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- Whoa, time out. Football is on.

- Sorry. I was just picturing you naked.

- Is there any way we can do this via e-mail?

- Don't you have some laundry to do or something?

- You are so cute when you get mad.

- You're just upset because your bottom is beginning to spread.

- Wait a minute - I get it. What time of the month is it?

- You sure you don't want to consult the great Oprah on this one?

- Looks like someone had an extra bowl of b*tch flakes this morning!

- Who are you kidding? We both know that thing ain't loaded.

If the anticipation is really better than the act then I guess there will always be another mountain to climb. So now that I have bowled my Maiden Over I want to hit her for a six as well.

I will have to take strike on Middle and Leg. This maiden bowls a very fast in-swinger Around The Wicket that is very hard to get away if you are a bit late on the shot. She surely knows how to place her field. Hitting a six here is going to be risky for she has me well covered at Point. If it is wide I can try a Late Cut but I’m bound to be caught by the Third Man if I don’t get hold of her properly.

She has a very Fine Leg that keeps me looking over my left shoulder and she keeps moving her Long Leg to distract my attention. With that Silly Short On she makes things no easier for me while her Silly Point only complicates matters. The Sweeper on the Boundary is just to remind me of what awaits if I should dare to Drive over the In Field.

My only hope to hit a six here is if she strays a bit onto my legs so I can get down onto my right knee to tickle the ball over that unguarded area just in Front of Square on the Leg Side. What will it be; a six or a nix?

She stands there, ball in her hand, with that ‘You just dare to hit me’ expression in her eyes.

Every few minutes yet another female streaks across the field winking an eye at her, upsetting my blood pressure and hormone balance. I’m sure she put them up to do it.

To top it all, whenever I try to Take Strike somebody walks across the Sight Screen; taking my concentration away. These are all her doings.

Cricket can be such an interesting game.


Enjoy your day.

We learn to speak at the age of two, but sometimes it takes a whole lifetime to learn what to speak and when to speak.

Sometimes silence speaks better than words.

By now, the science is settled: Wearing a mask is the easiest, least intrusive way to slow the spread of the novel coronavirus. Understanding why isn’t rocket science, but it’s not always intuitive, either. If you—or someone you know, say, a misinformation-spreading Facebook friend—are looking for a handy explainer, try this YouTube video from It’s Okay to Be Smart.

Viruses can be difficult to understand because they’re invisible to the naked eye, traveling inside water droplets on unseen air currents. With a technique called schlieren imaging, though, we can see these air currents, and that’s what It’s Okay to Be Smart uses to demonstrate how masks work.

The science behind schlieren imaging is a little complicated, involving a spherical mirror bending light in subtly different ways to reveal differences in density that would otherwise be invisible. It’s important to note that this doesn’t let us see viruses—they’re too small for that—but it does let us see how air flows when we exhale.

Using a combination of slow motion and schlieren imaging, the video reveals what a cough looks like with and without a mask. The differences are striking. The unmasked cough creates a massive plume of potentially virus-laden air, traveling much farther than you’d expect—about 2 meters, which is why social distancing means staying outside that zone.

A mask does two things: First, it captures much of the droplets expelled when you cough, sneeze, or breathe; second, any that aren’t captured have their momentum blunted, keeping them from traveling very far. That means less chance of infection for people around you. The bottom line is that masks work—and this is a good video showing you exactly why.






It is up to the reader to decide, but this video makes total sense to me.

I have a question and its been buggign me for sumtime now. Do girls like to date or have long relationships with blackmen? I have a hard dating someone outside my race!

It has been said that our brains have been mapped out and very much understood by scientist that they now have radio waves they can send out to interfere with how our brains operate.

Quite honestly, from what I have been running into with people and how they are, I think there might actually be some truth to that.

What are your thoughts...if you have any?





Get it? If you have any thoughts...if the radio signals have not blocked out your ability to think.

I've been on CS for 8 days today. For the past 7 days I have been reading a lot of content from other CS members. I had many blog ideas for my first blog to say hello. I'm not sure I even want to share any of my insight with CS members?

