Originally posted by @drewnogalI think morbid might be a better word for the whole thread but anyway...what colour are/were the roses?
I initially thought of a bullet to the back of the head; anything instant and in complete oblivion, but it sounded a bit harsh.
Originally posted by @torunnI tend to say nice things on a Sunday.
That was a nice thing you said, thank you.
Passing away in one's sleep with a clear conscience would be fine too.
You'll detect grumpiness in my posts tomorrow.
Originally posted by @ghost-of-a-dukeLife's too short to be grumpy...chill dude.
I tend to say nice things on a Sunday.
You'll detect grumpiness in my posts tomorrow.
Originally posted by @ponderableIndeed. I wouldn't want to go in my sleep at 45. (My next birthday).
In my sleep would be nice.
It depends on age and circumstance though, I presume.
Originally posted by @ghost-of-a-dukeAt that age one would certainly hope not. Happy birthday in advance, just in case I miss it. I am substantially "older".
Indeed. I wouldn't want to go in my sleep at 45. (My next birthday).
Originally posted by @great-big-steesI have a few - white, pale yellow, peachy pink, creamy tangerine, magenta pink, cadmium reddish-pink and a burgundy red. Please don't ask me their names as I've lost their labels.
I think morbid might be a better word for the whole thread but anyway...what colour are/were the roses?
Originally posted by @drewnogalWell they certainly are just "one colour" named. Whatever happened to just red or pink. Why the hyphenated names?
I have a few - white, pale yellow, peachy pink, creamy tangerine, magenta pink, cadmium reddish-pink and a burgundy red. Please don't ask me their names as I've lost their labels.
Originally posted by @ghost-of-a-dukeEnjoy your forties. When you get to your sixties you'll start wondering how many summers and Christmases you have left.
Indeed. I wouldn't want to go in my sleep at 45. (My next birthday).
Originally posted by @drewnogalReally? Those things have never crossed my mind and I am in my 7th decade.
Enjoy your forties. When you get to your sixties you'll start wondering how many summers and Christmases you have left.
Edit: What I do ponder is whether or not I still have some scotch left. Gotta go check.
Originally posted by @great-big-steesThey are all very subtle shades as I don't like primary colours in my garden.
Well they certainly are just "one colour" named. Whatever happened to just red or pink. Why the hyphenated names?
Originally posted by @drewnogalGood answer. A woman who thinks outside the box. 😉
They are all very subtle shades as I don't like primary colours in my garden.
Originally posted by @great-big-steesThat reminds me... Yes, I have a bottle of white wine still.
Really? Those things have never crossed my mind and I am in my 7th decade.
Edit: What I do ponder is whether or not I still have some scotch left. Gotta go check.
Originally posted by @torunnI have some Jura single malt left, enough for a couple of wee drams, one of which I just enjoyed. 🙂
That reminds me... Yes, I have a bottle of white wine still.
Originally posted by @great-big-steesA good evening then. 🙂
I have some Jura single malt left, enough for a couple of wee drams, one of which I just enjoyed. 🙂
Originally posted by @drewnogalA Darkness at Noon
I initially thought of a bullet to the back of the head; anything instant and in complete oblivion, but it sounded a bit harsh.