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What is a Fuzzball?

  • One question I hear more than any other is What's a Fuzzball??" Allow me to explain:

    A Fuzzball is a 30-year-old fallen debutante who lives in Houston, TX with a bossy dog and an even bossier parrot who she SWEARS is the reincarnation of Napoleon Bonaparte.

    A Fuzzball prefers animals to most people, because people can really suck sometimes.

    A Fuzzball loves music, ALL music ALL of the time. If she's not listening to it, then she's singing it.

    A Fuzzball has a mad love for all things British, especially their actors.

    A Fuzzball is blissfully happy in a bookstore, preferably one with good music playing in the background. If you look under a Fuzzball's bed you'll usually find an entire library of books that she has dropped there after falling asleep reading.

    Fuzzballs are usually incurable romantics, ridiculously optimistic, and bent on making the world a happier place.

    Your typical Fuzzball will probably have a completely bizarre sense of humor. Just go with it, it will take you to funny places.

    You should also be aware that Fuzzballs are giant nerds. Seriously. Science fiction, computers, the whole shebang.

    Fuzzballs are also budding photographers. They love looking at the world through a lens and finding new ways to be creative.

    Oh...and you can also look for a Fuzzball in one of the best movies ever made. ;)

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That is hard core nasty. I feel for her. And you're right, it does put past heartbreaks into perspective.


I've read these postings and didn't find what I thought was crucial to this madness. Even if Jonathan wasn't gay, what did Terry think would happen when she was 80 and he was 57, that he would still find her attractive? Why would a grown woman at 44 years of age find a young man attractive who is barely 20 years of age? To have a sexual relationship is one thing, but to think that someone of that age can neatly fit into your grown-up world and function as a loving and caring husband is another thing. Jonathan did not have the benefits or experience to deal with life as a grown-up adult at age 20. Honestly speaking, what the hell did they have to talk about? Economics? Relationships? Culture? Terry was already a middle-aged woman who thought she could beat the odds. He served her purposes well as far as media food, but when the doors closed, the charade had to end. Frankly, I think it lasted quite a lonnnnnnnnnng time. I can't understand why everyone feels so sorry for Terry when she initiated the madness. If my 20-year-old son brought home a 44-year-old woman talking about marriage, we'll have twin funerals. Terry has gotten off easily, for sure. She could be running down the highway in her negligee, for real, from sheer madness! But as we say in the Caribbean,"Easy come, easy go." Another thing to ponder, people: You can rent a Caribbean man, but I don't think you could ever buy one hook, line, and sinker, gay or straight.

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