Sunday, October 25, 2015

"Pin Up Girls..."

Desk Top Posts...

I am sure I saved the one below due to the captions...

I am sure I had something in mind...

I am/can be a rather snarky person...

so maybe this one was for a snarky post.

This kinda sorta looks like Lucille Ball...

No?

This is rather self explanatory...

I'm always making some kind of sexual innuendo...

I just never used this image...

This was for a dildo/vibrator post...

but i think I've already done several of those.

Of course, I always think they are fun... and funny.

If a woman has implants or wears falsies...

would she be upset if a guy undressed her with

false teeth??

Inquiring Minds want to know...

~shoes~

"Desk Top Posts..."

Let me introduce you to...

Desk Top Posts...

I collect images...

I collect photographs...

and save them to my desk top...

Sometimes I think I save them for future blog posts...

Sometimes, upon 'rediscovering' them,

I have no idea why I saved them.

In order to clean up said desk top,

I am going to create a series of 'desk top' posts

that are designed to clean things up.

This might be fun...

~shoes~

Friday, October 23, 2015

Holy Sonnets: Death, be not proud

BY JOHN DONNE

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee

Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;

For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow

Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.

From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,

Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,

And soonest our best men with thee do go,

Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.

Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,

And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,

And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well

And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then?

One short sleep past, we wake eternally

And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

I have known this man just about as long as my memory will allow me to remember anything... whenever it was that I first met him, it was at my Dad's place of business... where Mr. Manning would come to purchase some odd-and-end pieces that he needed to complete some project on his farm.

Always, ALWAYS a pleasant smile... always glad to see you... and one of those two-handed hand shakes... where one has your hand and the other your wrist...

You knew he meant it.

Invariably, when I would go to dinner, I would see Mr. Manning... at one point in time, I would see him with his 'bride'... as he would call her. She died a few years ago... I guess that is when his daughter came to live with him... to be his caretaker.

I would always see him, his sister, his son and daughter-in-law. And I would always make a swing by the table to see him... shake hands... swap a few lies about stuff... He would always thank me for taking a few moments to come and talk to him... I would assure him that the pleasure was all mine(and it was).

Our visits would always end with my telling him, "I'll see you next time."

I went to his visitation last night...
and his funeral today.

It was sad... but not really... Mr. Manning had lived to the ripe old age of 100. He would remind me of that when I would see him... 'You know I just turned 100...'

My favorite part of his obituary was that 'He always had one horse or another named Charlie.'

A remarkable man...

Mr. Manning on the right...
and his best bud, Mr. Latham...
who has also died within the past few weeks...

I shall miss you, Mr. Manning...

~shoes~

edited to included Obituary link...

http://www.rayfuneralhome.net/tribute/details/810/Farno_Clark_Manning/obituary.html

Monday, October 5, 2015

"Stupid Is...

As Stupid Does..."

I've done some pretty dumb-assed things in my Life...

some, intentionally...

Some, unintentionally...

A few weeks ago... the Sunday before the chaos at work that next Monday, I decided to paint my hallway in my house...

I had the paint... I had two ladders... I selected the smaller of the two... the 'other one'... and then got to work... paying attention to detail... trying to be thorough in my work... one thing about repetitive-motion work is that one tends to get lost in what he/she is doing...

At one point, I turned around on the ladder so I could reach this one area... right up there... (points right up there...) and I am just painting away.

I decide at some point that everything would be easier if I sat down on that top rung of the ladder... made sense.... I've done it before...

So.. I position myself as to where I want to be...

I go to sit down on that top rung...

... there isn't one... at least not on THIS ladder....

I was using the 'other one'...

Remember??

Do you have any idea how quickly it takes to fall about five feet...

head first???

Backwards??????

I tried to find an image of a woman falling off

a ladder... evidently, ladies don't do this.

They just manage to look sexy...

... but WHAT she is doing...

is what I was TRYING to do...

just no upper rung.

Instinctively, on the way back and down,

I started to curl my torso...

I actually hit on my upper back and shoulders...

with my head curled up...

... but when I hit the floor,

my head snapped back so easily.

There was absolutely NO way I could

prevent it.

I remember being so amazed that I couldn't brace my

skull and prevent the impact.

It was hard.

The above image is what I felt my brain or whatever contents it was that my skull held... must have looked like. I remember lying there for a moment... doing a quick inventory... I could move.. my skull/scalp wasn't lacerated... no broken arms... no broken back...

I was amazed at how coherent I was... clear thinking...

I went to work the next day... and of course, that was the day we had the shooting are school. I seemed to be able to think clearly... rationally... logically...

At least, for me, anyway...

The symptoms/signs of a concussion didn't show up until Wednesday...

Or at least, that was when I became aware of them.

(Click on image to better see image)

I saw a sports doctor at the university... he told me that had I been a football player, I wouldn't be playing for a while. I still have bad headaches... I still have feelings of nausea... at times I do have trouble thinking clearly... my sleep pattern is all messed up...