tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post7048227201467343129..comments2024-03-26T09:01:16.368-07:00Comments on I Hate Cheryl Strayed: Tiny Beautiful Things: The IntroductionCalifohioanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11663315815873691593noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-31617926300533340832015-07-01T20:57:20.159-07:002015-07-01T20:57:20.159-07:00What is up with the weirdest-ass title capitalizat...What is up with the weirdest-ass title capitalization/lack thereof ever?lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01550290075640463707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-11790605291431285412015-06-03T18:09:45.625-07:002015-06-03T18:09:45.625-07:00Very funny, knitlore! You know, when I thought of...Very funny, knitlore! You know, when I thought of Cheryl's backpack (which, if true, I'm certain it had rollers on it) and the butt load of books she supposedly brought with her, I was reminded of Travels with Charley, where Steinbeck filled his camper with books, and if I correctly recall (it's been decades since I read it), an entire set of encyclopedias. In the end, he didn't read one of the many tomes he brought along because of no time and if he'd had his nose in a book, he would have never had the life experiences he had while traveling with his big poodle. <br /><br />Patented bullshit from Bad Cheryl that she took along so many books with her, which would have been dumped out sometime around a quarter of an hour into her so-called "hike," if true.Gator Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14909324531357744772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-68553893302070082882015-04-02T13:01:32.729-07:002015-04-02T13:01:32.729-07:00It is only odd for normal non-lying, non-narcissis...It is only odd for normal non-lying, non-narcissistic people. Par for the course for Shitty Cheryl who named herSELF queen of the PCT. Cindi Thttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06645057719444293726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-42962241201853810712015-04-02T12:58:11.300-07:002015-04-02T12:58:11.300-07:00This^ was a perfect!This^ was a perfect!Cindi Thttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06645057719444293726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-9572050889519913702015-04-02T12:55:05.092-07:002015-04-02T12:55:05.092-07:00I do too.I do too.Cindi Thttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06645057719444293726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-36004270111881722602015-03-28T19:20:12.389-07:002015-03-28T19:20:12.389-07:00"We are here to build the house"= What i..."We are here to build the house"= What is wood? Nails, you mean I have to use a hammer? Cement? Oh, God...wood! Nails! Cement! How they remind me of my dead mother. She died you know! Oh, the wood...it comes from trees right? Those stick like things that come from the ground? And have leaves? My mother leaves me. She died. But there was this hot nurse with a flaccid penis that I wanted to stroke and suck until it became like wood. Nails! Nails are so hard to hammer. And nails remind me of my nails, on my feet, which suffered a horrible fate and pain that no one has ever felt. Cement! Huh, I wonder if it tastes like my mother. Who died. I told you she died right? And how I cried and I cried and I cried?<br /><br />"Nobody will protect you from your suffering"= Except for my brother. Who was devastated by our mothers loss. I don't know why he was devastated. I mean yeah he was her mom but she was my mom all mine!! And I'm the most important person ever. Like, ever. Yeah, I neglected my horse, but don't you know my mother died? I was fuckin' people, cheatin' on my husband and buyin' a ton of vital gifts for myself. How was I supposed. To be expected to do something like check on the health of my horse? I mean, no one will protect you from your suffering and that includes animals. I know what a horse is! Horse. Horse. Horse! Anyway, even though I had a lot of money I had to buy stuff for myself! That horse, I mean he could have lived if I called a vet but that would mean less stuff for myself. And remember what I said about suffering? The horse should have protected itself from suffering! Expecting to be fed and cared for. Stupid horse. I <b>had</b> to protect myself from my own suffering, like gawd I can't live without lemonaid snapple! So horse-shmorse. My stupid brother dared to think he knows what it's like to lose our mother. I mean, all that crying! And the ugly table I didn't want, until I saw that he changed the table! How dare he take that table even though I said he could. So, ya know...no protection from suffering. Right? Yeah, so I forced my brother to kill the horse and shoot it a bunch of times. And the stupid horse wouldn't die! I corced my brother to shoot it a bunch of times because all that noise. Ugh! He really didn't want to shoot it and he was scared but I don't care. My mom died. Mine! She's my mom! And i don't care if she was his mom...because she was MINE! Remember suffering? So no one can protect you from suffering <i>but</i>you can make them suffer. And then complain about how their suffering is really your suffering! Win Win situation! More lemonade and chocolate for me! <br /><br />"Be brave enough to break your own heart"=Read my books!<br /><br />"The only way out of a hole is to climb out" = Water is wet.<br />Emalinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14731870325775151485noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-29073782796923389062015-03-28T19:05:26.078-07:002015-03-28T19:05:26.078-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Emalinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14731870325775151485noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-16174338930095729122015-03-28T12:32:32.465-07:002015-03-28T12:32:32.465-07:00I love everything about this.I love everything about this.Califohioanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663315815873691593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-63268412923719542722015-03-28T09:17:32.101-07:002015-03-28T09:17:32.101-07:00Long time reader, first time commenter.
