Tuesday, January 12, 2010
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Peter Kemp
Take a look at the following images. Be sure to look at all four and then comment on this photographer's imagery.
Source of photos. Many other great ones to view.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
A Bit Off the Wall Vintage
Yes. Yes. I am the puppet master.
Oh my god! Viking porn!
If I wear a funny hat they will not notice my girdle.
The backside of China-US detente.
Dinosaur porn is almost a good as Viking porn!
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Saturday, January 2, 2010
It has been an interesting year...
It has been an interesting year.
No new lovers. In fact no lovers at all. Zero. Zilch. Nada. Fuck all. Oh well, not that I have been in the most economically positive place to have a lover but all the same virtually no activity on the romance front. I think Internet dating sites are dead. Lava is filled with the same women constantly looking (like me), Collarme has so many fake profiles on it from Birmingham, Canada and other improbable cities in Canada that one has no idea which profiles are real and which are fake. Correction. The hot ones are fake.
Work is OK. I am in a Zen place now. I get paid (poorly) but people love me at work and I am taking on new responsibilities and there may be new opportunities in the new year to leverage off. How '90s does that sounds. Anyone want to shout out SYNERGY for me?
I have sold my house (sob) but will be able to pay off debts and be liquid for several years. A nice place to be. I am contemplating a vacation. Maybe even a long one. I was speaking to my parents about a Los Angeles to Vancouver BC run in a car and then my Father suggested driving to L.A. and then up the coast to Vancouver to visit my sister and then home. Yes. That may be something I will do. I want to see vineyards and smell grapes and get very drunk on wine. Only really drunk once during the trip as at my age I do not recover near as fast as I did when I was younger.
I really do miss the freedom of a road adventure. I have been a 9 to 5 droll drone for too long fitting into the corporate mould (I mean mould) wearing the white shirt and black tie and saying all the blah blah crap to satisfy SOP. Fuck this. I want to be on the road hearing the thrum of my tires as they eat up miles and see things. A canyon. A death. Something more than my lower-middle class safe existence I experience now.
Oh, and I quit smoking at 9:51 PM EST on the 31st of December so if I am a bit snippy. Understand or fuck off.
No new lovers. In fact no lovers at all. Zero. Zilch. Nada. Fuck all. Oh well, not that I have been in the most economically positive place to have a lover but all the same virtually no activity on the romance front. I think Internet dating sites are dead. Lava is filled with the same women constantly looking (like me), Collarme has so many fake profiles on it from Birmingham, Canada and other improbable cities in Canada that one has no idea which profiles are real and which are fake. Correction. The hot ones are fake.
Work is OK. I am in a Zen place now. I get paid (poorly) but people love me at work and I am taking on new responsibilities and there may be new opportunities in the new year to leverage off. How '90s does that sounds. Anyone want to shout out SYNERGY for me?
I have sold my house (sob) but will be able to pay off debts and be liquid for several years. A nice place to be. I am contemplating a vacation. Maybe even a long one. I was speaking to my parents about a Los Angeles to Vancouver BC run in a car and then my Father suggested driving to L.A. and then up the coast to Vancouver to visit my sister and then home. Yes. That may be something I will do. I want to see vineyards and smell grapes and get very drunk on wine. Only really drunk once during the trip as at my age I do not recover near as fast as I did when I was younger.
I really do miss the freedom of a road adventure. I have been a 9 to 5 droll drone for too long fitting into the corporate mould (I mean mould) wearing the white shirt and black tie and saying all the blah blah crap to satisfy SOP. Fuck this. I want to be on the road hearing the thrum of my tires as they eat up miles and see things. A canyon. A death. Something more than my lower-middle class safe existence I experience now.
Oh, and I quit smoking at 9:51 PM EST on the 31st of December so if I am a bit snippy. Understand or fuck off.
Cherie Lunghi
Cherie Lunghi is probably remembered most for playing Guinevere in the 1981 movie Excalibur (one of my favourite movies of all time btw). Over here in North America we do not get to see much of her on a regular basis. A smattering of English dramas if you happen to catch them. She is almost exactly 10 years my senior and is typical of why I love older women.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
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