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The more i see her the more i like her. Found an interview with her. http://dfined.org/2008/08/07/youchubin-with-ndtitanlady/

Regarding the first video, i thought she was right and if i were her age i would dig her big time. A small tip, if you're not rich and far from being a hunk, good manners is still a plus if you don't want woman to beat you up with their purses or whatever they carry around. Does not work.

Which member of the board has the better looking ass ?

Gotta say, the second legs except for Villareal-Arsenal could all very well be foregone conclusions.

Don't think, my feelings are out of anger but more of frustration, noticing how a few small bad things batched up all together can derail a situation, don't know if i mentionned it on the board or on pm or with someone, so many communications today that i'm losing count, but as we were briefed by the hospital representatives after her death was announced, i explained to them what i felt they needed to work on to make the place a better one by telling them how we were treated, so future patients and families of patients so they do not live this kind of Kafkaian nightmare. The representatives seemed to appreciate my candor and the way i adressed them, they figured out i was trying to make their place better We always have to work on our communication skills and when they're lacking, we need to take the time to fix them Looking at the grief chart, seems i'm in limbo between depression and fear right now. Once again, thank you for the words of comfort, talking to people who knew my mum is quite tough, talking to people who have neutral feelings or that my nom did not know does help since i don't project what she felt about them which limitates my current highly charged emotionnal side.

Taking a break from calling family and friends, to give you an idea how impersonal the staff was, while my sister and i were there during last night's events, when we got home we both had a message on a recording machine telling us to call the hospital. They never realised that the relatives to be called in case of emergency were already there.

Thanks for the kind words guys, slept a few hours still in the process of writing to people who did not know her but who know me a bit to ease up the pain. Will have to start pretty soon calling , those who knew her, surviving sisters and a few in laws plus those who kept in touch over the years, it will probably be the hardest part, never was much of a bad news kind of guy, at least not those kind of bad news at least.

