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Third base can be fun especially if you are not really ready to get home.

Purple is a fascinating color and Kow.  

Purple is a fascinating color and Kow.  

Purple is a fascinating color and Kow.  

Just like my usual penis.  God given enhancement.  

These are niche sports bascially played by those wealthy enough to afford the lessons and the equipment.  No doubt they require great skill, but there is very little mass appeal.  The ice skating women wil sometimes grab attention and the US Hockey team had that one amazing performance.  However, those are not generators of enough buzz to carry over to other winter sports.  However, the men's speed skating uniforms do raise some interest from me.  

I have stopped and rendered aid for all sorts of issues.  I intervened in a domestic violence/kidnapping.  I’ve pulled over to pull a father away from trying to fight a fully-involved fire in his family’s minivan by beating at it with his jacket (exploding shock absorbers could have killed him and he was breathing really toxic smoke).  I performed the Heimlich Maneuver on a patron at a restaurant.  
I take classes on emergency medicine.  I carry a lot of medical gear in my hatchback.  Helping people in need led me to a career in public safety before I decided to become an engineer and still work in safety-related work for my career.  It’s part of who I am.

Yeah the road runner saw his shadow here in Palm Springs, I guess that means we will have 52 more weeks of sun.  

Yeah the road runner saw his shadow here in Palm Springs, I guess that means we will have 52 more weeks of sun.  

Last night, coming home from the gym I pulled into my garage.  Unbeknownst to me, the garage door did not go all the way down and as I opened the door to my home my dogs came into the garage.  I turned on the light to see the door opened just enough for the dogs to get out.  Surprisingly. when I called them the two younger dogs came right back in the house, but the 12 year old kept walking.  After the first two were secured, I went out after the old dog.  It was very dark night in Palm Springs and I live on a fairly busy street.  Initially, I could not see the dog.  In my haste, I left my phone inside the house. Then I caught a glimpse of motion and she was about one house away.  I started after her and she continued to walk along the edge of the busy road.  I grew more and more panicked and started to speed up to catch her.  My acceleration coincided with there being a speed bump in thje road which I did not see.  I tripped and face planted into the road.  I did not lose consciousness but I was bleedimg from my head and my left arm and left leg were brusied.  I attempted to get up without success.  
The first car that passed by stopped and the pregnant women, a nurse, grabbed the dog.  She brought the dog to me but could not help me up as she was probably 9 months into her pregnancy.  I would say ten to fifteen cars went around her car, shining their headlights on me sprawled on the pavement.  Most did not even slow down.  After about 5 minutes, which felt like hours, and several attempts to fight through the pain to stand, a car stooped and with that driver's assistance and a slight nudge from the nurse, I was able to stand.  Eventually I was able to get the dog in the garage.
Today 'I am very sore.  Large bruise on the left arm.  But considering, not too bad/.
My question is, how many of you would have stopped and helped and how many would have just passed on by.  I know some will say that it depends on where you were going, but I think that arguement is specious.    So stop or go?

A few weeks ago, a visiting friend and I were on the way to the gym.  As we approached a trafic light which was red, there was a stopped car with the door open and a man handing out of the driver's seat.  I pulled up next to him to ask if he needed help and he seemed reluctant but finally said yes.  My friend got out and the man had been trying to adjust his seat and the flexible watch band had gotten enlangled in such a way that he was pinned in the awkward position in which we found him.  It took about  ten mionutes to extricate him.  Again it was a busy street but no one else stopped.  I would like to believe if we had not come by, someone else who passed by, seeing his awakward position, would have stopped.  I for the most part, only put on the emergency flashed in both cars and waved cars to slow down.  
I never heard of someone being a literal prisoner of time.  

Well it is good that you have not been able to identify the ones that do not.  

Last night, coming home from the gym I pulled into my garage.  Unbeknownst to me, the garage door did not go all the way down and as I opened the door to my home my dogs came into the garage.  I turned on the light to see the door opened just enough for the dogs to get out.  Surprisingly. when I called them the two younger dogs came right back in the house, but the 12 year old kept walking.  After the first two were secured, I went out after the old dog.  It was very dark night in Palm Springs and I live on a fairly busy street.  Initially, I could not see the dog.  In my haste, I left my phone inside the house. Then I caught a glimpse of motion and she was about one house away.  I started after her and she continued to walk along the edge of the busy road.  I grew more and more panicked and started to speed up to catch her.  My acceleration coincided with there being a speed bump in thje road which I did not see.  I tripped and face planted into the road.  I did not lose consciousness but I was bleedimg from my head and my left arm and left leg were brusied.  I attempted to get up without success.  
The first car that passed by stopped and the pregnant women, a nurse, grabbed the dog.  She brought the dog to me but could not help me up as she was probably 9 months into her pregnancy.  I would say ten to fifteen cars went around her car, shining their headlights on me sprawled on the pavement.  Most did not even slow down.  After about 5 minutes, which felt like hours, and several attempts to fight through the pain to stand, a car stooped and with that driver's assistance and a slight nudge from the nurse, I was able to stand.  Eventually I was able to get the dog in the garage.
Today 'I am very sore.  Large bruise on the left arm.  But considering, not too bad/.
My question is, how many of you would have stopped and helped and how many would have just passed on by.  I know some will say that it depends on where you were going, but I think that arguement is specious.    So stop or go?

