Discussion in 'Odds & Ends' started by stringertom, May 16, 2014.
I'm sorry...it was dParis who jokingly stated the G4T thread headline reminded him of that feminine physical feature. Ignore me after accepting my apology!
Apology accepted and very good advice. She doesn't seem the type to be impressed by such things haha.
Today I was on my way to my run, and i saw the most beautiful BUMS in the world.
Just had to share this with you.
I am a little scared of you now
I got two cases due to the great deal I get via the USPTA. They're good on clay and indoors but fluff up very quickly on outdoor hard courts. Can't say that I'm overly impressed.
Same here. Sent, what sort of "runs" do you go on? Survival?
It's not wonder you run 5 min miles.
Those are his homeless dogs he befriends while out in the neighborhood...heartbreaking there are so many!:cry:
If that is my motivation then I wouldn't be able to keep it that way all the time. However, I'll aim and try for my personal best (hopefully) this coming Friday.
Evening runs in a park nearby, for fitness and fun. I don't know what "survival run" means technically, but for me they are, because I feel really alive when i run. For me to not run is a painful, meaningless life
Yes, there are so many females there who keep giving litters every six months, and very few survive. Very often these chaps are inbred and stunted, but this litter was looking really great.
A previous litter has resulted in this brother-sister pair I recently posted about whom I am great friends with. A third sibling (a sister) left them and moved into my neighbourhood (at the end of my lane). Reddish brown with a black nose/muzzle.
^^^They all have the chow-like curly tails. Is there an Indian breed similar to the chow?
Don't know where I heard it but someone said, people who likes/loves dogs go to heaven? True?
A sweet moment with Djokovic at the French Open. Someone mailed this to me.
Don't know about the chow, will have to look it up. We just have a generic mixed breed ... they come in several color combos often in the same litter:
- black and tan (my little one, 2 years old)
- reddish/brown (her mother)
- white with splotches (the 3 year old son)
If that heaven don't have dogs, then it ain't no heaven fer me. I'll go to where dogs go, heaven or hell.
One of the reasons I can't imagine moving to America (or any civilized country, if the opportunity arose) is that you don't have stray dogs there. That's one thing i can't give up.
Someday I will have children I hope. However, for the time being, is there a more beautiful feeling of relief? Uniquely one of the greatest things I have ever felt.
I just don't want to plunge into parenthood (yet), I kind of pleaded, ''Oh please, not now!''. However, I would have accepted it anyhow if it was meant to be. Whew, I can still do whatever it is that I do and breaking routine is not one of them.
I'd like to be a father at the age of 28 and no later than 31, but that is just me. I don't want to be Letterman's age when he sired Harry.
Right there with you. If it happened, I would not shun my responsibility. Like anyone, I just want to be prepared and give a child the best life possible. Right now I'm still working on my life. haha.
Yes, it's on the other side of The Rainbow Bridge and when you approach that hallowed space all the dogs in your life come and wag their tails at the return of their Master, wondering why it took you so long to come home!
Yes, I saw it live and smiled! Made me think of Nastase in one of his lighter moments with the umbrella thing!
David fooled around with Lady Di? That explains that red hair of Hal's!:twisted:
Don't think Dave was Lady Di's type but then who would have known Charles' type?
She needed humour (Br. sp.!) around all those dour Windsors. Dave made her laugh!
Four very sloshed Brits hopped on my cart tonight and directed me to pass their walking girlfriends further up the block. One gave me a nice tip before we even started so I hustled by all the girls while the guys were singing my praises ("Tom is our man...he's the best, etc."). When we passed them and came up to a traffic light, one of the guys fell out onto the sidewalk (bruised his cheek and his ego a bit!) but the injured bloke insisted on tipping me even more when the ride ended!
Turns out one of the ladies lives in my old stomping grounds in London (Earl's Court). We went on in conversation for 10 minutes about the neighborhood and how it's changed in the 40+ years since I lived there.
Nice end to my night!
Nice to reminisced about your time in Earl's Court. Hope the tips were in quids too. Good for you!
Dead President and Sec'y of Treasury!
Those who love black dogs or even hot dogs, go to heaven through a Stairway
Is this what you do for a living?
^^^ I promise my customers if they refrain from whipping me I will not wag my shaggy tail in their faces or create a need for a poop-catching bag under my arse.
I ride a biketaxi in Orlando's International Drive tourism zone.
Today on my way to my evening run, i saw one of those pups scampering around (all of them have begun wandering quite far from their 'area') ... i picked up the black and tan one, quite bewildered he was, and rubbed him all over my face, then let him go.
