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Well, at least one part of him hasn't changed. Thank God.

I have never seen the movie ET. Don't know why not, just haven't. But now it's become a kinda "thing" for me, almost a weird badge of honor, or at least distinction.

I hope someone can help this charming young man get his Rachmaninoff's. Yes, I know. Completely shameless. But still...

My tongue tires when thinking of the task before it, but is encouraged in the possibility suggested by the size of his "tool"box. Oh! And I see he's also brought a second screwdriver with him. What a thoughtful boy! I would just hope he's thinking what I'm thinking. Too, too perfect.

Had a great time there for several days -and nights!- years ago; even picked up a local working boy. Always wanted to go back but never got around to it. Now, too late. I'll be sad knowing it's no longer there. That sad list keeps getting longer.

In my working years, I acquired a reputation for being somewhat long-winded, which I preferred to mean thorough. Younger associates would panic if I began my answer to their question with, "Let me give you some background." Walking with a co-worker out of the building one evening, I realized I'd forgotten something and turned to go back for it. My walking companion said he'd wait for me. It took an exasperatingly long time to find the item, and when I went back to where I'd left my friend, I expected him to be long gone after the 20-minute delay. Surprisingly, however, he was still there, and greeted me with, "What happened? Somebody ask you what time it was?" My reputation knew no bounds, it seemed. One of my duties was to occasionally write step-by-step procedures for use by engineers or technicians. Rules for that type of writing - such as start a step with an action word, like "Open" or "Close" - tended to keep individual steps shorter and more concise. But some procedures in their whole could be quite lengthy, and I found providing adequate white space between steps and sections made the document more readable and less-prone to performance errors. When technology moved us from 81/2x11 paper to laptop screens, I successfully lobbied for maintaining the same reverence for white space, in recognition of the realities of text-to-eye-to-mind perception and processing by the human performer. Thoughtful placement of notes and page breaks can also add to readability and render a more pleasing-to-the-eye artistic result. The same dynamics prevail with almost any reader of any text in any medium, and should be warmly embraced by one and all.

Now this is a man I'd love to hear say to me, "Stick out your tongue and say "Aaahh."

A reviewer wrote: "I think this is someone using Brodies likeness to scam users." From everything I've read about Mr. Sinclair over the years, such a scam would seem to be an upgrade.

OMG! If you want me see the eyes on that last one, you've got to cover that thing up. It took me 20 seconds to realize the photo included his head. Excuse me, his other head.

Later, as he removed her bra, she asked, "Why were you wearing my bra?"

The eye tattoo is what you noticed?!? You've must have quite the eye yourself to find such detail in an ocean of ink. Well done!

Better that than him in your mouth.

Thank you for the reminder of this sad day in the history of our nation and of our species. We need to remember such days and learn. I would sometimes cry thinking of that sweet boy, tied to a fence on a cold Wyoming night, being kicked, punched, and hit with rocks by two men undeserving of that description because of their cowardice and cruelty, and the victim wondering "Why? Why do they hate and hurt me so? What have I done to merit this hate and this savagery?" And I cry even now thinking how long he lingered there, cold and isolated, as the life drained from him, his pain and tears being his only companions. How I would long to have held him, to comfort and console him, to make him know he was loved by so many in spite of being so hated by a few. The Matthew Shepard Memorial Page at godhatesfags.com - of Fred Phelps and Westboro Baptist infamy - was both a disgusting as well as typical expression of the hate of some towards Matthew, towards us, and towards our brothers and sisters. And I cry, too, because in the years between then and now this kind of hate has not disappeared from the hearts of men, and I do not how to change that. And because of that, I am sometimes comforted knowing there is less of life ahead of me than behind me, because sometimes the world feels too cold and too cruel to sustain the joy I must feel to thrive or even to survive. But the tears bring release and the release brings resolve and resolve gives birth to hope. VOTE! And change the world. Sorry - I was on a roll.

I didn't know these came three to a pack! That's much more convenient!

How about, just ask? If he's doing this with you, do you think you're the first? However you put it, he's probably heard it before. And if it turns into something more, you can both laugh about it later, over a nice candlelight dinner. And if it doesn't, you can each get on with your lives. Tempus fugit, from one who knows.

And one that gets easier with age. I love no longer caring whether someone approves of my clothes, my looks, my opinions, or me. It is, however, somewhat sad that this most liberating of attitudes comes so relatively late in life, or at least, in mine. Blessed be he who can have it sooner, being careful, of course, to not confuse it with rudeness or a callous disregard for others' honest sensibilities.

I've checked the Information tab and didn't find what I need there, so I'll ask here. First, how does one include a photo in one's post ? Second, if someone else's post contains more than one photo and you want to comment on only one of them, is it possible to have only that one photo appear in your reply, and -if yes- then how? Lastly, are instructions on how to do these things -tailored for the simple-minded- available somewhere on this site? Thanks given and forbearance begged for any assistance.

Melania bought her husband a parrot for his birthday. She told a friend, "The bird is so smart! Donald has already taught him to pronounce over 200 words!" "Wow, that's pretty impressive," said the friend, "but you realize that he just says the words. He doesn't really understand what they mean." "That's OK," Melania replied, "neither does the parrot."

Eggs Benedict, followed by two pieces of Boston Cream Pie. I know it's high calorie, high cholesterol, and high in every bad thing you can eat. But I think it's OK for me since it's only once every five or six years.

To repeat here my entry in the Imaginary Perfect Boyfriend thread: Doctor to a young male patient: "Do you smoke after sex?" Patient: "I don't know, I've never looked."

Doctor to a young male patient: "Do you smoke after sex?" Patient: "I don't know, I've never looked."

Sorry. Can't talk with my mouth full.

If he needs all he's holding to conceal his assets, I'm prepared to be impressed.

Bob told his work friend, Lee, that he was ready to to take his annual vacation, then added, "But this year I'm going to do something different." "Different how?" asked Lee. "Well, three years ago, you said to go to Hawaii. And I did. And my wife got pregnant." "Then, two years ago, you advised going to the Bahamas. So I did. And my wife got pregnant again." "Last year you said Tahiti was the in place for vacations, so Tahiti it was. And the wife got pregnant again." "So, what will do different this year" asked Lee. "This year," Bob said, "I'm taking the wife with me."

I think that long-term, a relationship with a football player would lead to disappointment. I've heard that most tight ends eventually become wide receivers.