"Friday...

(dink:  the sound my phone makes 

when I receive a text message...)

Dink:  I was considering becoming an alcoholic...

Dink:  Thoughts?

~shoes~:  I don't think that you would make a good alcoholic...

~shoes~:  You don't drink enough...

Dink:  Dammit

~shoes~:  HAR!!

~shoes~

"On A More Positive Note..."

I donated blood this morning…

They don’t use this method of obtaining ones blood any longer… at least, not today.

… but for the purposes intended, 

this bus is very efficient.

Granted, the image of the Blood-Mobile isn’t as exciting or sexy as the photo of the blood licker above…

What is sexy and exciting is that one donation 

can be used to help three people in need.  

... and today marked my 30th donation...

... so donate if you can...

... if you are eligible...

Who knows...

You might meet someone interesting...

~shoes~

"Struggles..."

Recently, I woke up thinking about my family...

I seem to be quite versed at having thoughts that are polar opposites of each other...

One thought was, 

"I love my family... I just don't like people in it..."

The other was...  

"I don't like my family, but I do like some of the people in it..."

I don't know why I think like this...

I found this image today... 

It struck a chord with me.

I try to do the right things... I try to be nice to others... I try to be respectful to and of others... but at times, I think I fail.  I think I don't do enough...

Sometimes I hide myself away...  I think I am doing this again right now... there have been several events that have transpired since my sister died.  Some I've written about... some I haven't.

My response tends to be one of 'flight'... or of 'hiding'...  I do think I find Peace when I do this, but I know for a fact that I am avoiding Life when I do this...

People will often ask, 

"Shoes... how are you?"

... and I will answer that, "I'm pretty ok... or that things are pretty ok..."

My logic is that if I say that things are 'great,' then there is no superlative comment left to describe something that is even better than what I was initially feeling... so I always try to leave room for improvement.  Likewise, wheels are prone to coming off as well...

So everything is temporary... fleeting... just because we are 'pretty ok' now, it doesn't mean that it won't be a few moments from now.

I'm at the point where I know I am going to have to forgive family members again...

I have told my younger brother before that one must forgive... that is something we do for ourselves... something that brings Peace to us... it really does nothing for the person that you feel has wronged you.  It is something we do for ourselves.

I am really fighting the idea that I will need to just 'forget' these people...

Let them go...

The family member who confronted me at the funeral was one I had let go... the bastard came back... maybe it will be another seventeen years before I have to deal with him again.

I am feeling lost...

greatly lost...

I am struggling...

greatly...

(sign language...)

... but, I will be ok...

~shoes~

"Happy Hallowe'en!!!"

This is a re-post of something I wrote a couple of years ago

for a blog Zombie Walk... I liked the way it turned out

so I thought I would recycle it...

~shoes~

======================

Greetings...

Welcome to my contribution to the Zombie Walk...  Let's see what I can come up with...

What a delicious little number she is...

She might be difficult to resist...

I wonder if she bites...

 

It appears that even the President gets into things like this from time to time...

_______

So... I thought I found myself in a room full of zombies earlier today, but it turns out it was just one of my classrooms full of students...  of course, when looking at how to identify a zombie, I can see why this was easy to do... except for the brain eating part anyway...

_______

What would a Shoes post be without sexual innuendo...???

I wonder if zombies find us finger-licking good?  I wonder if a zombie-tress could give a blow job without biting? I bet not!!

Oh God... this may or may NOT end well!!

I wonder why they put a raptor on a 'zombie' poster?

Well... I guess because there is such a thing as a zombie T-Rex... there ya go...

________

Now, for your reading entertainment, how about some Zombie Haiku??

I hunger for your

Delicious cerebellum...

Where's the ice cream scoop?

______

Zombies came calling...

They refused tea and crumpets...

I am losing my mind.

______

Dismembered zombie

heads roll around on the floor.

Soccer anyone?

______

Oh my God! Zombies

are coming! Run! Run! Run! Run!

Oh, wait... you are slow.

______

I thought he had been

lost or run over. Turns out

Zombies ate my cat.

That shotgun won't work

unless you aim for the head.

Brain matter splatter.

Speaking of guns...

I have absolutely no idea how I started this post of with a sexual zombie content and it evolved into this...

Happy Hallowe'en...

~shoes~

"I Wanna Be A...

Cowboy...

...when I grow up...

They get to wear cool boots...

'This Ol' Cowboy'

The Marshall Tucker Band

... and they have cool songs written about them...

... and they wear cool hats...

... and they wear cool boots...

... and they wear cool bandannas...

... and they have cool songs written about them...

... and I think they look cool...

...and they wear cool boots...

... and they wear cool hats...

... and they have cool songs written about them...

... and they have cool songs written about them...

...

~shoes~

edited...

Re:  Chris... when I was a kid I LOVED 'Rawhide,'  Rowdy Yates (Clint Eastwood) and Gil Favor (Eric Fleming)... what a great series that was...  

Rowdy Yates and Gil Favor

 ~shoes~

"Breast..."

"Awareness..."

The president of our institution, Alluvial Flood Plain State University,  recently released a statement in which he reminded all of us that this week is "Breast Awareness Week"...

Well... one could claim that we 

guys are always aware of breasts...

We all know that he meant "Breast Cancer Awareness Week"...

Anyway...

In keeping within the objectives of our president,

This is my salute to "Breast Awareness Week."

No one can say that I don't support the 

aims of our university president.

~shoes~

PS:  Edited in order to correct a discrepancy that O brought to my attention in my post photos... God, I feel so small now...