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The key to small talk is questions. If you ask questions then the other person does all the talking and thinks of you as a fantastic listener who's actually interested in them.

And she won't always be 9. When she is grown, there may still be time to chase dreams. Or when I am old(er) and in my dotage and no one cares what I do anymore, maybe there will time then. And finally, when this whole world is done with me and my soul is truly free -- that will be time when I...

Why you can easily do four minutes on the denizens of TBF! Just imagine, Irene and the non-existent "Wilde Bunch" can help you fill the awkward pauses in your conversation, and you'll have something for which you'll be grateful to me! "Irene spares me the social discomfort of silence...

My sister is 45. I don't think this is a phase she's going to grow out of. :(

Not when the one you love most is 9 years old and has a smile that lights up your world.

Again, just quickly...no connection between the Secret Rebel Base and the Australian/Canadian wardrobe of Kookamoor, though I do like the idea of wardrobe. Maybe I could get a pack of mules to cart one up the mountainside.

My parents are both dead, for years there's only been my sister and I. Yes, I'm the responsible one, and yes she's always been the "problem child." But there are things we like to believe our loved ones are incapable of, that there are lines they'd never cross. So when the accusations were...

Maybe, one day, another dream will come along that will be worth chasing. Right now, I'm between dreams, I guess.

Apparently, I'm the one who thought, until yesterday, Uncle Ernie really was in the CIA. Only it wasn't Uncle Ernie, and it wasn't the CIA -- it was someone much closer and the lie much more significant.

Is it important? In the long run, it isn't the particulars, it's the emotions that matter. That feeling that all things are possible -- it's tremendous no matter what brings it into being. Everyone should have it once. Chasing that one foolish dream when everyone says you're crazy and seeing...

Which one are you? Every family (broad sweeping generalization there) has that "problem" child, even if it's a 62-year-old Uncle Ernie. The one everyone knows about and is embarassed by. The chronic liar, the one that picks a fight at the family picnic, the alcoholic, the wife beater --...

I have been assured by Darren (TBF Administrator) that he is looking into the concerns expressed in this thread.

Again, just to keep the record clear, the previous two posters never completed their applications to join "The Wilde Gang." (It is, after all, a very "select" group, I don't take just anyone. In fact, I've never taken anyone. I'm the only member to have ever met all the criteria. The secret...

Those kinds of private hell come from deep, deep pains and a feeling that the pain will never go away. "Cutting" as it's called, is a way to release the tension when the pain is too great. The physical sensation of pain provides an escape from or an outlet for the emotional pain. The problem...

Yes and yes, and then the fall came and it was a long way down. But while I was up there, it was certainly worth it, and it was worth the fall. And yes, I'd do it again if I could.

Still waiting quietly for someone representing TBF to answer the original post.

You are most welcome. I'll borrow your idea and do my thanking elsewhere. It's been a rough day and I owe two members of my online family some very big thanks for getting me through it.

Such a long and rambling story would never fit in a PM. I'll leave it as a bit of an enigma.

Yeah, that one carries a lot of baggage with it for me. It's very personal.

One favorite song??? That's hard. No, I don't think I can keep to one. But here's one of them. It's Mott the Hoople, from the "Mott" album. Lyrics by Ian Hunter. I Wish I Was Your Mother I scream at you for sharing 'n I curse you just for caring I hate the clothes you're wearing...