)<br /><br />Regina was the name of my very best friend from the time I was around 15 until I was in my early twenties. She practically lived with us we we so close, our falling out had to do with what I am pretty sure was a drug problem....still not sure to this day but every time I see that name it warms my heart. <br /><br />Oh and I love a man that can beauty in imperfection...fuck, I would be single forever if there weren't men like that. Like you. Thanks for sharing your story too darlin. Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-48317193524138261862015-08-03T07:56:59.287-07:002015-08-03T07:56:59.287-07:00Nice.
Made me think of Regina. She had one upper ...Nice.<br /><br />Made me think of Regina. She had one upper front tooth that was bigger than all the rest and so it stood out; otherwise, she was beautiful--to me. Our mutual love blossomed in the second and third grades.<br /><br />Regina came from a family with a little cash--I came from a family with none. Her family was not amused by their daughter joining with such trash.<br /><br />It all came to a close after the first school threw me out and sent me to a second grade school to start fourth grade. Six-plus decades later, and I can still see that tooth.Thomashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07322028233207741737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-60220187635175872712015-08-02T17:13:50.726-07:002015-08-02T17:13:50.726-07:00Ron My Love,
Well then, RAWR! Oh, and you're d...Ron My Love,<br />Well then, RAWR! Oh, and you're doing it wrong. <br />Love you too!Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-8344640470173647622015-08-02T16:48:59.081-07:002015-08-02T16:48:59.081-07:00My Love,
Just so you know, that thing pushing you ...My Love,<br />Just so you know, that thing pushing you in the small of your back...it's not my finger.<br /><br />Can't wait to read you here again SOON.<br /><br />I love you so.Ron Washam, HMWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11238869156614617705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-25466185968712597572015-08-02T13:58:58.696-07:002015-08-02T13:58:58.696-07:00Ron Love,
I'd love to have your balls, always ...Ron Love,<br />I'd love to have your balls, always wise to have a backup pair, you know, when mine are at the cleaners. I can so picture your sweet face joining the neighbor kids in matrimony. Just for the record, had I been standing in front of you fingers interlocked with my way prepubescent paramour I'd have run off with the preacher man!<br /><br />Not sure I belong anywhere but this feels right, when it isn't feeling wrong that is, and thanks to yours and a handful of others with their fingers in the small of my back, I felt the need, desire and smoldering want to be here again. So Love, I thank you and love you in return!<br /><br />Valerie,<br />Damn, I'm being stalked and didn't know it, again! I'm kidding of course and am totally flattered by the fact that you cats seems to turn up, and turn on here. Kills me and none of you can know how nice it feels to be accepted, even if it is by a (obviously very wise and super cool) minority. Wines almost always make me feel, good or bad and as I always say, I just can't think I''m cool enough to think I'm alone in what I'm feeling. Has to be others....so I' so glad we found each other. <br /><br /> <br />Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-52781098538493608452015-08-02T09:01:08.350-07:002015-08-02T09:01:08.350-07:00You belong wherever you damned well choose to be. ...You belong wherever you damned well choose to be. As for you not speaking wine like everyone else, I'm wagering that's why many of us stalk your blog. There's so much wine "blah blah blah" out there, it truly is that different voice and tone that I seek out. I often say that yours is the most sensual wine blog out there - it's raw, draws emotion (often tears), and makes you feel the wine. Otherwise, what's the point? In the words of my Italian wine teacher 6 years ago, "What does a glass of wine meee-ans to you?" You answer that with every composition. Cheers, lady. And thank you. xAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12681832475289219244noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-80851181695086682012015-08-02T08:03:13.355-07:002015-08-02T08:03:13.355-07:00My Gorgeous Samantha,
I was the kid who performed ...My Gorgeous Samantha,<br />I was the kid who performed all the marriage ceremonies for the other kids in the second grade. I was the only one who sort of knew the words to the wedding ceremony, all that "for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, and forever hold your peace" stuff. Even then I had taken the vow of chastity.<br /><br />Though if you give me your box of balls, I'll give you mine in return.<br /><br />We do forever crave someone who accepts us for all that we are. That's a rare gift--and one you've given far more often than you've received. Which is what makes you such a beautiful soul.<br /><br />As for blogging, you belong here doing this. Not for us, My Love, but for You. We just get to reap the benefits of your wisdom and heart, but you, Baby, were born to write, and if you don't, you will certainly live to regret it.<br /><br />I love you! Ron Washam, HMWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11238869156614617705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-32881469939009954742015-08-02T07:45:45.409-07:002015-08-02T07:45:45.409-07:00Jess,
Oh I'm sure you can. Trust me, I am noth...Jess,<br />Oh I'm sure you can. Trust me, I am nothing at all special so if I can, you can. That said I totally get not wanting to invest the time or energy to do so...as this past year that "Meh, don't wanna" feeling has hit me hard and fast. It was the kind push from you and a few others that reminded me how nice it feels to be wanted, to be picked and craved and I cannot thank you enough for that. Hardly beautiful but much needed this piece...<br /><br />webb,<br />You're going to have to give me your email or phone number if you are going to want to talk to me in 20 years! Don't suspect, or hope for that matter, that I will still be blogging that long from now! Thanks for sharing Shawn and Kinky with me! There is just something about camp crushes that stand out isn't there? Sort of, well I guess like the humiliation of 2nd grade rejection, a right of passage in a way. Thanks for the early Sunday morning visit lady.Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-41760727955967908762015-08-02T06:50:29.638-07:002015-08-02T06:50:29.638-07:00Can surely relate to Tyler. I gave a cut-in-half ...Can surely relate to Tyler. I gave a cut-in-half heart pendant to Shawn and he never spoke to me again. Fortunately they moved away that summer and ended the humiliation, and Kirky (Kirky, really? Oddly, autocorrect wants it to be "kinky"!) was the camp guy. Nice to e reminded that we survived both.<br /><br />And, you'll survive this summer, with a ew set of memories that you can tell us in 20 years. Thinking of you.webbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15168174623602308906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-24782824405414683432015-08-02T05:42:39.079-07:002015-08-02T05:42:39.079-07:00You conjure the best memories Sam. I don't se...You conjure the best memories Sam. I don't seem to hav that ability but i so enjoy reading others that do. Beautiful as always...Romeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14273756990743120098noreply@blogger.com