A) I love...Long time reader, first time commenter. <br />A) I love you to bits. Sometimes at night, my partner thinks I am crying in bed because I am laughing so hard. You know, the silent laugh that makes the whole bed shake. And he's all "Jackie, are you reading that blog about Cheryl Strayed again?" And I'm all, "you mean the blog about the liar?" And he's all "whatever makes you feel not alone and lonely in this world." And then I'm all "These are my people."<br />B) Steinbeck. I heart him hardcore. And I often wonder what Steinbeck would say if he were face to face with Bad Cheryl. I literally try to imagine the scene. I suppose he would laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and throw in a 'thou mayest.' And then Steinbeck would be all 'Cheryl, please stop humping Charlie. He doesn't like you that way. Now please, remove yourself from my dog." <br />C) As a mental health professional, I have serious concerns about your newest Cheryl Strayed endeavor. Please, if at any time you feel the need to punch, shoot, or otherwise injure yourself, know that I am here for you. True, I do not have the life experience of Cheryl, and though my knowledge is based solely on a masters degree from the lame University of Chicago (which is basically just like getting a certificate of completion from an adult learning course ), I can at least dial the suicide prevention hotline for you. <br />D) I am really hoping there is more discussion of the pudendum and Cheryl touching her numerous pudenda. <br />xoxo<br />www.knitlore.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08694933906248079297noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-70025633934089042362015-03-28T09:14:58.098-07:002015-03-28T09:14:58.098-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.www.knitlore.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08694933906248079297noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-77828140053486488882015-03-28T07:31:43.804-07:002015-03-28T07:31:43.804-07:00Quite the contrary! Your comments about the Brail...Quite the contrary! Your comments about the Braille keyboard caused me to laugh and laugh and laugh. So much that I had no laughter left in me. Tara dShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18092583748244884493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-67230424410422494862015-03-27T17:26:35.942-07:002015-03-27T17:26:35.942-07:00"Believe that the fairy tale is true..."..."Believe that the fairy tale is true..." There, she just confessed.MaryHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14961111433531196915noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-38176055766694553712015-03-27T17:14:29.358-07:002015-03-27T17:14:29.358-07:00Also, I'm pretty sure the "overwrought bu...Also, I'm pretty sure the "overwrought bullshit" comment was from me.<br /><br />Thank you so much, truly. You don't-- you really don't-- know how much it means to me that I've been able to make you laugh. Doing so is pretty much the best thing ever, and you warm my heart. Thank you for letting me make you laugh.Califohioanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663315815873691593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-33630047681626757472015-03-27T17:10:29.222-07:002015-03-27T17:10:29.222-07:00OMFG, "RABID."
