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Well, from the Boxer to Rocky (Great movie) and then on to Rocky 2 or 3 (not so great movies) or whatever it was the only thing good about that movie. Surivor The Eye of the Tiger

Today I'm on business in the US... and not in Nevada so my poor little guy is without any legal companionship so hes.... Lost in America

"I would somehow do damage control and make sure she believes it was the gay bar you were talking about... Probably will bring you a headache in the future if you leave it at the harmonica....( that is too funny she had to google it)" I just don't plan to bring the topic up; she only mentioned it indirectly once. "if I told her she'd be ok with it and would keep it to herself. It sure would be a load off to share that secret with someone in my "real life" though. I dunno if I'll ever be able to do it. You're lucky! " Thanks, I cherrish every friend I have and I feel fortunate to know her. I hope it doesn't "trainwreck" but who knows.

Sometimes I wonder whether the world is being run by smart people who are putting us on or by imbeciles who really mean it - M.Twain

Yeah thanks. Very lucky. I'm trying not to make the same mistakes I usually make with female friends... so I've decided to invent a whole new list of mistakes instead. Ha ha.

ok Up in the air -- cause its always up and I travel a lot.

ok, well staying with flying... I give you Jefferson Airplane and Somebody to Love

I alternate between stretching in the air and rolling it out, I find that works well. No time to make my own dough, but the dough at the superstore was really good.

I picked up 2 packs of pizza dough at Loblaws superstore -- I haven't tried that brand of dough before, but it was very good. Making the dough is one thing that I gave up on a few years ago. I found it too hit and miss and made pizza just a bit too much work.

I just had the best pizza I've ever eaten... I cooked it myself including garden fresh basil, oregano, and chives, topped with sausage, musrooms, antchovies, and garden fresh yellow zuchinis..... and enjoyed it with a fine bottle of Cabernet Merlot from Reif estates and I'm right now in heaven.

Welllllll how much stranger can you get than a vampire on bourbon street.

Well, if you got to go to Folsom prison for your crimes, you might as well listen to the railway whistle blowing. Not much else to do.

Ok, this must be the most famous song about a Lady engaged in the provision of "services" to men. From the Opera Carmen. Its never actually clear in the opera if she is a prostitute. In fact she offers herself for free apparently. She appears to take on the role more of as a mistress than a prostitute and relationships last up, but no more, then 6 months according to Escamillo. But I did find this analysis of the story. "Carmen makes connotations throughout the opera stating that she's not really interested in getting paid for sex; although Carmen is a prostitute, this is her ongoing theme throughout the opera. She's interested in making love, only for its sexual sake, and not for the sake of getting paid." From http://voices.yahoo.com/the-opera-carmen-womens-rights-2487398.html But you can never trust anything you read on the internet. Anyway, she is very choosy about who her next lover will be... She only takes on clients she likes. But makes a bad choice with Don Jose, a french soldier, because the silly man screws up his profession by letting her escape from jail and falls in love with her. Worse still, he doesn't want to share her with the other men that admire her like the Toreador Escamilio. In this scene Escamilo offers to pay for her, but Don Jose says the price is a dagger so they fight for her.

The producers (I have 4 kids)

Not trying to be too much of a cynic today (though I do enjoy being a cynic, just not today), but one of the illusions of change in society is brought on by the greater longevity that people enjoy today. While it might seem that in the past people stayed together longer, if you take into account the much much much higher death rates and shorter life span, yeah its true til death do we part was a lot easier when the life expectancy was only 40 years. Not only that, people in their 50s and 60s today are much healthier than they were 100 years ago and more apt to be able to screw around than in the past (thanks in part to viagra).

"What if a person were blind or otherwise impaired? Would a disability deny a person a true sense or vision of sex?" Well I believe like in anything, the other senses compensate. In addition to sight, there are several other senses including smell, pressure, heat, cold, taste (salt, sugar, sour & bitter), sound, motion, and balance and they all play a role in the sexual experience.

And along that same theme of the gambler, "Now Leroy he a gambler And he like his fancy clothes And he like to wear his diamond rings On everybodys nose He got a custom Continental He got an Eldorado too He got a 32 gun in his pocket for fun He got a razor in his shoe"

Easy Money (for somebody else)

oooohhhhhh this could go in two ways, do I pursue the size component and paste in something "Big" or the game and paste in something about gambling? HUMMMMMMMM. Ok, here we go Luck be a lady tonight with the added bonus of Marlon Brando (a very BIG star) was the singer. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xVlQXvrWC_A

Yep, life sure is short. I don't regret telling her. Still laughing about it.

from carnivorous plants to invasive plants with poisonous tendencies, and back to Genesis, but this time the real Genesis with Gabriel. Genesis -- The return of the Giant Hogweed.

"Play the Harmonica for her next time you see her!" LOL. Actually I brought a harmonica in the next week and played it to her. Otherwise, the topic hasn't come up. Thanks for the advice, but some of you guys worry too much. I could explain why I'm not worried about a train wreck but it would take several pages and reveal too much. But life is interesting.

This is a story about a rather funny situation I got myself in recently. I know this woman from my commute to work - we see each other maybe a couple times a week. We also sometimes exchange emails -- mostly jokes and humorous/cynical observations about life. We've been friends over 6 years. But other than the commute and occasional email have no other social contact -- we don't even know each others phone numbers. She knows I'm married with teenage and adult kids. Ok, I confess think shes really cute, but based on our interaction I don't actually expect it to progress into a relationship or an affair; too much hassle anyway. A couple weeks ago, it was a Friday and the day was a bit slow so we exchanged a number of emails. I told her about the stress and success I had experienced at work that week. She told me she knew it would all work out well for me cause she was somewhat psychic and could tell the future. I think her boss was out of town that day, but these were short messages -- not really a lot of time wasted on email. Anyway, she had earlier asked me if I would be on the train heading home that night. I told her that I going out after work to enjoy some meaningless distraction and wished her a good weekend. So she asked me that kind of meaningless distraction I was planning on. I probably should have said I was going drinking, but just said, "probably best not to talk about it. Part of my dark side." So she starts guessing. Her first guess was a gay bar. That had me nearly fall out of my chair in laughter, especially considering that just that very morning she had told me that she considers herself to be somewhat "psychic". After three guesses I told her "its involves a hotel, a lovely brunette, and a lot of cash". So her response was "Good for you, keeping those ladies employed" and then said but "I think your pulling my leg". So I wrote back, "you misunderstand, she teaching me how to play the harmonica" But then, I guess I sort of regretted the disclosure so I sent her a number other jokes about my evening plans, including telling her that she was psychic cause her first guess about the gay bar was right all along. Later that night she wrote to me that she had figured out what I meant by Harmonica lessons - a blow job. Said she had googled it. I found it especially funny that she had to google it. Anyway we're still friends. And shes actually the only friend that I've ever disclosed my hobby too. The whole situation was just so funny I think it did more to releave my stress than the lovely brunette (though she was great too). So heres my question. If you were in similar situation and had a friend guessing about what you were doing where you were confident that the disclose wouldn't come back to haunt you, would you tell her, or what excuse would you come up with. But I'm not looking for advice [at all] so make it funny.

My significant other type relationship sucks right now... and never, never in a good way.

Honestly, can we get back to touching... I have the touch... Peter Gabriel I saw him in Concert in 1983, fantastic concert. Pull my chin, stroke my hair, scratch my nose, hug my knees Try drink, food, cigarette, tension will not ease I tap my fingers, fold my arms, breathe in deep, cross my legs Shrug my shoulders, stretch my back - but nothing seems To please I need contact I need contact Nothing seems to please I need contact