How I Learned to Dance in The Rain
I've discovered that stomping in a puddle or two can be a lot of fun
Didn't you know I'm the greatest there is? It's true. I'm the smartest, the best-looking, everyone's best friend My ideas always work, I know this for a fact they do They're so good I just have to tell you so your mind bends Everybody would just love to have me around, trust me Why? It's always… Continue reading It’s Always About Me
I wanted to alert all of my followers, I gave myself a present - an upgraded site on WordPress. Once I figure out the design and get it the way I want it, You'll be seeing posts coming from there. Oh, is this going to be a project....
via Daily Prompt: Homage A man looks in the mirror; gazes upon the lines etched in his face He reflects upon his life thus far; wonders how he came to this place This place of pure torment, a nightmare of pain and anguish It is a nightmare he wishes he could, at this moment, simply… Continue reading The Queen
"Never support two weaknesses at the same time. It's your combination, sinners, your lecherous liars and your miserly drunkards who dishonour the vices and bring them into bad disrepute." --1954 The Matchmaker Act 3 "Great liars are also great magicians." --Adolf Hitler According to some fellow named Webster who wrote this great best-seller called Webster's… Continue reading Liar Liar Pants on Fire…
And now....where did I begin this story? I started this thing once already. Nope. Don't like that look. Let's try another. Nah, not flashy enough. Wait, you mean I have to PAY for that? Skip that idea! Aha! I think I'll try...THIS one! There we go. Design all set. As I started this once before, I sure… Continue reading Reflections of Self
By the way, the is a P.S. to Musings I was only posting some goddamn photos. Truly. Photos. Nothing more. This wasn't Yahoo Messenger. Not Zoosk. Not Match.com. It was Instagram. Instagram, for heaven's sake. Photos. Shit... I lost track at four, that's right, four solicitations to follow. Eh, why not? One really… Continue reading The Fool
A fitness walk turns into an appreciation of what was present at the moment - natural beauty....and a connection to the Divine.
How I Learned to Dance in The Rain 
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