EVERYONE, PLEASE READ TH...OMFG, "RABID."<br /><br />EVERYONE, PLEASE READ THIS. It is fucking brilliant.Califohioanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663315815873691593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-41837426696270768372015-03-27T14:38:35.496-07:002015-03-27T14:38:35.496-07:00Hi ! Take all the time you need to review "T...Hi ! Take all the time you need to review "Tiny Beautiful Things". I'm sure we all understand. I haven't read it, but I think that I could only get through a few pages of that "overwrought bullshit" ( as someone here called it) at a time. <br /><br />On another note: I am amazed that C.S. has managed to bamboozle so many book reviewers into thinking that she's a great writer just because she uses all those melodramatic phrases and sentences. "Allow yourself to be gutted." Oh, pfft. Reviewers praise her syntax as "brutally honest and heartfelt.". It reminds me of that children's fairy tale, "The Emperor's New Clothes." The emperor ( in this case, Strayed, isn't actually wearing any clothes). She's NOT a great writer, even though reviewers think so. <br /><br />I'm new here, and this may have been mentioned before, but there's a parody of "Wild" that's on Kindle now. It's titled: "Rabid: The Pacific Crest Trail When Therapy Isn't Working", and it has the same font and an old shoe on the cover. <br />I like good satires, and some of the readers are giving it 5 stars. <br /><br />I'm here because I don't like it when dishonest writers promote scams and connive book reviewers and filmmakers into portraying them as gods. I'm so glad that you're working to debunk this scam. <br />CalifOhioan, you're a very funny writer, and I enjoy your blog ! Best, from D. <br /><br />dharveyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18191695144050309751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-12192885867714833972015-03-27T13:19:22.517-07:002015-03-27T13:19:22.517-07:00"...just take a giant handful of mom dust and..."...just take a giant handful of mom dust and re-try the 'Cinnamon Challenge.'"<br /><br />I fucking love you.Califohioanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663315815873691593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-88153520336050935432015-03-27T12:54:35.345-07:002015-03-27T12:54:35.345-07:00"That's comforting"...hahahahaha :)"That's comforting"...hahahahaha :) <br />Cindi Thttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06645057719444293726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-65925989743119032092015-03-27T12:54:06.659-07:002015-03-27T12:54:06.659-07:00Interesting that you chose Steinbeck...I just star...Interesting that you chose Steinbeck...I just started re-reading "The Red Pony" last night. He is so opposite Bad Cheryl...the way he writes so beautifully about the human condition, animals and our planet. He cares about others, unlike our ultimate narcissist. Those self-quotes on the first pages are just stupid. What an ass :/Cindi Thttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06645057719444293726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-66104534004047112022015-03-27T09:27:13.406-07:002015-03-27T09:27:13.406-07:00I disappointed and upset you?? Damn, dude. I'm...I disappointed and upset you?? Damn, dude. I'm sorry :(Alisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08988362711344666377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-40686998913093097822015-03-27T07:18:47.347-07:002015-03-27T07:18:47.347-07:00Heh... that actually IS really odd for anyone to n...Heh... that actually IS really odd for anyone to not "name drop" their biggest life experiences for the sake of stroking their own egos - especially for a shameless self promoter like the "Queen of the PCT". ;-)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04601233369589015476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-52910814809702698502015-03-27T07:15:51.267-07:002015-03-27T07:15:51.267-07:00Dear Starved,
First, set the over to 2,350 and let...Dear Starved,<br />First, set the over to 2,350 and let cook until nothing is left but ash - and a few chunks of bone for texture. Don't season to taste - just take a giant handful of mom dust and re-try the "Cinnamon Challenge". Be sure to record your culinary delight (near asphyxiation from ingesting dry mom-powder) and post on YouTube to prove that you're a complete narcissist. <br /><br />Love,<br />[Yet another nichname I made up for myself to make it sound like people like me.]Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04601233369589015476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-29673473212705916862015-03-27T04:00:52.191-07:002015-03-27T04:00:52.191-07:00Maybe we can get her to do a guest post at some po...Maybe we can get her to do a guest post at some point. Of course, that would require her to read this piece of garbage, and I don't know that I would wish that one someone I don't hate.Califohioanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663315815873691593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-22036207441677847092015-03-27T03:57:29.401-07:002015-03-27T03:57:29.401-07:00That's comforting.That's comforting.Califohioanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663315815873691593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-21212175704537980452015-03-27T03:55:56.221-07:002015-03-27T03:55:56.221-07:00Baaaaaaahahahahhahahaaaa "pop-psych advice fr...Baaaaaaahahahahhahahaaaa "pop-psych advice from the mommy-eater"<br /><br />Dear Sugar,<br />I'm gonna eat my mom for dinner; what's the best wine for this occasion?<br />Love,<br />StarvedCalifohioanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663315815873691593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333541691333550838.post-64664008041424805222015-03-27T03:53:08.063-07:002015-03-27T03:53:08.063-07:00Settle down, you. I've only reviewed the cove...Settle down, you. I've only reviewed the cover so far. We'll get to all that.<br /><br />I will say, however, that she never talks about her big life-changing hike. Ever. That's so odd, isn't it? You'd think she'd be bringing it up left and right since it was such a big deal, but then again, she never actually took that hike, so...Califohioanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663315815873691593noreply@blogger.com