Blasphemy


:sad:

how about rum and caffeine free cola? Actually, I prefer ginger ale with rum...or if they have it, ginger beer which is not an alcoholic beer, just a very super dry ginger ale...and a slice of lime. And a cheesesteak. Or a rare porterhouse. I gotta have late dinner now.

Breaking,

If the freedom
of thoughts flying
provides disruption,

LET IT BE.

I am begging you.

Seemed like the longest wait though it was only 28 years:

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...1980ticket.jpg

The last strike pitch of the last game, just before the swing:
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...008LastOut.jpg

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...ongestwait.jpg

Peter Gabriel - I Have The Touch


The time I like is the rush hour, cos I like the rush
The pushing of the people - I like it all so much
Such a mass of motion - do not know where it goes
I move with the movement and ... I have the touch

Im waiting for ignition, Im looking for a spark
Any chance collision and I light up in the dark
There you stand before me, all that fur and all that hair
Oh, do I dare ... I have the touch

Wanting contact
Im wanting contact
Im wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake those hands, shake those hands

Any social occasion, its hello, how do you do
All those introductions, I never miss my cue
So before a question, so before a doubt
My hand moves out and ... I have the touch

Wanting contact
Im wanting contact
Im wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands

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

another nice tune

....also would be appropriate in Ocm?'s "try to touch me" thread.

WHOA! We are doing the New York Voices version of that in my pop/jazz choir at school! Except I'm the only actual bass :expressionless:

Innocent mourning
& a sinful afternoon
will not sustain us.

Presence of giants
will not prevent miniatures
from their exertions.

double post?! i think not.

The rain has become harder,

and sounds like large grains of sand,
being thrown at my window.

Sandy reigns.

thank you. come again.

...as you are.

I was just now called
"That annoying naked man"
while only pantless.

Who would do such a dastardly deed? Off with their clothes!!!

as I am.

The pool was as warm as the hot tub.

My breath smells like chlorine.

May I suggest this to take care of chlorine breath?

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2.../gsymph10a.jpg http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...c/gsymph5a.jpg
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...c/gsymph9a.jpg http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...c/gsymph1a.jpg

fucking hell!!

I hope you're OK, MOAB ...that exclamation sounds not so good. Unless you mean it as an exclamation of joy?

no ... stress in my life.

Garlic keeps the vampires away,
umm...if you want to keep them away,
so I've heard.

I kinda think hot vampire sex sounds perfect right now.

There's no accounting for taste.

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...c/ksm0737l.jpg

Vampire sex sounds frightening. Nibbling is fun, though.

In this Longest Thread today since it's Veteran's Day in the U.S., Remeberance Day in Canada, other similar tributes to veterans of war in other countries...I'm throwing up this pic from the Longest Day. It was just a movie and far from the horrors of the "real thing" but, hey, it has the word "longest" in it:

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2.../9981-0001.jpg

let's have the world's longest moment of silence for everyone that died, that worked, and w/e else in the army for GOOD of our country.

The fluid belongs
elswhere or else its nowhere;
where the fuck is it?

Being a breatharian
but requiring very little air
I feel OK to write this.

Busy busy beautiful Bokononists.

Wednesday
Wed
nes
day

we dnes day

wedn esd ay

we nedd say

dday we nes

You believe!
I can do this too.
But I don't.

bunnies bumbling briskly 'bout a backyard

As Winter approaches, I long for long longjohns, longingly.

"That had to have hurt"
The bunnies bounced & betwixt,
them were SOME apples.

(wasting another)

I make some mistakes,
but I hate greedy assholes,
so I will fuck them.

I miss the verbose, wise and kind,
striped-cat-bunny-rabbit.

An intelligentleman.

*sigh*

jetee not about these days?

I love autumn
sunsets.

It's about that time for some warm Dicken's Cider.

sure.

I don't remember
what to be unbroken was:
Maybe now I can't.

I have heard that:
being at the end of your rope,
is a sacred place to be.

______________________________________________________________________

Desiderata - by max ehrmann
Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.

Take kindly to the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.

Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann c.1920

There's only one real option. Up.

I planted 22 tulip bulbs this fall.
My sister bought them for me when she had a layover in Amsterdam.

11 dark purple,
11 deep orange.
(the double type)

Winters are long here.
The tulips will poke their little spears up most likely sometime in early April.
They always do.

