Ah yes, a dream suitable for Sigmund Freud's analysis. A wet dream about: After a rain storm, outside with bare feet and we're in bathing suits to run through the rivers of water heading into the storm sewers, which leads to a dirty dream. And we have not a care in the world.
I suspect we all have thought about being able to muster the intestinal fortitude, to do that kind of work. I thought about it for awhile when I was young and decided that it wasn't for me. Having to deal with it everyday would soon warp my views on just about everything. I don't think that I would want to have the mind of those that are successful in this occupation. Observing Halloween once per year is enough for me.
Hey tom. I thought it was enchanting. So much classical history that even shows from a distance, like that handsome mule, truheart that lives as an inmate, somewhere in a castle's dungeon.
Was raised on country cooking also. Just can't beat that poisonous self-rising flour that makes the best nondairy desserts in the world. Cigarettes were my crazy habit from 17 to 42 and I suspect that caused heart disease more than anything, but I'm still trying to pay attention to what I eat also. For the sake of health: I haven't bought a loaf of white bread in four years and I try to cut-back on pastries, sweetener instead of sugar when cooking, or adding to drinks.
WARNING: The following are breakfast foods, that with long-term consumption, will clog arteries and may cause heart attacks. This breakfast combination of gravy over biscuits are addictive, eat at your own risk.
The scientist of today think deeply instead of clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite insane. - Nikola Tesla: Scientist, inventor, electrical engineer.
When longing for companionship, or a date. Time does seem to last forever before that special person comes along. It's not uncommon for weeks and months or longer to pass without the intimate encounter with another. It does seem that it should come more available and more often that it does, in a life where we eat when hungry, drink when thirsty, it seems that our loneliness should naturally spark instant companionship, ouch, that doesn't happen. In my younger years when I was damn near the best thing on earth, I even went months without a date. Not all of us are lucky. like that handsome mule, truheart. On this site, he can insult women and they fall at his feet. Unfortunately, I've never been that talented. A rare breed indeed, but seriously, don't let these dry spells bring sorrow.
I suspect members may choose to accept friend requests as part of showing a member's preferred social environment on their profile, or maybe to show to others their fondness of some members. I don't accept friend requests here, nor anywhere. I don't have any friends listed on Facebook. I treat my profile here as with all other profiles I have, as a personal listing in a phone book. You guessed it: I don't tweet. Don't follow me and I won't follow you.
As a kid in Louisville, Kentucky: I don't remember that much about the show. That show I believe, must have been lost in the shuffle among the other Westerns during that time and TV stations must have ran-out of airtime for it, but I remember very well, Bonanza, The Rifleman, Zorro, The Lone Ranger and Gunsmoke. ... And then came Grizzly Adams and Little House On the Prairie.
RE: when I was a kid...
Ah yes, a dream suitable for Sigmund Freud's analysis. A wet dream about: After a rain storm, outside with bare feet and we're in bathing suits to run through the rivers of water heading into the storm sewers, which leads to a dirty dream. And we have not a care in the world.