Was a wonderful moment.
It was awfully hot, tough to breathe, did 30 mins. Temp is in the mid 40's C (about 110-115F). No rain predicted for next week
Just call it a rickshaw.
Is the fare fixed or are tips expected to be given? Does it take twice as much strength to drive 2 passengers compared to 1 passenger, or is the drive chain very efficient and not require great pedaling effort?
If the surroundings in the dog butt photos you posted are representative, are you not concerned about disease from these stray dogs?
Or a pedicab.
I work exclusively on a tip basis. My bench is wide enough for 3 adults and my max pull one night was 930 pounds on a one-mile ride (3 college football linemen). I handled that ride well...downward slope and benign wind conditions. I have ridden empty (today) and worked harder into strong headwinds.
If I keep my equipment (and I do!) in good operating condition, my work is easier...chain lubed, good wheel axles and properly inflated high-pressure tires are a major positive to making the effort as manageable as possible. That being said, there are some rides you're gonna get that push your cardio and leg muscles to peak. I haven't maxed out yet in three years of doing it...that which doesn't kill you can only make you stronger.
If anyone wants a mid-life crisis overcome, try my job. I lost 30 pounds, 4 inches at my waist, 20 BP points (now 110/80) in my first four months. I started at age 58. I eat what I want (major improvement psychologically), look better, sleep better and really look forward every day to my work.
Weird! After lunch, I found an intentionally left ''racing post'' printout on my office table for the Epsom Derby this Saturday. Strange, what am I supposed to do? Study the form guide and hop on Victoria Station for the ride to Surrey and hopefully pick some winners?:-? It would've been okay if the racing post was accompanied with a tip but nada, not a single marking.:-|
I would be afraid of hernias and piles, and damage to the jewels, thought at 58+, the last should not matter.
A pleasant moment is when trash is blowing across the court but my steely focus allows me to continue my flawless forehand windshield wiper motion without a hitch. As follows:
This response and the gif above make it debatable which you know less about...tennis or anatomy. My jewels are like a Swiss-made timepiece...running better with time and properly encased in shock-proof protective wear when riding. Still no need for pharmaceutical pick-me-ups.
Big pharma is gonna hate you for this!
If there was such a thing as big tennis, sureshs would be on their hit list.
I had my singing lesson at University today and the singing teacher was extremely enamored with my voice.
I went red as a Lobster! But that left an indelible smile on my face afterwards!!
https://firstname.lastname@example.org,-5.124691,3a,75y,93.67h,97.34t/data=!3m5!1e1!3m3!1sdI55Y7jhb5M64QBDHFGekA!2e0!3e5!6m1!1e1 Falmouth Uni is a great place.
Good for u! Tenor? Baritone?
I'm told my deep set of vocal cords were wasted on a tin ear. I've also been told I must have attended Foulmouth University!:twisted:
These are actually myths.
The surrounding are usually worse.
The ones I brought up were born in a gutter where people would not put their foot. People threw their trash and peed in there. That never stopped me from picking them up and pressing them to my face. I often feed them directly with my hands, and let them lick / nibble my fingers.
As far as i know my immunity has increased a lot after i started handling stray dogs. There are several little children who want badly to pet these dogs but have been told by their moms that they'll get ill -- so they come and throw some biscuits or a slice of bread and go away, lol.
Senti is the Mother Teresa of the canine world! Sainthood awaits for you along with a large pack of wagging tails at the foot of The Rainbow Bridge.
Nice But whats the itchy movement about?
Maybe you are immune, but you might be spreading the germs to others. Make sure you don't touch anything or anyone without having a good bath if you pick up those dogs. Germs don't share or care about your good intentions.
Read my sig...it applies to you!
I am in fact taking a pro-biotic pill a day
sureshs, fact, pro, bionic and pill all on one screen line of my phone? Embergian moment...oh My!
Will have to run to the Apple store to see what they have to fight the virus this will cause my phone to suffer from!
Less than a year ago I saw Gulbis throwing a tantrum on an outer court at the USO. He literally threw his racket at us. I walked around the court and under its small outer bleachers workers where using power tools! Welcome to NY. He just couldn't keep it together and went down in flames. It wasn't a pretty sight and now he's putting it together at the FO.
It was an incredible day even by USO standards. I saw Ferrer, Gasquet, Tomic, Klahn & etc. AND a few beers at the Heineken House with friends rounded out the day.
I prefer my pedicab driver like this:
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