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Here the weather is getting hotter, our temperature is at 38'c daytime according to the report,but it would be more higher than that in fact, the air is seemed burning and it would be last for another few days!

I had to ride my bike between dad's hospital and home several times each day and just felt I become a BBQ in it!

But when look at this kid, I feel pleasantly cool though he is feeling "Heat to Dead!"

I've only been here a day and wanted to say it's really heart warming to know there are lots of lovely guys out there, I've been made to feel so welcome already, and I just wanted to say thanks by way of this little poem I wrote.

Thy sweetest cherry ruby rose
Kissed morning lips of dew drop froze
My heart a start without my clothes
My mind a race with lustful prose

May I, speak with you tonight
Confess undress in the moonlight
Cool clenched embrace of the slight
Tingled spine of thrill not fright

Sudden rush of heat and guilt
Slide inside my silken quilt
And overfill until I'm spilt
Cement foundation firmly built

Bright things bloom and flutter by
Burned forever on my eyes
Passion trembling through my thighs
Satisfied by subtle sighs

And in this land I lay back and think
Of how deep thy love might sink
Your loyal English roses stink
Forever true your maiden pink

to all the lovely sweet guys

well what do you think ladies, does a girl?...or doesnt she????

This story happend on one of my old neighbor friend.

He came back from aboard to look after his old, sick mom who had an operation in the hospital. So he went to there twice everyday. One day it began to rain before he went out , as he didn't know where his mom's umbrella(s) was hidden. He went to his next door neighbor to borrow. His neighbor looked at him and said;" who are you? I don't recognize you?" my friend replied:" I am your neighbor, I live aboard , you should know my mom...” So his neighbor gave his unbrella.

He felt satisfied to take it. But he never knew what happened next. On the half way home, a hard wind broken this umbrella, and he had to buy a new one to return back to his neighbor...

We have bright sunny skies this summer . Hope all of you have a good mood!

Once upon a time, a perfect man and a perfect woman met. After a perfect courtship, they had a perfect wedding. Their life together was, of course, perfect.

One snowy, stormy Christmas Eve, this perfect couple was driving their perfect car (a Grand Caravan) along a winding road when they noticed someone at the side of the road in distress. Being the perfect couple, they stopped to help. There stood Santa Claus, with a huge bundle of toys.

Not wanting to disappoint any children on the eve of Christmas, the perfect couple loaded Santa and his toys into their vehicle.

Soon they were driving along delivering toys. Unfortunately, the driving conditions deteriorated, and the perfect couple and Santa Claus had an accident. Only one of them survived the accident. The question is: Who was the survivor? Scroll down for the answer.


















The perfect woman survived. She's the only one that existed in the first place. Everyone knows there is no Santa Claus and no such thing as a perfect man.

***Women stop here. That is the end of the joke.
***Men keep scrolling











So, if there is no perfect man and no Santa Claus, the perfect woman must have been driving, and that explains why there was a car accident.


By the way, if you're a woman and you're reading this, this illustrates another point: Why we women never listen?

I enjoyed listening radio since was a kid. At that naive age, often wondered who hidden inside that box to made sounds, peeped through its apertures at the back. there were no one but only those small vacuum tubes stood there one by one plus a speaker at a corner...but anyhow, it was a magic box to me. When it was turned on, the voice of people was alive. Many songs and music I learnt from it and had lots of joyful time as well.

Later, Dad bought a transistor radio home. I turned to interested in that one cos it could be carried from here and there,each time when I took it with me to dinner downstairs. Dad always said in half blame half serious," You should hang it around your neck!" Pretended not to hear, I kept my way, he was no any action to stop me.I wondered he might also want to listen but was shy to speak out?

At my teenage,the days before our Lunar New Year,the job to pull out duck villus was a boring handwork. But I had a huge patient sitting there faced the villus duck for hours till the duck was looked bright cos I had the radio accompany with me, same like when I made the egg dumplings or did other chores. Sounds of music was always beside me , let me forgot the long time work in hand.

