Old Dog

I believe that we all have this dream of finding that perfect soul mate, that person who completes us. But as it has been so eloquently put "As for your beloved, she didn't understand you. The truth is, you never understood yourself." - the person you are and the person you are bound to become may not necessarily be the person that can love or be loved by the person your soul mate becomes. Love has so many variables. Passion, belief, comfort, accommodation, respect, compassion, perseverance, devotion, trust... the list goes on and on. You never know which one is most important to you until it is altered or eliminated. We idealize. We compartmentalize. We rationalize. We do everything we can to capture that elusive thing called love. Love is capricious... it will never conform to expectation. Love is rapacious... it takes your entire being by force. I embrace it... cautiously. I know the absolute euphoria of love; it intoxicates and overwhelms. I also know the absolute desolation of love lost; it tears at the fibres of your soul, it rends your heart into a million pieces. That, to me, is love.

I had Annessa on my laptop last Friday at the Playmate. There's a laptop recommendation that can't fail. Ohhhhhh... you mean computers. Had an HP, it got hot and connections loosened (there was a lot of jiggling to keep cables and cords connected!) after a few months. Had a Gateway, it is best used as a paperweight or as a psychological tool to test your patience and perseverance. I haven't found a good one for me yet... but these are two that I would not strongly endorse.

Is it still saved on the old laptop?

my big tv???? That's a whole lotta naughty....

You rushed home for some beaver... and this is what ya got:

heheheheheheheheh... you haven't always been blonde though... I may end up giving you a TV or a car.

5 more great excuses!!!!! 1. You heard that Tony Dow and Jerry Mathers were scheduled to be at the resort and you didn't want to have to choose between "beavers." (you gotta be old to get that reference!) 2. You would like to take her, but if you did, those poor orphans who were attacked by ummmm, monkeys.... monkeys infected with RAGE wouldn't have a seat. 3. You are destined to return the ring to Mordor... and can't be accompanied by girls. If she knows a couple of hobbits, that would help. 4. She can come if she wants, but you are warning her - you'll be whistling the first part of the Andy Griffith Show theme for seven straight days. 5. New rule on the island, girls aren't allowed to poop. Seven days is a long time to hold it.

wow... these are mine!!!

The lyrics? "Corn on... the cob! ...corn on...the kabob! ..corn of...Canada....you try....tuna...total...cereal ...come from a..milk cow..total....teacup....fagot.­.total cereal...total comes from...cyborg Jesus ,total comes from...total!!..Dracula!!!...t­otal!!!!!...milk cow fun!!!!!!" I wish I had written it.

My dad actually taught one of those kids in the front... I think they are like 70 now.

Ummm... well... we do live close enough that I could, and I do think that the tartan shoes might just be close enough to the clan colours that I could get away with it.... I was only wondering if I could borrow them....

That was BRILLIANT!!! Of course, during the actual battle scene was fought with these....

In my life blondes have had more fun.... every blonde I have dated or married has cost me a fortune to maintain and in the case of one, divorce.

oh how ads have changed....

One of the best things that ever happened to me was CERB. Since joining I can honestly say that my circle of friends has expanded exponentially... and the majority of these friends are either sex workers, hobbyists or their extended trusted confidants. I have grown to love these friends... and you know who you are... they have opened my eyes. My attitude has certainly changed and in turn, I have had countless frank conversations with friends and family. My mom is 80. The last time I was down visiting, we had a great conversation... one that included her saying that she doesn't understand all the "fuss." Her words? "Why does everyone try to hide the fact that people do it. It should be legal and safe." Now this is a woman that saw this: - when she was a teenager. If a small town girl who went to a bible thumpin' Presbyterian church most of her life can see the light, then there is hope. She does have a rebel streak in her....

10 great reasons why you can't take your wife to the Caribbean: 10. Lesbian vampire cult. The island breeds 'em. 9. Zombies... no... Nazi Zombies.... no... Mormon Nazi Zombies. They sing Eidelweiss like the Osmonds and then they eat your brains. You got the last set of earplugs, and the last zombie proof helmet... in the world. 8. It's the Caribbean yeast harvest that week. Can't be too careful. 7. It's Rebecca Black week at the resort. Since she only has two songs, half the trip she will be subjected to "Friday." You love her too much to let her endure that; you will face it alone. 6. You are sharing a room with Bob, the mouth breather. 5. The government has asked you to go alone. That's all you can say. 4. The resort you are booked at only serves all the food that she hates. 3. It's shark week and she will be on her period. 2. That thing she is most afraid of??? The island is crawling with em. and the number one reason you can't take the SO.... 1. You learned that you were adopted. It turns out that your father is none other than Fidel Castro himself. His dying wish is to see his son before he dies. You have been corresponding with his little brother Ramon, and Ramon tells you that your SO looks exactly like their mother. If your SO came with you, Fidel would die and it might be the impetus for a US led invasion - the world would take sides and in the end, it would be the start of World War 3. Catastrophe. Nuclear missiles flying like mosquitoes. People dying on the streets... and it all would be your SO's fault for insisting on tagging along. We can't have that can we???

She did... but I use Nair on the palms now so no one knows!!!

....getting ready to duck.....

When you can even remember fleeting shows like: Where's Huddles? Frankenstein Jr. Dodo the Kid from Outer Space and Professor Kitzel

Jeebus, I knew there was a thread.... I am getting old and BLIND!

I wish I could find the link hun... I think it's September 29th... I will PM when I find it!

Congrats Kyra... you have always made me smile!

Thanks all. It has been sitting on the back burner for a couple of weeks and I just thought it would be a tribute to the man on what would have been his birthday. I often sit back and marvel at what the man saw in his life... and I think one of the most amazing things that I discovered after his death is that during the second world war he had farm hands - German POWs. My mom tells us that he received letters for years from those men thanking him for his kindness. At his funeral, there were more smiles than tears. We all had lost the best friend we could have ever had, but I think each of us was more thankful that we knew him and 15 years later, he is still in our thoughts.