Yes, I like your guts, too! But I think your outside appearance is much more preferable to seeing your innards. I've seen what animals do to exposed innards. Ugh.
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Tami Von Zalez said…
The best part of this post are the "You might also likes" posted below with your Dammit, Jim, I'm a Blogger Not a Photographer. Touche~
It makes perfect sense to take pictures at the doctor's office. There's usually a bad crop of magazines. I love taking pictures while waiting for the doctor ito enter the exam room. I take pictures of the charts on the wall. It's a hobby.
I know, I know, I know I should have reported in before now. But sometimes real life just gets in the way. I attempted 5 books in November. I say attempted because I slapped a big DNF (did not finish) on Neal Stephenson's Cryptonomicon. I just can't seem to get into this guy. It's the second or third of his I've given up on, Not so the other four, starting with a biography of Stephen Stills called Change Partners. This followed by a hilarious biography of the guy responsible for National Lampoon called A Stupid and Futile Gesture - How Doug Kenney and National Lampoon Changed Comedy Forever. I ended the month reading yet another biography, this one of the man behind Rolling Stone magazine,. It was called Sticky Fingers: The Life and Times of Jann Wenner and Rolling Stone Magazine. A fascinating read. So last month I hit the magic number 50 I'd imagined for myself back in January. If I roll this month into my yearly total I'm at 54 books. And I still hav...
A long time ago, when I was 22, my first child was born. That kid grew up on a little Canadian kid's show called Polka Dot Door, produced by the TV Ontario network. And Dad, more often than not, sat through those shows with his little one. Nine or so years later when a brother, and a year after that when a sister came along number one son was moving on to Knight Rider and The Dukes of Hazzard. But there was a nice overlap where his siblings picked up where he had left off with Polka Dot Door. And Dad was right there to welcome them. So you're looking at a Polka Dot Door veteran. The show began in 1971 and ran to 1993. I didn't watch the full run but I did get in my fair share. The formula was pretty simple. A young male and female host, which seemed to change every week, sang songs, told stories, made crafts and generally did their best stimulate little brains. The show opened as follows... Imagination Day! Oh boy! ...
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http://nonamedufus.blogspot.ca/2012/09/dammit-jim-im-blogger-not-photographer.html
I had NO CLUE what to use for today's theme.
You, however, are perfect inside and out. And no, that's not me asking you for a date.