tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post8086498520187864938..comments2024-03-28T07:22:21.072-04:00Comments on The Adventures of Travel Penguin: I used to think Travelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07787024407420088973noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-18898226221190676842016-08-25T23:38:00.101-04:002016-08-25T23:38:00.101-04:00I apologize I have not gotten to this sooner.
I en...I apologize I have not gotten to this sooner.<br />I enjoy reading you entries. Ur-spohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04237644452200889946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-25497263138668119722016-08-22T16:21:29.789-04:002016-08-22T16:21:29.789-04:00you are a MARVELOUS human being, JP; NEVER forget ...you are a MARVELOUS human being, JP; NEVER forget that! :)<br />anne marie in phillyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11765140782182605141noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-19993493667168271982016-08-22T08:06:39.486-04:002016-08-22T08:06:39.486-04:00David,
Fabulous list! Number 2 is of particular i...David,<br />Fabulous list! Number 2 is of particular interest to me. I used to have a friend (now departed) who thought the same thing, to be happy he had to be thin. We were best friends, same height but he was always heavy. At one point in his life he almost starved himself to death (the Atkins Diet) to get as thin as me (he told me). Guess what? He was miserable. He got thin all right but he didn't look right because his body shape was different from mine. He found out that the magic elixir of happiness didn't happen just because he got thin. He went began eating again and went back to his regular weight and looked his normal self, which was fine. He was just a big guy, not obese. And he found great happiness because he had a good soul. Every one liked him for his personality, not his weight. <br />Great list David!<br />RonRonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11161930319264523497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-20476804518175438882016-08-22T07:51:47.730-04:002016-08-22T07:51:47.730-04:00Your number 7 had me spitting out my morning coffe...Your number 7 had me spitting out my morning coffee!Bobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15302478126147924237noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-35049534851834028792016-08-22T04:29:04.254-04:002016-08-22T04:29:04.254-04:00I particularly like your 10. I have an 11. of my o...I particularly like your 10. I have an 11. of my own. When I was growing up gay I used to think I was a freak. I don't any more.<br />JPAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-89395508495838232542016-08-22T00:10:37.219-04:002016-08-22T00:10:37.219-04:00It's amazing how our mode of thinking changes ...It's amazing how our mode of thinking changes as we get older (not that we're old, of course...). Experience puts things in a new perspective.Jonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02619128793632680659noreply@blogger.com