Sorry about the kitteh delay - I was cleaning, and then we went out.
Posted on 04/02/2012 12:33:56 PM PDT by trailhkr1
Cops: Accused Prostitute Offered Undercover Officer Sex For Cheeseburgers Off McDonald's Dollar Menu
The woman, the detective reported, replied that the pair “could go have sexual intercourse if I bought her two double cheese burgers off the dollar menu at McDonald’s.” The cop added, “I agreed to the deal and purchased the hamburgers for $2.75.”
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Happy Easter, Stephen, and a successful year ahead!
Ash decided the tent could be a dog-bed on the lawn. Oops.
Egg-xactly!
: )
Going on seven years with the same name!
Dude! I’m impressed!
Bob
Oops. I meant to make that a private message.
I’m in good company. Sionnsar used to make that mistake.
I’ve had my name since 2002-10-16.
By just over a year. But what is that, between friends?
” Going on seven years with the same name!”
2000 1 FELLOW FREEPER
2001-2005 international american
2005-present stephenjohnbanker
NOT banned, or suspended......best up pretty good tho!
There. I fixed it.
(Drive-by posts were never my strong suit.)
Beat up, that is : )
Forgot your passwords, didja?
“Between fiends”
Or that.
Tom, who knows what he’s doing and is over six feet tall, was conscripted to help with the tent.
To me, it is less than the blink of an eye.
Whereas, of course, the wink of an eye has great significance.
Well, obviously you put things on the lawn for Ash to sleep on. You know how uncomfortable lying on the ground is.
: )
I think I am just over six 7 years with this name. I signed up before but I had dial-up back then and didn’t go on line much. I couldn’t remember the name. My sister told me about here. She signed up in 1999.
Frank wouldn’t go to bed in the room by himself, so I put him in Sally’s bed.
I went to bed very early yesterday, took a two hour nap and stayed where I was, reading. I finished a 404 page book. Before yesterday, I was on page 28.
What I really wanted was to go to church, but I was just too tired to even take a shower. THAT is an ugly feeling.
Anyway, I’m up today, but I have no clue how long I will remain upright.
Still, I’m here! YAY! (For now...)
*crickets*
*crickets*
*crickets*
*crickts*
*silence*
chirp.....chirp.....
*SMASH!*
(I hate criksh!ts)
OUCH!!
But not YOU, Hottie!
They drive me nutz too!
Sorry about the kitteh delay - I was cleaning, and then we went out.
I’m betting the first word out of that mouth will start with an “M”.
No apology needed for the kitteh delay. I apologize for the sense of humor blockage for the past seven weeks; things were better pre-surgery, and even better before the second surgery. I admire people who cheerfully work through pain. I, apparently, am not one of them.
I remember observing, after my auto accident in October 2009, how very tiring it was to be in pain all the time. I’m sure it affected my sense of humor!
We went to the Botanical Garden today (the one we took ‘Face to), with excellent weather, thank you Bob. They have a nice new “meadow and woodland” area, through which herded several byos and pushed the baby, who slept almost the whole afternoon.
James was having a lapse of his Scoutly virtues and kept whining that he was thirsty, hungry, tired, and weren’t we going back somewhere he could sit down? Frank, on the other hand, was full of vim and fell asleep as soon as we got in the van.
I bought a few tea-light candles and a box of cards with my fee for singing sad Spanish songs yesterday. They had some very pretty local pottery, but it would never survive the destructive occupants of our habitat.
How many of us have eyes that match our coats?
Thank you for the update! Have been attending to some legal stuff today. Hope to catch up in the AM!
Good luck. The campout was a success.
I am w/you in spirit always!
None of me are like that.
Neither I. I have one coat that’s a rather soiled camel-color, and another that’s bright red.
"Now I want you to look at the scene behind you. Get a picture of what the room directly behind you would look like to me as I look around. Then I want you to paint that image on your skin, so that when I look toward you, I see what is behind you."
"What? I don't understand."
An electric shock went through me, as if I had touched a "hot" wire.
"Pay attention! I want you to paint your skin with the colors and images behind you, so that when I look at you, you will be very close to invisible."
"I want you to practice this procedure every time I am in the same compartment with you. I want you to disappear from my sight. If you do it well, you will be rewarded. If you do it poorly, you will feel a touch of punishment. Now proceed. I can still see you, and I want you to disappear."
I looked behind me, trying to visualize what the colors and patterns would have to be on my surface as she looked toward me, and sending out what I hoped were the right thoughts to the correct areas of my skin to display the patterns.
"All right. I can see you're making an effort. To help with your training, I will let you see through my eyes. Think of me, and what I must be seeing. Look through my eyes."
I closed my eyes for a moment, and began getting an image. Soon I could see clearly exactly what Karen was seeing!
Using that information, I worked the skin-image I was portraying in her direction. Soon, I had a moderately decent illusion of transparency working for me.
Then she moved a few steps to the left! I had to recalculate everything! Feverishly, I moved the images around, adjusting for the changed perspective.
"That's not too bad, for a first effort. You'll have to learn to do it with your eyes open, of course. Keep practicing. As you manipulate the concepts, figuring the angles and generating the images, your brain will be growing in capability and developing new powers. That's what I want you to accomplish. Remember, I will be watching, and if you are lazy or inattentive, you will be disciplined."
Wouldn’t it work best if his back were toward the viewer? That way, he would be looking at the background scene, for reference, and his eyes would not be toward the viewer. Of course, his backside would be, but that could also be easier to deal with than the frontside.
That reminds me I need to get some paint for da fence.
I’ve lived with pain of one kind or another since I was 14, so that’s all I know. My daughter, however, is extremely sensitive to any kind of pain. My son is somewhere between the two of us.
Don’t apologize for trying to deal with pain and losing your sense of humor in the process. The pain will eventually go away, and make room for your humor again! I promise.
In the meantime, here is where you can whine and pewl and we well help you through it!
*hug*
‘Face
It’d be a lot more efficient if she’d just let him see through her eyes or to develop some reflective function. Did you want to retain the intimidative function? I learn better when I’m relaxed. Anxiety closes the door.
“...pooh-poohed my attempt at giving him a book on the Atkin’s Diet, saying it was “bad for his heart.” “
This stuck in my head, so I better say it. I went on Atkin’s induction, and an erudite friend of my was horrified. At a later time, I presented her w/documentation of my vastly improved lipid profile (heh heh heh.) No medication involved. Can you say “speechless”? *giggle*
Additionally, since punctuation is highly overrated, I’m no longer concerned w/it. :)
“cast-iron S.O.B.”
Would you consider being a stainless steel S.O.B.? At least you wouldn’t have to be seasoned so you don’t rust.
Please excuse my ignorance. What are the implications of *crickets*? Just almost-palpable silence?
Thank you for gorgeifus AM kitty!
*crickets*
It’s when no one has posted for several hours. The word may be accompanied by the statement, “I killed it!” Meaning the thread of course!
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