Nowadays,We have many smart advanced equipments. But I still keen on the radio station. When at home. I put it on almost all day long. If I was in catnap. I used to listen to it,closed my eyes while enjoyed the music programs. Half sleep, half listening, It did help me to relaxed my body and soul.



Few days ago,I bought a new speaker matching my old mp3 mainly for the radio part. It worked well. The speaker has a button of adjust the voice,it also has color conversion but that useless for me, the programs of radio have already opened a colorful world for me. We are lifelong friends I have to say.

Have a nice weekend!

just goes South, and years later you look back and think I never should have done this or that. Or, you think if only we hadn't (or had) done so and so. Maybe one of you was just stubborn. So stubborn about something dumb everything just crumbled. The more you think about it, the more you wish you could just get a second chance to do it right.
So in recognition of this I chose this song in which a second chance is being sought. :)

Have you ever stooped so low that it was supposed to make you feel guilty but instead it's not?

Is this normal or not?

And we know that you can be lonely in a crowd and you can be lonely in a marriage, so the second big lesson that we learned is that it's not just the number of friends you have, and it's not whether or not you're in a committed relationship, but it's the quality of your close relationships that matters. It turns out that living in the midst of conflict is really bad for our health. High-conflict marriages, for example, without much affection, turn out to be very bad for our health, perhaps worse than getting divorced. And living in the midst of good, warm relationships is protective.
Once we had followed our men all the way into their 80s, we wanted to look back at them at midlife and to see if we could predict who was going to grow into a happy, healthy octogenarian and who wasn't. And when we gathered together everything we knew about them at age 50, it wasn't their middle age cholesterol levels that predicted how they were going to grow old. It was how satisfied they were in their relationships. The people who were the most satisfied in their relationships at age 50 were the healthiest at age 80. And good, close relationships seem to buffer us from some of the slings and arrows of getting old. Our most happily partnered men and women reported, in their 80s, that on the days when they had more physical pain, their mood stayed just as happy. But the people who were in unhappy relationships, on the days when they reported more physical pain, it was magnified by more emotional pain.
And the third big lesson that we learned about relationships and our health is that good relationships don't just protect our bodies, they protect our brains. It turns out that being in a securely attached relationship to another person in your 80s is protective, that the people who are in relationships where they really feel they can count on the other person in times of need, those people's memories stay sharper longer. And the people in relationships where they feel they really can't count on the other one, those are the people who experience earlier memory decline. And those good relationships, they don't have to be smooth all the time. Some of our octogenarian couples could bicker with each other day in and day out, but as long as they felt that they could really count on the other when the going got tough, those arguments didn't take a toll on their memories.
So this message, that good, close relationships are good for our health and well-being, this is wisdom that's as old as the hills. Why is this so hard to get and so easy to ignore? Well, we're human. What we'd really like is a quick fix, something we can get that'll make our lives good and keep them that way. Relationships are messy and they're complicated and the hard work of tending to family and friends, it's not sexy or glamorous. It's also lifelong. It never ends. The people in our 75-year study who were the happiest in retirement were the people who had actively worked to replace workmates with new playmates. Just like the millennials in that recent survey, many of our men when they were starting out as young adults really believed that fame and wealth and high achievement were what they needed to go after to have a good life. But over and over, over these 75 years, our study has shown that the people who fared the best were the people who leaned in to relationships, with family, with friends, with community.

What do you think?

Would you respect a woman who has a boyfriend....even if he is away in another city and she is inviting you back to her house to help her "clean" her house?

She was a great woman...short...and cute...with a great personality...who wanted to provide me with a nipple to drink from.

But, she had a boyfriend.

Do you respect she has a boyfriend and tell her to go home by herself?

For you women, do you respect he has a girlfriend and tell him to go home by himself?

even though....

she/he makes your juices flow?