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I know Michael's cartoons very well, unmistakable style and sharp wit, and as it happens today I came across and posted two of his. At the same time I learnt of his sister. I was searching to see if Michael ever drew a person with two eys, and up popped his sister, Mary


Michael is know to use two characters frequently - The Duck and Vasco Pyjama:

We're past the full moon and the amount of eye scratching (virtual, of course) is at an all time high. Angry comments and name calling. Maybe some of you need to reduce stress as you're all uneasy about the little things in life.
Here's my suggestion: Remember bubble wrap? Remember the satisfaction of popping all the bubbles?
I present to you VIRTUAL BUBBLE WRAP!
So, pop to your hearts content...

Costs too much here imho.

Just browsing through the last few blogs and its just the same stuff rehashed

Reminds me about the analogy of give 100 monkeys keyboards and they will eventually rewrite every novel and religious txt

By the process of randomly pushing keys

Biden: We need ‘constant, unrelenting stream’ of immigrants (For Votes not economic reasons)

It looks like things are out of control in Ireland. Many videos of violence theft and destruction there in the link below.

"Is immigration to Ireland 'out of control'?

Many in the land of a 'hundred thousand welcomes' are worriedWhile the UK has grappled with contentious migration legislation, immigration has barely featured in public discourse across the Irish Sea. Now, that could be about to change, Stephen Murphy writes."

Over the years, I've seen lots of different stickers on cars. Not as many "Baby on Board" as years ago. More 'weapons owned' than family member window stickers. 911 was an inside job is a favorite. Political stickers have a long lifespan. They are on some cars long enough for the edges curl from the Florida sun and weather making them age... lots of TRUMP 2020 are still around and a few 'The 2020 election was rigged' stickers exist.
The COEXIST isn't seen very often... nearly as dead as the "If you can read this, you're too close BACK OFF!!"

Entering my community yesterday, was a car with a bumper stick I haven't see before. I followed the car until he parked and asked "Where did you get that bumper sticker?"
The guy said AMAZON.
I said "it's the first time I've seen that one."
We laughed and he said "You probably won't see too many of these in Florida"
I nodded.




A pack of 3 for $10.99

Ghosts are merely an extension of the original person to seek out help on the Original Persons behalf on How to leave their bodies When I was younger I was like the beam of a light house except my light beamed from my whole body in large areas of my space. That I had many visits. Sadly only the bold and daring by nature on earth were willing to invade my space. One tried to possess me the boldest of them all, but was met with light resistance. Like a ghost bully being severely out matched in a Spirit Fight

Imagine a serial raist or killer. Wanting to invade and violate your home this person arrogant asf invades your home thinking he can do whatever the fuk he wanted. To find A Giant Warthog where the head size of a Tall 6 foot man in height alone staring you down ripping you to shreds the second you step inside that house.

That is what was waiting for this ghost bully in My House, My Temple. And it left with scars it will NEVER recover from.

It left in speed with a level of fear no one is this world would ever want to experience. However I also scared away the more gentle ghosts who deserve my attention.

Due to me ceasing practicing my craft I dimmed the house light and thanks to a post in my last blog. I was reminded of this. Have been practicing this ever since the post.

Shout out @lovecanbereal

I stood aside and gazed at you,
And with amazement, I was imbued.
How beautiful you are, I admired,
And wondered if I deserved you, I inquired.

You sat on a chair beside a tree,
Seeming like an angel, not just human, to me.
In the shade of the enveloping tree,
And the sun seemed to pause, agree.

And the wind seemed to whisper to me,
I've never seen beauty like hers, you see.
As if she were a deity,
Lost in the day, yet arriving in the night, so subtly.

You seemed to be so divine,
Beside that tree, in that light so fine.
With the wind caressing your face,
And at your feet, greenery embraced.


the poem was originaly writen in Romania, but this is a translation of it ( it was writen by me )