lick those lips

conversations with myrtle, "why da tornadoes?"

With all the storms, Myrtle Aspergas speaks with menshi mihias

brooklyn promenade in the snow

what does it mean?

the weather has kept this writer on the go this winter. it has been crazy warm and nothing in the snow category. we have daffodils blooming and crocus showing flowers. there are still folks walking around in shorts and flip flops.

it is just amazing to me.

but what does it mean?

trolls and christians

TMP

we got our sign

never saw the glee; til now

so what of it?

So what of it? There is no place like this, right? So what of it? There is no going back, right? So what of it? There is no taste like a taste for the past, right? So what of it? There is no going back.

SWOI = So what of it?

from the urban dictionary : what's up?

what's up?

An extremely annoying question that has (unfortunately) replaced "Hello" or "Hi" as the most popular form of casual greeting. For full effect, best delivered while walking past someone at about 90 m.p.h. so the person you're talking to has no time to respond, and in a tone that suggests you really don't give a shit about "what's up" with them.

http://bit.ly/moeDfe

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my photo for the jazz loft project

left at the door

tour eiffel collage

Seasons of 2011:

SPRING EQUINOX March 20, 7:21 P.M. EDT

SUMMER SOLSTICE June 21, 1:16 P.M. EDT

FALL EQUINOX September 23, 5:05 A.M. EDT

WINTER SOLSTICE December 22, 12:30 A.M. EST

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sound of a uk train

life on earth, come and go

there once was a time, long, long ago, where it seemed important to understand language; words and their meaning. now, one must just speak the language of the internet; or leave it.

there once was a time, long, long ago, where it seemed important to understand friends; people and their meaning. now, one must just speak to friends through the internet; or leave it.

there once was a time, long, long ago, where it seemed important to care. now, with all of the human suffering known around the world, it is difficult to understand what humans care about. i could try to understand or just leave it.

anyone can see

franco pony

a single happen

a president's day smile 4 u

143 = i love you

take a pork chop
tween 4 fingers

get a dab of hot sauce
4 the feelings lost

look at de color
of de eye of another

tell em go'head
one 4 three

happy black president's day!

ok i got it

8 spruce street, nyc

This is an amazingplace to live

Zero Views

just get to it

is this racist?

either way, i am not promoting jello.



the spoon was not invented for jello.

for the record, i think it is racist.

merry christmas

it's time for santa. when i was a young boy my mother told me about the spirit of giving and santa claus. it was part of the talk to help me understand why a boy like me was not going to have "the brady bunch christmas".

this is the santa face i remember from that time.

hi santa,



thank you,
mm

*i found this card in a thrift store. It was a stack of 50 cards for $1.00 but none were the same. What a deal.

bright flowers

when the color hits your eye
drawn on a whim
when the hunger is for wine
drawn on a whim

i'm a drunk

ny times story on the rally to restore sanity and/or fear

we had a ball at the rally!

Solanum Quitoense

How to Vote

This is funny.

president obama: it gets better (just brilliant)

here and together

fall is in the air
lovers in the air
flowers in my hair

buddha rocket

off the mat
on the mat
the mind shall wander

off the mat
on the mat
let's start again

bike route in amsterdam

 

This is the basic route i took for a bike ride. I was sent to work in the Netherlands and the office was near the airport. There was not much to do there. The hotel offered bike rentals. I got one and rode to the city center, 19km one way. The goal was to get to the train station, Centraal Station. Once there, I rode around the city to take some photos and have lunch.

I ventured off the path hoping I would find my way back in time. I went north along the coast of the IJ to see how close I could get to the windmills. It was a very different area; very industrial and deserted on a Sunday. I got lost only twice but quickly found my way thanks to Google Maps on the old iPhone.

Once I got back to the airport I went in search of ice cream in Hoofddorp and went to the beautiful canal area of Aalsmeer.

It was a great journey though I was all alone. I must have appeared Dutch as I was asked twice for directions. The bike lanes all the way made it possible. The tunnel under the airport runway just for bikes was amazing. The US needs to get with it for bike lanes.

holland fever before the game

 

a straight man with no girlfriend, is gay

many think this and
do not say it out loud and
why?

many do this and
do not say it out loud and
why?

many say this and
do not know anything about it and

what do i know?

but read this


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love is