Well, this is hilarious.....due to my downloading gutsy gibbon,the super duper linux distrobution, more particularly, my failed attempts at said endevour, i exceeded the download limit. Ive been shaped!!! What a crock of quite ironic shit, is all i can say. Try and do the right thing-get f#ked over. Try and do anything, anything at all, and get F#ked over. TFTD; I hate humanity, sometimes. Sometimes, i think, well.....what the hell , has humanity done for me? Not much, thats for sure. Fuckers..I paid at the office.
Went to a flea market today. I like books. There seems to be a plethora of used Hillary books for sale. Purchased a copy of "Blink". I probably could have wrote it but for two bucks I'll double check by reading it.
Yeah, but these are bad behaving girls, who want to be "ladies"-thats what makes it so funny. They even have a-um, a bone-tool they have to stick in their mouths........for enunciation practice. Not that it helps them, there was a geordie (gordie?northern england somewhere) chick in the first series, hot as, but her accent/attitude was just a shocking turn off. I dated a lovely english girl once, who had actually gone to a finishing school-thing is, i suspect she was top notch before that, hard to say what difference it made. And her accent was a complete turn on for me-which was fortunate at the time, because she could talk non-stop for hours. Days, even. I was constantly exhausted, but best relationship i ever had.
Ac for god's sake never download anything. It's a vile virus filled endeavor just to read the mail, why push it with easy entrey into your browsing history? Don't trade stocks on the wifi either, I do ,very dangerous. A Bulgarian might be catching the signal next door and catching your passwords. Humanity has not eaten you. In the life game you are ahead. Rise up and strike back. Use a machete - and plant a garden. I am. ~ stoney
Yeah, i havent had a "security" problem for ages, yet i download a virus-free operating system just because i hate microsoft, and end up with a dial-up speed penalty Im so unpopular, i dont even get junk mail. I planted a garden, you know, here i am pontificating about possible permaculture variables for your country squire quest, and i got bonsai spinach, lettuce the size of a small mobile phone, the stuff just doesnt want to grow. Had to do it in pots, buy soil and crap-wasnt my idea, im used to "making" soil and compost, with actual dirt and scraps, hay etc. At this rate, I will have a nice, home grown salad sandwich sometime in november, its hopeless. I dont know what they put in these "bag" mixes, but for damn sure there are zero nutrients. Heres an old, and incredibly boring, but interesting read. http://www.ourcivilisation.com/smartboard/shop/flknreh/ TFTD; If you dont grab the bull by the horns, your guaranteed to wade through a lot of bullshit.
Thanks for that Link Ac it looks really boring in a good way. Yes there is no shame in being one with the plant in fact my own father dabbled in this area. Unable to find direction he had business cards made up with the word PLANTER on it. That took guts on on the north shore of MA! There is a spot down the path that I've cut back but that was always there a mystical spot where two creeks meet. a point a hallowed ground for me. A land trust owns this land abutting mine but in my mind in this time it is mine I've been told Indians were there that arrowheads have ben found at that fork of waters one side they bathed and on the other they fished until what went down? theres a tingly feeling there in the wood. at the point. can't get cell phone reception anywhwhere you know the terrain is too up and down yet last sunday walking through my brotherinlaw for some reason had one.. and it rattled to life.... Dropping to his knees the broker exclaimed I can get a signal and proceeded to lose the momet of a hundred years... I found that strange... a point of communication there and no where else... I'm going to clear that whole area with rake and hand and sweat and toil. my back will be scraped by those thorns dear lord. f*ing thorns... I'll take the tics the rash whatever but when I clear that land and put a teepee there... and get myself one ofd those big long pipes... I'll sit there and just listen... why did they leave? When did they leave. Do they like me? I want my soul to be free of fear. The last owner died of lung cancer that's tripping me out.... Also a word on these gnats or I gather they are called " may " flies my wife and I have been trying to ignore them a cloud of buzzing up your nose and in your eye non nipping but oh so bothersome pests. I was really losing it I couldn't even play whiffle ball with my son. Game called on account of flying pests. Well I learned they come in May and GO AWAY so perhaps all is not lost in this ongoing battle with mother nature. A grindstone once turned on my property and now I cross the stream and mount the hill and go where no man has in a hundred years. ~stoney
"now I cross the stream and mount the hill and go where no man has in a hundred years." ~stoney I remember this spot in the Adirondacks while hiking, a stream with a waterfall deep in the woods. I felt the same way. No man has been here in a hundred years. This was a good feeling. As I traveled up the stream, I found a empty beer can.
Well the thought of the day is directed at the Mods who but for a brief instance in the beginning have always been good to me. A thread of mine on HALO was removed today and I don't care why- it's the freakin' internet; I put a jeffries upgrade piece in commonly available on google, I admit the market cap is a little small but I'm willing to risk big in an account overseen my very smart pros and they let me buy it and so that should account for something. Yes there are rules whatnot but I'm the hottest damn thing on this site and it would be a real tragedy to lose me. ~stoney
THERE IS A DAY There is a day in the city when everything changes. suddenly the seasons have switched. It's not about warmth we have had a few of those It's an attitude thing. People just all feel it. TODAY WAS THAT DAY It's the day the skirts are a little shorter and the nipples are popping through the spandex that ass looks really really good I don't care if she's smoking. Yes I'm married I've almost forgot sometimes girls are freakin' hot. eyes are met with eyes and suddenly winters grasp is broken spring as sprung as has the Bull My account & I have suddenly awoken. there is a day every year when you instantly want more more of this and more of that more time off and more sun further away islands with sand drift by my eyes as I walk the streets of New York. ~ stoney