I have strong teeth, & I respond.

it's almost xmas time! that means: time to GIVE! give more posts to this thread or santa will hunt you down and kill you. ok?

we usually fought over milestone posts and now we're slowly moving.

post 16000 very soon!!!

a small step for The Longest Thread, a giant leap for BadNick

Tulips!!!
http://www.seattle.net/media/mTulipsMain.jpg
I told Tt today that if Ohio has no tulips, I will start planting them like mad - guerrilla gardening style.

I love tulips, I have a bunch in my yard along with crocus, daffodils and hyacinths. I plant a few each spring and I've been planting in this yard for 30 years now. But these early spring flowers seem too short-lived. Flowers are so beautiful they can make me happy to be alive. Maybe that's one reason they are used at funerals.

gg, if you start planting tulips in Ohio and head east, I'll start spreading wildflower seeds in Pennsylvania and head west and we'll pollinate the whole world. It's good for bees, too.

Those little crocus are so brave to poke out early even through the snow.
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...e36bc6575f.jpg
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...nowcrocus2.jpg

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...c/C6CT1983.jpg
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...lowerField.jpg
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...c/11695066.jpg
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...urnetTexas.jpg
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...daspicture.jpg

He thought to herself,
"I have one sacred letter, which I'll hang onto."

Then, at last,
S/he chuckled a bit,
wishing more.

still. like 50 more posts dudes!!

It takes light to make a picture, & belief to make a hope.

Did I already post this?

hellifiknow

(that is a cross between an elephant an a rhino)

BadNick, yes. Let's spread the flowers.
My grandmother had a row of 2 kinds of crocus lining each of her flowerbeds - one autumn-blooming, the other bloomed in early spring. Her garden was magical.

15954
flowers, more

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...weiss_wp3o.jpg

Song of the Flower XXIII by Khalil Gibran

I am a kind word uttered and repeated
By the voice of Nature;
I am a star fallen from the
Blue tent upon the green carpet.
I am the daughter of the elements
With whom Winter conceived;
To whom Spring gave birth; I was
Reared in the lap of Summer and I
Slept in the bed of Autumn.


At dawn I unite with the breeze
To announce the coming of light;
At eventide I join the birds
In bidding the light farewell.


The plains are decorated with
My beautiful colors, and the air
Is scented with my fragrance.


As I embrace Slumber the eyes of
Night watch over me, and as I
Awaken I stare at the sun, which is
The only eye of the day.


I drink dew for wine, and hearken to
The voices of the birds, and dance
To the rhythmic swaying of the grass.


I am the lover's gift; I am the wedding wreath;
I am the memory of a moment of happiness;
I am the last gift of the living to the dead;
I am a part of joy and a part of sorrow.


But I look up high to see only the light,
And never look down to see my shadow.
This is wisdom which man must learn.

pick me! pick me! pick me! I'm the one!

Oh snap.

1 + 5 - 9 - (5 - 8) ... = 0 :(

I have a belief
that might amount to nothing;
it's that I believe.

I like to believe. I want to believe. But I need a reason.

I watched a squirrel sitting with his back to the wind,
using his tail as an umbrella,
as he worked open a walnut,
and then another.

If I watched you once
behind, would you feel it?
I feel like you might.

Squirrels are mystical creatures.
http://www.internet-grocer.net/squirrel2.jpg

Never Love a Wild Thing
Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,” Holly advised him. “That was Doc’s mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can’t give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they’re strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That’s how you’ll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You’ll end up looking at the sky."

— Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s


Sometimes it takes teamwork to take down a squirrel:
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...rrel-thumb.jpg


And last but not least, compare:

Tom Petty:
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...ucky-thumb.jpg

Tom & Petty:
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...gles-thumb.jpg

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

The cow jumped over the moon
http://www.teachersandfamilies.com/n...the%20moon.jpg

When my daughter was little, her favorite animal at the Philadelphia Zoo was the big Jersey cow in the Children's Zoo area.

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I love the sounds and scents of a dairy barn.


I wanted to post an image of an Ethiopian Opal.


Cranberry flavored coffee sounds very good.

moooo

A different kind of cow:
http://www.starstore.com/acatalog/tu...a_poster_L.jpg

Holy Cow!!!

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...c/holy-cow.jpg

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...sacred_cow.jpg

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...s_holy_cow.jpg

Once upon a time, (1966) there was an artist named Lester O. Schwartz,
who lived about ten miles from where I lived as a child.

He had an art gallery and store called the 'Cow Palace.'

He had fun things set up in his store for children to play with, while the adults shopped
for cow art.