From what I have read in the forums and blogs makes me believe there are a few people here that saturate them with negativity. People that disregard courtesy and tact to punish everyone with pitiful hostility. It seems no matter what anyone writes it warrants retaliation from a select few.

This is a site designed to allow you to put your best image out there so someone that might be looking for you might find you. Anything you write or post on this site is a way for them to understand you better.
What I see is a lot of people that can't take life seriously and stay focused on the task at hand.

You are on a dating site. You are hostile, angry with the opposite gender and narcissistic. What is to be gained by spreading hatred? If you sow the seed of hatred you will only reap hatred.

I have read many blogs at many places. What I see here are not blogs, they are quips of insanity posted by shallow, insecure people full of delusions. If I decide to post blogs here in the future, I will turn off comments because if you want to talk to me about my blog you can contact me from my profile.


My blogs will deal with me and be about my views on life as I see it. They are a tool to allow someone that is interested in finding out how I think and feel to understand me.

I post from my home computer so writing is not an issue, neither is reading and viewing large listings at once. I have a phone but I don't use it to post. I am typing on a full keyboard. For most, what I type will be too much scrolling. So be it.

I hope you all find someone special in your life and no longer need to use online dating sites to express yourself. If I find someone, I will leave and never come back. BUT...isn't that how it is supposed to work?

This is part three of an on-going topic begun here:


As I wrote in my last post, I have an inheritance from my father in terms of understanding relationships, which is one-part guilt mixed into a solution of learnt religious sin; cast into a vessel of 30’s sentimentality; stirred by fairytales of a prince, a princess, and happy ever after. It’s a kind of Arthurian Romance worthy of the appellation “so goes the health of the king, so goes the land.” That is quite a potent cocktail (if the software governing such words as “s3x” allow me to publish a word like c0cktail) for an impressionable boy such as I was to swallow. At 566 months of age, now, I am firmly positioned as “too old” in the minds of fertile women but – remarkably – I still retain something of the impressionable boy in my heart.

Putting aside my indignation at life’s unfairness, or recalling my patience in relationships with 35-year-old women who once considered me “too young” and no more than a Boy Toy as one so-called partner gently put it, I am left to wonder what wonderful experiences remain for me relationship-wise. Am I really fighting a losing battle not to live my father’s mistakes and to share in his guilt?


If I have not yet met the right woman, as simple consolation speaks, will the right woman be able to bear my children? Or should I just consciously chuck this whole idea of monogamy altogether? The major problem I have with dropping this idea is the simple fact I was not taught to be a compartmentalized person. Yet, if my father’s mistake is actually the self-harming guilt he accepted as a price for his womanizing, maybe I have misunderstood the lesson from life? If relationships are all a series of Machiavellian transactions, as personal experience shows me, maybe it is time I stop tilting at windmills. Maybe I can and should accept an alternate idea and set aside the romanticized one, namely: my father’s first wife existed because of a transactional relationship where she had little power; my mother existed to bear him a child, which his first wife could not; and subsequent women sought a relationship with my father based on a transactional value.

In this paradigm of understanding, my father’s guilt was of his own manufacture and anything the women might say against him is merely their own sour-grapes projection of low self-worth?

Maybe the time for a site like this one – a site where people earnestly fill out a profile and use a search function to find a compatible person who has also filled out a profile and is interested in finding a compatible partner – has passed. Maybe a site serving a more transactional nature of relationship, more concerned with finding someone to fulfill a foreseeable short-term role, would be a more congruent reflection of a modern reality of relationships. If you are one of the handful of people who will read my post, then you are likely to think my observation does not apply to you. But then what has life taught you about relationships that has brought you here to be reading my post in the first place?

Have you filled out your profile honestly? How has that worked out for you? Can you quote me anecdotes that are better than just the exceptions to prove the rule of what I am thinking? Are sites like this no more than a kind of electronic self-help island where romantics at heart drift in, castaways from the real world, carry on their emotional burden and die, and occasionally cling to one another for solace while the world continues to reign in reality?