Last night, coming home from the gym I pulled into my garage.  Unbeknownst to me, the garage door did not go all the way down and as I opened the door to my home my dogs came into the garage.  I turned on the light to see the door opened just enough for the dogs to get out.  Surprisingly. when I called them the two younger dogs came right back in the house, but the 12 year old kept walking.  After the first two were secured, I went out after the old dog.  It was very dark night in Palm Springs and I live on a fairly busy street.  Initially, I could not see the dog.  In my haste, I left my phone inside the house. Then I caught a glimpse of motion and she was about one house away.  I started after her and she continued to walk along the edge of the busy road.  I grew more and more panicked and started to speed up to catch her.  My acceleration coincided with there being a speed bump in thje road which I did not see.  I tripped and face planted into the road.  I did not lose consciousness but I was bleedimg from my head and my left arm and left leg were brusied.  I attempted to get up without success.  
The first car that passed by stopped and the pregnant women, a nurse, grabbed the dog.  She brought the dog to me but could not help me up as she was probably 9 months into her pregnancy.  I would say ten to fifteen cars went around her car, shining their headlights on me sprawled on the pavement.  Most did not even slow down.  After about 5 minutes, which felt like hours, and several attempts to fight through the pain to stand, a car stooped and with that driver's assistance and a slight nudge from the nurse, I was able to stand.  Eventually I was able to get the dog in the garage.
Today 'I am very sore.  Large bruise on the left arm.  But considering, not too bad/.
My question is, how many of you would have stopped and helped and how many would have just passed on by.  I know some will say that it depends on where you were going, but I think that arguement is specious.    So stop or go?

Yeah the road runner saw his shadow here in Palm Springs, I guess that means we will have 52 more weeks of sun.  

I played bridge regularly in high school and college.  After college, not many people played any more. When they took the bridge column out of the newspaper, i knew the game was dying.  I did not realize that newspapers were dying too.  I sometimes take a deck of cards and play out bridge hands I have dealt out.  I almost always win.  

A few weeks ago, a visiting friend and I were on the way to the gym.  As we approached a trafic light which was red, there was a stopped car with the door open and a man handing out of the driver's seat.  I pulled up next to him to ask if he needed help and he seemed reluctant but finally said yes.  My friend got out and the man had been trying to adjust his seat and the flexible watch band had gotten enlangled in such a way that he was pinned in the awkward position in which we found him.  It took about  ten mionutes to extricate him.  Again it was a busy street but no one else stopped.  I would like to believe if we had not come by, someone else who passed by, seeing his awakward position, would have stopped.  I for the most part, only put on the emergency flashed in both cars and waved cars to slow down.  
I never heard of someone being a literal prisoner of time.  

Last night, coming home from the gym I pulled into my garage.  Unbeknownst to me, the garage door did not go all the way down and as I opened the door to my home my dogs came into the garage.  I turned on the light to see the door opened just enough for the dogs to get out.  Surprisingly. when I called them the two younger dogs came right back in the house, but the 12 year old kept walking.  After the first two were secured, I went out after the old dog.  It was very dark night in Palm Springs and I live on a fairly busy street.  Initially, I could not see the dog.  In my haste, I left my phone inside the house. Then I caught a glimpse of motion and she was about one house away.  I started after her and she continued to walk along the edge of the busy road.  I grew more and more panicked and started to speed up to catch her.  My acceleration coincided with there being a speed bump in thje road which I did not see.  I tripped and face planted into the road.  I did not lose consciousness but I was bleedimg from my head and my left arm and left leg were brusied.  I attempted to get up without success.  
The first car that passed by stopped and the pregnant women, a nurse, grabbed the dog.  She brought the dog to me but could not help me up as she was probably 9 months into her pregnancy.  I would say ten to fifteen cars went around her car, shining their headlights on me sprawled on the pavement.  Most did not even slow down.  After about 5 minutes, which felt like hours, and several attempts to fight through the pain to stand, a car stooped and with that driver's assistance and a slight nudge from the nurse, I was able to stand.  Eventually I was able to get the dog in the garage.
Today 'I am very sore.  Large bruise on the left arm.  But considering, not too bad/.
My question is, how many of you would have stopped and helped and how many would have just passed on by.  I know some will say that it depends on where you were going, but I think that arguement is specious.    So stop or go?

Oliver, the host of the April Pool Party has arrived to great pomp and circumstance here in Palm Springs.  I expect planning for the festivities to start this week during a lunch we are having.  So those who are still undecided, it has always been a good time with like minded men many of them in appropriate pool attire or less at some time during the weekend.  

Yeah the road runner saw his shadow here in Palm Springs, I guess that means we will have 52 more weeks of sun.  

Oliver, the host of the April Pool Party has arrived to great pomp and circumstance here in Palm Springs.  I expect planning for the festivities to start this week during a lunch we are having.  So those who are still undecided, it has always been a good time with like minded men many of them in appropriate pool attire or less at some time during the weekend.  

Oliver, the host of the April Pool Party has arrived to great pomp and circumstance here in Palm Springs.  I expect planning for the festivities to start this week during a lunch we are having.  So those who are still undecided, it has always been a good time with like minded men many of them in appropriate pool attire or less at some time during the weekend.  

Oliver, the host of the April Pool Party has arrived to great pomp and circumstance here in Palm Springs.  I expect planning for the festivities to start this week during a lunch we are having.  So those who are still undecided, it has always been a good time with like minded men many of them in appropriate pool attire or less at some time during the weekend.  

I played bridge regularly in high school and college.  After college, not many people played any more. When they took the bridge column out of the newspaper, i knew the game was dying.  I did not realize that newspapers were dying too.  I sometimes take a deck of cards and play out bridge hands I have dealt out.  I almost always win.  

Oliver, the host of the April Pool Party has arrived to great pomp and circumstance here in Palm Springs.  I expect planning for the festivities to start this week during a lunch we are having.  So those who are still undecided, it has always been a good time with like minded men many of them in appropriate pool attire or less at some time during the weekend.