It's gotten to the point where it's a tough task to find the particular .jpg so when you see one that radiates, you think you should stop and begin writing something. But that's like ejacking then trying to create the motion that delivered it. So nuance says "you can say pussy willow but you can't say pussy riot without inferring the cooch". It says that you are being controlled, not just guided. You must widen your vista and cream on the colors. The down side of collective memory is the taint from the "paid to say this" crowd. Trust but verify. More verify than trust. Shilling is next to godliness but exaltations stretch the pant leg seam. I exalt because concealed ecstasy lets in grandstanding proclamations.

That tooth thing and the skin reptilication bring FUUUUUU !! into the frame but straighten up and fly right.

After having taken care of the morning's first need of attention, I saw a scene in a Denzel movie that sped thru this concept of tough moral guy falls for real gal and the adventures are marvelous. Diversion from dwelling on how much I miss her them. This less-than-full ass here does something else instead of woe-is-me in the script. It centers on a well mothballed homestead and the woopee in store for their arrival.

Pancakes were OK this morning. Good vibrations = elevated expectations and that's the reason we love life.