It's 3 am where i live and i need some kind of release and since i don't want to bother anyone at this time, i'll use this board as a bit of a catharsis if you don't mind Don't know if you noticed or not but i have not been really active the last few weeks. Had a lot on my mind and was busy in a way that did not allow me to communicate with the fine folks that do take part in this board. So here's my rant. My mother got sick and had to put her in the hospital as she was weakening, not feeding herself proprely as she'd rather stay in bed and sleeping. At first, the sejour did her good, her shape was better and although she was restless to get back home, for whatever reasons she still had to remain in the custody of the hospital. Thursday night when i left she was still in a mighty spirit as i left her clothes and stuff she wanted to have with her at the hospital. Today, she asked me to bring her a newspaper as she does not have a telly in her room, she was left out of the blue regarding the goings on of whatever she had an interest for, she also mentionned she had a terrible night having pains below her chest. The staff seemed to treat it as some kind of stomach ache. Finally when the doctor came to do some more exam and saw a few results they figured out that she was having an infarctus, they gave her morphine to appease the pain plus other medications, at first it worked well. She mentionned the pain was not as strong as it was and she was relaxing, smiling to her granddaughter. The doctor informed her that she was about to get transfered to another hospital to get treatment for her heart. As they were about to give her a second morphine shot, the nurse noticed that her blood pressure suddenly lowered to an alarming level. She complained about being too hot, opened up the window and rubbed her face with a wet washcloth.Things started to activate around her as they scrambled around and my sister and i had to figure out how we would manage to get her stuff to the new place and figure out a way to stay in touch as she was going to drive her daughter home. Unfortunately it did not pan out, for starters i expected to join my mother in the ambulance as she would be carried away, for whatever reason they did not allow it, so i had to go with my sister in the car, as things were not bad enough, the indications i received from the doctor to get to the other hospital weren't clear and with both of us getting frantic as the evening was progressing in ways we feared, we got lost on our way to the hospital. Don't own a car and am quite clueless about directions in a automobile. Finally when we got there and since the night was approaching we had to scramble our way to find the emergency entrance which was the only one working. At the emergency room , they told us that she was in a section called Hemadynamics, that we had to wait in another room where people would be waiting for us, they gave us the instructions how to get there, as we were more and more panicking, we could not figure out where the heck we were supposed to go. We walked our way into desert halls and passages of the hospital roaming around clueless. And since she was not registered yet, asking people on the switchbard was useless. Finally found the room we were supposed to wait in but there was no one to welcome us. With the help of the secutity guard , he informed us that we had to use the phone to let the people in charge know we were there. After a long wait in that room, we were asked to come upstairs in a small room where we would hear the inevitable bad news from the surgeon that she had many arteries blocked , that he was able to clean a few of them but her heart finally gave out. Then, i saw and heard my sister and her kid cry in a despairing sound i hope i never live to see and hear again. We were met by the staff for a few technicalities. Made sure that my sis' was in shape to drive home, she's my neighbour, elected to walk home, about a 40 minute walk in a somewhat fresh Montreal night. As i'm writing this to you i'm still numbed by the whole experience, so i'll end with a few random comments. Hospital wise the thing that bugged me the most was the lack of communication between the staff and i, many times they left me stranded when they did some exams on my mom, never bothering to tell me i could come back at her side. Prior to the fatal day, they never bothered explained to me why they still kept her in the hospital, it was pretty tough to try to reassure her as i was talking through my ass most of the time, not knowing what was going on. Her passing leaves a terrible and huge hole in my life, she was more than a mother to me she was also my best friend, gotta say i'm crying for the first time tonight as i'm writing this, she was a very admirable women that i could confide in her with complete trust. Call me a mamma's boy but you'd be proud of being called that way if you had this mamma As most women of her generation she had minimal instruction, did a few stints in a few shops as a youngster before meeting the men who would become my father, became your typical housewife, had a two kids, took care of the house and her ailing mother while the husband would carry the bacon home. Then, suddenly disaster struck my father suddenly died, leaving a 52 year old widow with a clueless 18 year old kid who knew nothing except studying and a older daughter getting started in an horrible relationship. The women who never paid a bill and rent or made the groceries or took care of a house, in terms of renovations such as plumbing, painting and such stuff and became a street smart independent do it yourself women, the lady who never got interested in politics started to pay attention, voting, watching public affairs tv shows. To make ends meet , she did some babysittlng, also subrented a few rooms in the house. As the years passed by even if she slowed down quite a bit, her memory waning and her physical assets diminishing she was still kicking ass despite chain smoking an at least two packs a day habit. Although she was not much for sentimental babble, still a bit sad not having the chance to say those things to her, but i suppose it was part of the unsaid but nonetheless understood deal i had with her I apologise for the probably numerous spelling mistakes don't know if any of it make sense but i gotta say it does me good writing this stuff down, thank you and good night.

They should have asked him if as an encore he sings Angelina

Holly shit, quite an evening, might add i am a bit jealous

Saw him live a few days, he has calmed down a bit, but he is still a quite exciting and enthralling musician

The Marc Dorcel thread

Saw Emile Parisien quartet quite a great show, check them out a bit on the left side of jazz.

That is why i wrote Stockhausen and any stuff instead of Stockhausen and any other stuff, Stockhausen is relatively well known,although not sure what kind of answers you'd get if you did a vox populi about him at your nearest street corner. I just was too lazy to find an example of "cool "stuff that is really marginal,.

Well, she's a bit mainstream à la Norah Jones, so if you're a purist or a bit snobbish, it does not sound cool like saying you enjoy Stockhausen or any stuff that about 30 people in the people in thew whole world are aware of.

We already had a thread on her, if you want opinions shill and spam free http://www.organissimo.org/forum/index.php...7&hl=gardot

Just saw Odeon's Ted Nash, quite a fun show, a drummer, an accordeonist, a tuba/trombone player , a violonist and Nash on horns. Quite eclectic as a gig, a few tangos, a Monk coverwithe the drummer the tubas player and Nash, a Very good Debussy and even a pop tune like Tico Tico. Gotta say that the violonist Nathalie Bonin has other talents besides her musical skills :blush2:

Saw Omar Sosa with his quartet last night, quite a satisfying show, he's less bombastic than he used to be but developped a nice maturity with his music while remaining a showstopper.

The Dears Arcade Fire Plants and Animals Fine Montreal bands.

The Hunk thread

undoubtedly, its Ginger. For once, we agree!! I'll do a Clementine on you and say that neither it's Gina :blush2:

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