TPM management, I ask you.  What was the thought process behind giving posters the "ability" to disable comments?  It would seem to be contradictory to the very premise of TPMCafe.  There are currently two posters (perhaps more?) who by utilizing the option are incurring the wrath of most others on this site.  New posts being written to respond to a post with comments disabled, then another post by the original poster to ... you get the idea.

It appears to be a hornet's nest being occasionally hit with a stick.  What's the point?

Hi there, come on in.  Good day?  Me, too - I did very little and luxuriated in my laziness.  I've spent the last few hours snuggled on the couch with a pillow and a glass (or two) of Zin.  Lights low, listening to sweet memories through the medium of music.  My muse.  Thanks for letting yourself in, help yourself to whatever you'd like to drink.  I'm too enchanted with the mellow sounds of the night to move.

I said I might try this, so let's do it.  I'm feeling quiet ... talk to each other.  If you're willing to pull up a pillow and join in my intimate evening, talk to me. 

Hi there, come on in.  Good to see you, too.  Here, let me take your jacket ... it is, isn't it?  Did you notice the full Moon a night or so back?  Missing just a sliver now, but still breathtaking.  Find a seat on the sofa, I'll get us both a glass and see you in a minute.

I've not been here as often as I once was.  If you've stopped by only to find all the lights out I'm sorry.  Thanks so much for dropping by again when you've seen them lit.  Why the inconsistancy?  Sometimes I think I'm boring you, and wasting your time much better spent elsewhere.  Taking up space that is not mine to occupy.  Sometimes I just don't know what to say.  Guess we all have those days, once in awhile.  Awfully hard to turn on the lights, invite folks inside and then say, "Hi there, come on in.  Now talk to each other".  Although I'll admit that I've considered it.  I wonder what would happen?

I've said far too many times that my little posts probably don't belong on TPM.  You've all been so kind in welcoming me even when you haven't had the slightest idea why.  That makes me laugh.  Thanks ever so much.  

Where did I put our wine?  

Hi there, come on in.  It's late, are you off tomorrow for Veteran's Day?  Good, good.  As it should be.  Nope.  I'm on evening duty, but that's okay.  Nature of the beast and all of that good stuff.  Grab a seat after you choose some music.  Oh!  Thanks for asking - I'm much better this evening.  I'll get your drink and be right back.

Think I'll just sneak outside for a moment and admire the stars.  Such majestic beauty, a soft blanket to cover us all ... comfort us.  So many men and women lost.  So many still fighting.  So many who will never be the same.  I hope the families and the warriors whose lives have been frozen can somehow feel the warmth of the quilt created by twinkling stars.  Hope, indeed.  There must be better days ahead, for they can not get much worse.

I'll step out earlier tomorrow night, so I can wish on the first star I see appear.  For peace.  

Hi there, come on in.  My, you look more relaxed than I've seen you in a very long time.  Good for you.  Sundays are good for that, aren't they?  There's a chill in the air tonight so let's not linger in the doorway.  Find a seat on the sofa and let me get you something to drink.  A glass of wine?  Of course.  I need one myself ... I've been thinking about something, maybe some of your relaxation vibe will wear off on me.  No, no, I'm fine!  I'll tell you about it in a minute, save me a seat beside you.

Sensitivity.  Sometimes it's our skin - our nerve endings.  Sometimes it's an allergic reaction to outside stimuli, ingested or otherwise.  We twitch, swell, break out in a rash or worse.  We have no control over our body's reaction.  But sometimes?  It's not about our body at all. 

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