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....And I do. Perfect mates, for the fellah down the hall. A few times, I fell victim to the siren looks and songs---and come ons. Even paid for air fare to visit us here at the Vierk mansions. And believe me, first class flights from Kazakhstan, Borneo, Vanuatu and Tui Tui La don't come cheap. But who's digressing? And this sad state of affairs might well have continued, had not Lady Cyberscrutinizer herself, Peace be upon her, so tough lovingly intervened on my wayward behalf. A formidable old broad, but chock full of wisdom, she, "They are mostly scammers, and when not, ask your silly head, what would such modelesque morsels, all in their 20's, really want to do with a grizzled old farty wanker like you?" Of course, she was spot on, but cuttingly went further, taking up all the room in the treetop love nest, to say. "The young ages and the looks should be strong warning signs, dip shite, but the biggest clue is when, in their profiles, they specify "generosity", as a main quality in a man." Well, needless to say, who can argue with all that? I then inquired of Lady C," But long legs, how can a bloke with such racist/misogynist right wing hate on board, let these tarts down gently?" Well, as do Buddhist monk masters, responding to stupid questions, she hit me on the crown with a broken branch, and said, "You'll figure it our, now hand me another cheap warm beer." Well, after consulting with our sociopathic HR department at the Vierk Institute, I came up with the answer. When one dumps such ladies, using HR wisdom, just make it seem like it's something wrong with ME, not them. VERY wrong. So now, whenever the plea for generosity in a man appears, I reply at once, somewhat truthfully, " Oh, you really wouldn't like me much at all. I'm tight as a funeral drum. In fact, I'm so cheap, that for first dates, I insist that prospects pay in advance for my air fare to visit them." And over time, I insist, "that they foot all the bills, especially all gifts for my other girl friends ". Seems to work 100% of the time, so far. But could I be sending a few great ones packing? I never know.

Any woman want to do WhatsApp call for good chit chat please message me on inbox...

A few days ago social media went ablaze when Tessica Brown misused a spray product named Gorilla Glue in place of a hair gel named Gorilla Snot when her normal hair spray Got2B Glued Blasting Freeze Spray was unavailable. She claimed that 'a mont' later 'it don't move' because it was still glued hard.

Amazing as I had doubts the story could be real.

Today's update: the woman goes to the hospital for help where they attempt to soften the glue with acetone but it was too painful and they had to stop.

Also reported Miss Brown has set up a GoFundMe account that's raised more than $12,000 and considering her legal options against Gorilla Glue since the product didn't specifically warn against hair usage.

Gorilla Glue made a statement they are sorry to hear about the woman's unfortunate incident and the product is not indicated for use in or on hair.

More information gathered from Miss Brown's TikTok account states that she's a 40 year old teacher from Louisiana. That should rule out a lack of reading comprehension.
Maybe not...

Blog Category HowTo because NotHowTo isn't one of the selections.

Had an old computer that provided service for years, new one with better protected Windows 10. But what to do with the old Windows 7 machine? Took it completely apart, just to see the innards. Have modified amateur radio transceivers, to make them cover Marine SSB, usually by cutting a diode. But I thought these radio circuit boards were complicated. Computers are amazingly complex by ANY comparison, and the driver was tiny. Did this while tending to yard sale customers. Then trip to recycling center (vernacular is town dump). My grass mower is in terminal state, and even I don't want to fix it. Beautiful FWD 6 HP mulching mower left by some (?rich) person. Oil change, spark plug regap, and fired right up. Amazing what folks throw away. Never bought a bike for our twins over the years. Minor repair work to dump "rejects", and girls always had new bikes. When outgrown, return for others to dump, and got larger ones to last another few years. later today, after yard sale, placing twin timing belts onto old Honda GL 1100 Gold Wing. May also need new solenoid relay. then, VROOOOOM once more. Also slowly taking down large trees endangering our little house. Now then, there's much more, but let's see if not only men respond to this typical guy stuff. Any handy ladies? Aa..

when fear counts your heart beat
when tears are an incessant flow
when hope has left you in despair
when you are so tired, like the dead
when love ends in betrayal
when hate keeps its sting on you
when a friend rejects
when an enemy strikes
when your breath turns into gasps
when your eyes are blinded in pain
when there is no way ahead
when all doors are shut
when there are no windows even
when the sun blazes furiously hot
when not one clouds floats by
when the sky is dead black
when the stars hurt by shining so bright
when the air itself is so still it stifles
when you are spent out to the bone
when you are cold and all alone
when there is no cheer nor comfort
when you have hit rock bottom, laid out
when mind is buffeted around
when your heart is stops in frozenness
when your life is a void
when you cant remember the time you smiled
when dreams wake you in their grotesqueness
when the ache is dull unceasing
when every one has abandoned you
when panic flows thru your veins
when grief chills your blood
when you in a corner shrieking
when you know inside you're dead