His large metal sculptures still can be found in the area.
He also had a philanthropic bent.
He built the apts. for seniors and the disabled,
where I now live.


Good memories.

Sup. XD

My best friend and lover had this song in his head for two days.
I have never heard it before,
but I promised to post the words.

Billy Joel say:

A bottle of white, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rosé instead
We'll get a table near the street
In our old familiar place
You and I - face to face hm, hm
A bottle of red, a bottle of white
It all depends upon your appetite
I'll meet you any time you want
In our Italian Restaurant.
Things are okay with me these days
I got a good job, I got a good office
I got a new wife, got a new life
And the family is fine
Oh we lost touch long ago
You lost weight - I did not know
you could ever look so nice after so much time.
Do you remember those days hanging out at the village green?
Engineer boots, leather jackets and tight blue jeans
Oh you drop a dime in the box play a song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights, my sweet romantic teenage nights ooh, ooh
Oh, oh, oh, oh…..
Brenda and Eddie were the popular steadies
And the king and the queen of the prom
Riding around with the car top down and the radio on
Nobody looked any finer
Or was more of a hit at the Parkway Diner
We never knew we could want more than that out of life
Surely Brenda and Eddie would always know how to survive.
Oh, oh, oh, oh…..
Brenda and Eddie were still going steady in the summer of '75
When they decided the marriage would be at the end of July
Everyone said they were crazy
"Brenda you know that you're much too lazy
and Eddie could never afford to live that kind of life."
Oh, but there we were wavin' Brenda and Eddie goodbye.
Oh, oh, oh
Well they got an apartment with deep pile carpets
And a couple of paintings from Sears
A big waterbed that they bought with the bread
They had saved for a couple of years
but they started to fight when the money got tight
And they just didn't count on the tears.
Oh, oh yeah rock 'n roll
Oh, oh, oh
Well, they lived for a while in a very nice style
But it's always the same in the end
They got a divorce as a matter of course
And they parted the closest of friends
Then the king and the queen went back to the green
But you could never go back there again
Oh, oh
Brenda and Eddie had had it already by the summer of '75
From the high to the low to the end of the show
For the rest of their lives
They couldn't go back to the greasers
The best they could do was pick up their pieces
We always knew they would both find a way to get by
Oh and that's all I heard about Brenda and Eddie
Can't tell you more 'cause I've told you already
And here we are wavin' Brenda and Eddie goodbye
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah
A bottle of reds, a bottle of whites
Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight
I'll meet you anytime you want
In our Italian Restaurant.

What a coincidence. Some folks in work, me too, are going to a local Italian buffet for lunch, our first time there. I think I'll end up sipping chianti with it and I'll think of you guys.

400000000000000000000000!

Cannoli......!

I'm back...no chianti, I decide to have a Peroni Nastro Azzurro, a very nice Italian beer showing the more subtle Italian approach to hopiness. Good food, too. Will do again.

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...uffetlunch.jpg

I like big butts...

and I cannot lie...

this hasn't been posted here in the longest time so here it is again...some interesting stuff here: http://www.peterrussell.com/Odds/WorldClock.phpw

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...clocktoday.jpg

Assignation time for the ample-assed.

Darkness falls early in winter.

it's like you guys don't want to reach the next level...

next level this way
.......................http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2.../downarrow.jpg

one more kill for me. Leveling up next stage!! wheee!

that big "16000" is getting closer

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...t16000good.jpg

My wild mustang,
untethered and bridle free,
nostrils flaring wide.

last night i had a dream where i was chasing wild bunnies.

Tonight I'm gonna try to dream of getting into a tub with a bunch a' bunnies.

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...bunnybath1.jpg

10................9...............

They're much fluffier just after getting their hair dried after a bath - hair everywhere!

.....7.......

fluff fluffy fluffiest flufferoni.

genuine gingerly girly girl.

...hassenpfeffer?

Mid-day feast:

Lightly smoked tinned octopus,
A half dozen raw oysters,

Some super duper heavy dense Black-Forest bread,
slathered with unsalted butter from a local dairy,

and a cupful of fresh goatsmilk.

(one out of four is the truth,
the rest I am craving.
Yay for the octopus!)

Stranded in limbo
Awaiting. What might be seen
After the rebirth.

argh!!! so close.
-----Added 24/11/2008 at 07 : 45 : 30-----
come on!! just 2 more.

here's my one.

Hey, I just noticed that we're on page 400 and are one away from 16000...wow, the universe is so interconnected!