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10 October, 2008 at 3:26 pm #377296
“The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men,
Gang aft agley,
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promis’d joy! “
(Rabbie Burns)And so it is. I avoid planning ahead where possible, mainly because I hate being tied down to anything, but also owing to my preference for impromptu gatherings, sudden decisions to take off to the sea or the mountains, or a jam with fiddles, guitars, mandolin, squeezebox and bodhran in our local bothy; I can spend an entire weekend in the Kelvinhall Art Galleries in Glasgow’s West End, or watching my hubby at rehearsals, or sit painting while he and his mates scale the Buachaille Etive Mor or maybe the Cuillin Ridge.
Then there’s the bikes..the thrill of bombing along through Rannoch Moor or hurtling down the treacherous old drover’s road.. Bealach nam Bo..towards Applecross.
So..yeah I love weekends..there’s a magical tinge to a Saturday sunrise..but like the sunshine I am as whimsically inconsistent..so if y’all wanna make plans for the weekend and they include me..make sure they’re flexible. :wink:10 October, 2008 at 2:50 pm #380533Here are some interesting takes on the subject..sorta..
“What is peculiar to modern societies is not that they consigned sex to a shadow existence, but that they dedicated themselves to speaking of it ad infinitum, while exploiting it as the secret.”
-Michel Foucault“I like my sex the way I play basketball, one on one with as little dribbling as possible.”
-Leslie Nielsen“I wouldn’t recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone, but they’ve always worked for me.”
-Hunter S. Thompson“Humans are the only animal who can have sex over the phone.”
-Dave Letterman“Whoever called it necking was a poor judge of anatomy.”
-Groucho Marx“Men get laid, but women get screwed.”
-Quentin CrispSnaps shut chastity belt and throws key down a well. :roll:
10 October, 2008 at 2:32 pm #379693Esmeralda gracefully accepts your kind offer to quiz, at your leisure and her pleasure. 8)
10 October, 2008 at 2:02 pm #346693We are all going to hell, girls..not in a handcart..but by foot..over every jagged hot coal of the way..
10 October, 2008 at 1:47 pm #379713A clever interpretation of JABBERWOCKY, FMN. Yours is obviously an exceedingly inventive mind. 8)
10 October, 2008 at 12:55 pm #64647BREASTS
10 October, 2008 at 12:54 pm #373983Rustling about inside Esme’s drawers which as was mentioned before..could only be opened by a…
10 October, 2008 at 12:50 pm #380518A lovely vid of the boys here in..
Harlequin
Came the night a mist dissolved the trees
And in the broken light colours fly, fading by.
Pale and cold as figures fill the glade
Grey is the web they spin, on and on, and on and on.
Through the flame still summer lingers on
Though her pictures soon shatter.All, always the same.
But there appears in the shades of dawning,
Though your eyes are dim,
All of the pieces in the sky.There was once a harvest in this land.
Reap from the turquoise sky, harlequin, harlequin,
Dancing round, three children fill the glade,
Theirs was the laughter in the winding stream, and in between.
Close your door, the picture fades again
From the flames in the firelight.All, always the same,
But there appears in the shades of dawning,
Though your eyes are dim,
All of the pieces in the sky.All, all is not lost,
And light appears in the shades of dawning
When your eyes can see
Order the pieces, put them back, put them back.10 October, 2008 at 12:18 pm #380516Is it really true what they’re saying
Are you really sure there’s nobody come for me
When I’m walking home there is no-one
Once there was a house, full of laughter – so warm
Trying to pretend there is someone
Someone who will care when I need itI will now receive my comfort, conjured by the magic power of wine
Just a drink, I’ll get that drink, and I’m feeling good
Just a drink, I’ll get that drink, and I’m feeling fine
Just a drink to take my sorrow
Just a drink and you can blast tomorrow
Just a drink to make me feel like a man again
Now I’m downWhen I walk outside, there is nowhere
Children follow me, with their laughter – so cold…
Casting just a glance at the churchyard
Casting just a glance, at my painted female friend.Now I’m on my way, I am falling
Got to find some ‘elp, ooh I will need that nowSo I will receive my comfort, conjured by the magic power of wine
Just a drink, I’ll get that drink, and I’m feeling good
Just a drink, I’ll get that drink, and I’m feeling fine
Just a drink to take my sorrow
Just a drink and you can blast tomorrow
Just a drink to make me feel like a man again
Now I’m down…I will now receive my comfort, conjured by the magic power of wine
Just a drink, I’ll get that drink, and I’m feeling good
Just a drink, I’ll get that drink, and I’m feeling fine
Just a drink to take my sorrow
Just a drink and you can blast tomorrow, now…10 October, 2008 at 12:10 pm #64641FEATHER
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