Then you let go----
then you start to see around
then you look at people suffering
then you tend a bird's broken wing
then you drag yourself to reach out
then you learn the art of giving
then you have to begin to forgive
then you want to turn towards light
then you see shadows slinking away
then you look for the chinks in the shut doors
then you watch out for the stars in the day light
then you receive moonlight on your face
then you welcome twilight with a smile
then you grow inside your heart a flower
then one by one you put back your pieces
then you care enough to want a warm clasp
then you give up the emptiness
then you accept the inevitable
then you learn not to expect anything
then you start to play your appointed role
then you realize that you can understand everything
then when you do that,

you let it all go its own way
bow your life away in submission to the ONE.

...Because they somehow see it will benefit their addiction to power, as with rank choice voting, the lefties are all behind this set up for typical Democrat Chicago style, voter fraud. The Kitty mentioned below,, peace be upon her, serves as one cautionary tale, ---when incompetent, jobs for life, paper pushing, non-essential, fat benies/pension, corrupt state employees have a hand in things.
Don't take my words for it. Ever watched a municipal road crew on the job, for sewer or road work, or such? A half dozen "workers" on site, one using a shovel, another operating the back hoe, and the rest smoking, laughing, and leaning on their tools.
Check out the government office mega-buildings in DC, or any state capitol. Be sure to have good binoculars to see the extent of most. The founding FATHERS would be rolling in their graves.
But wait, there's more. We all know how lotteries are run by the state. Only less than half is paid back to players. Most is for administration, and the general fund, to be pissed away, as above.
Next time you are lucky enough to win, especially if a lot, don't cash out where you purchased the ticket. Just write a grateful note, include your address, and say you trust them to receive the request and winning ticket, and to send you back the money. Don't sign the ticket.

1) Copy & Paste the Vid Link ...

2) Change the Link to
[ YouTube ]https://www.youtube.com/Watch?V=/-dJolYw8tnk[ /YouTube ]
But Close Up ALL The Spaces.

Y'all Students feel free to Practice in comments below
Using the link above ... Or any Other of y'all's choosings.

Successfully posting the suggested vid will confer Instant Gratification on the Graduate.
Trust me on this ...

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Proper technique is critical. You don't want to just force your way in causing damage.
Here's a helpful video explaining & demonstrating proper procedures.

I've mentioned the homeless here in Riverside, CA before. Specifically the daily begging for money which is overwhelming given that there is an extremely large population of these homeless people here!

Any given day the swarm the library to wash up, use the bathroom and then stay the day to escape the heat or cold. All of this is fine because, after all, they are homeless and the library is public.

The only thing that is a real pain with the people is the bathroom use. They have no responsibilities so they lounge around in everything they do. It's easy enough to work around them except for the bathroom use.

They go into the stall and they stay for long periods of time. This is especially true of the ones that are in need of mental health care. I hate to say this but when these guys go into a stall after awhile your forced to peek between the door cracks to see what they're doing.

I know this sounds weird but the men that aren't crazy just sit there and sit there for as long as 15 minutes at a time. Again, it's their habitat and culture. They have nothing to do and plenty of time to do it so they just take their time and alot of it. Then there are those that think their leisure allows them to get on cellphones and yak away!

The crazy ones will go in, lock the door and pace and talk to themselves and/or use their cellphones and just take up time.

Then you have to go look for a guard and the guard then has to involve the police and the police come to pry them out.

I'll bet your saying, "Well use the other one"!! There are no other ones. The city libraries here have just one stall. Period.

As funny as it is afterwards the hard part is keeping from soiling your pants when the urge is great. Oh well, that's life!

To turn your head is so
Out of the realm of my reality
Knowing this, I'll take it, willingly
As I share stories and you inhale
Willingly
You are a mystery, my favorite genre

You pass without turning your head
I watch and admire
The time apart is fruitful
I think of a peach, it's sweet smell
Soft against my cheek, I hold with reverence
Just one taste would be enough but always room for more

You turned my head
With kind gestures, distracted me
From scary monsters ready to pounce
My guard, trespassed, welcomely
I offered a seat
On an ancient couch touched by only 2 others