So You Are Feeling Sorry For Yourself? Watch this...

Sunday Music Moment II-golden earring-twilight zone

Guys love to look at them But we have no idea what size they are

Yep, I am talking about your boobs, breasts, bosom, pick a name, we love them. But we are clueless on what size they are.

It's all numbers and letters and gibberish to us. Thirty something, letters? What the hell
And are the hips suppose to match? In numbers? What, no letters? Ah yes, cup size.

All this put together by the same people gave women's pant size numbers like 10 or 12 instead of how many inches around your waist really is.

confusing?

But we are not alone. I read an article recently that most woman are wearing the wrong bra size. So it is true, no one really knows what size they are.

And if this sounds like a bigger is better thing, think again. We don't really know what size we like. We just like them.

we
like
them
a lot

feel
free
to
show
them
off

and
don't
forget
about
the butt

oops
another
post
next
time

time
for
a few
cold ones!

ray

Three Musts...

"There are three musts that hold us back:

 I must do well.

 You must treat me well.

 And the world must be easy."

- Albert Ellis

borrowed from CoyotePrime

Sunday Music Moment-Dancing With Dolphins-Gato Barbieri

Sunday music moment




at least the coffee is warm

ray

RJ's Thoughts of the day

Men can understand being loved or being hated. indifference is another matter.

As stated in a previous post, a friendship between a man and a woman without sex can't possibly last long, at least from a man's point of view.

Ignorance of what goes on around you will be pointed out by future historians as the beginning of the end of personal freedoms.

To say or think that if I can make one person happy or change one persons life for the better is simply not enough. It is only a starting point.

Happiness is fleeting.

Breathing is important. Holding your breath and hoping someone will like you is a waste of time and energy. Besides, a blue face is not attractive.

To get out of a rut, one must fill the rut and move on, no matter how painful that might be.

a short thoughts post today as it is time for work.
time for a big slurp of contemplative coffee

ray

A Moment To Remember

I don't know anyone that doesn't like this scene from Dirty Dancing, a signature moment.
This couple took it a step further!
the little girl is so adorable, yes?





standing up and applauding
and not spilling my coffee

ray

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

Here down in south Florida we are blessed with clear, 

clean night time skies. 

 Even with the lights of the city, 

street lamps, garage lights, 

the night time sky is a wonder to behold.

The moon with its Cheshire 

cat grin, 

the big and little dipper,

different designs

that olden man saw

are still here today.

In the horizon

a planet shines

all a twinkly

making me

feel somewhat insignificant,

until I realized

that if I wasn't here to see it all

it wouldn't matter.

Even when it comes to man and nature

we need each other

and I hope in some small way

I am needed.

time for 

a significant cup

of coffee

ray  

Weapon Of Choice

I want to dance!




and except for the flying, I think I could do it!
and now for a back to my senses coffee

ray

Creationism: Intelligent design

In case you forgot how funny Robin Williams is...




coffee time

ray