Super Bowl Nutrition

It's estimated that the average caloric consumption for the entire day of the Super Bowl is somewhere around SIX Thousand Calories.
Let's compare that to an average size male adult who should consume somewhere between 2,000 and 2,500 calories a day (exact figure is contingent upon lean mass and daily activity).
During the actual game, it's estimated that the average Super Bowl viewer intakes twenty four hundred calories.
Well, that's the equivalent to perhaps four straight hours of AGGRESSIVE exercise...

Baked Bologna Recipe
http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/emerils-favorite-brown-sugar-crusted-baked-bologna-recipe.html

Bon Appetit people


and for those of us motivated to stay in shape....
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=l_vqFq7J9vs

Lite from a Vegan Eye

For the vegan blogger readers that grace my world of words...
Even in bouts of conflict...let's agree over what we have disagreed on....and place those differences aside just long enough to gain a greater insight.
Here is a voice that comforts certain sensitive issues, a voice other than my own:

http://www.soulfulspoon.com

How many ping pongs can you juggle?????

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=U1vSZf2JSpI

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Exvo4672I-w

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=E9bCWbQ1A5s


How about diablos?
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=GX_mI_XuDkM


and then we have Michael who's lucky that he didn't give himself a concussion
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=2nzcV3C57J0

What is the Meaning of Life?

I have my own personal beliefs as what 'Is' the meaning of life.
I would gladly take time out of my not so busy schedule and philosophize with you if you so choose it wish...I promise to be scientific, reasonable and interesting.
(A side that isn't as transparent to the naked ignorant eye)
But, it's a discussion that I will not be making at this very moment.
(Boo who you!)
Instead, I give the honors to a fellow that I keep in high regards.
Not, my exact argument...but, at the very same time...not all that different.

Enjoy the treat,
Furthermore...I hope
That it will make you think

(Thinking beyond the immediate is what makes us human)


"What is the meaning of Life"
by Neil deGrasse Tyson

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ZhGMOgkgabk

Addiction, a Better Idea of What You're Dealing With

It is now one hundred years since drugs were first banned -- and all through this long century of waging war on drugs, we have been told a story about addiction by our teachers and by our governments. This story is so deeply ingrained in our minds that we take it for granted. It seems obvious. It seems manifestly true. Until I set off three and a half years ago on a 30,000-mile journey for my new book, Chasing The Scream: The First And Last Days of the War on Drugs, to figure out what is really driving the drug war, I believed it too. But what I learned on the road is that almost everything we have been told about addiction is wrong -- and there is a very different story waiting for us, if only we are ready to hear it.

If we truly absorb this new story, we will have to change a lot more than the drug war. We will have to change ourselves.

I learned it from an extraordinary mixture of people I met on my travels. From the surviving friends of Billie Holiday, who helped me to learn how the founder of the war on drugs stalked and helped to kill her. From a Jewish doctor who was smuggled out of the Budapest ghetto as a baby, only to unlock the secrets of addiction as a grown man. From a transsexual crack dealer in Brooklyn who was conceived when his mother, a crack-addict, was raped by his father, an NYPD officer. From a man who was kept at the bottom of a well for two years by a torturing dictatorship, only to emerge to be elected President of Uruguay and to begin the last days of the war on drugs.

I had a quite personal reason to set out for these answers. One of my earliest memories as a kid is trying to wake up one of my relatives, and not being able to. Ever since then, I have been turning over the essential mystery of addiction in my mind -- what causes some people to become fixated on a drug or a behavior until they can't stop? How do we help those people to come back to us? As I got older, another of my close relatives developed a cocaine addiction, and I fell into a relationship with a heroin addict. I guess addiction felt like home to me.

If you had asked me what causes drug addiction at the start, I would have looked at you as if you were an idiot, and said: "Drugs. Duh." It's not difficult to grasp. I thought I had seen it in my own life. We can all explain it. Imagine if you and I and the next twenty people to pass us on the street take a really potent drug for twenty days. There are strong chemical hooks in these drugs, so if we stopped on day twenty-one, our bodies would need the chemical. We would have a ferocious craving. We would be addicted. That's what addiction means.

One of the ways this theory was first established is through rat experiments -- ones that were injected into the American psyche in the 1980s, in a famous advert by the Partnership for a Drug-Free America. You may remember it. The experiment is simple. Put a rat in a cage, alone, with two water bottles. One is just water. The other is water laced with heroin or cocaine. Almost every time you run this experiment, the rat will become obsessed with the drugged water, and keep coming back for more and more, until it kills itself.

The advert explains: "Only one drug is so addictive, nine out of ten laboratory rats will use it. And use it. And use it. Until dead. It's called cocaine. And it can do the same thing to you."

But in the 1970s, a professor of Psychology in Vancouver called Bruce Alexander noticed something odd about this experiment. The rat is put in the cage all alone. It has nothing to do but take the drugs. What would happen, he wondered, if we tried this differently? So Professor Alexander built Rat Park. It is a lush cage where the rats would have colored balls and the best rat-food and tunnels to scamper down and plenty of friends: everything a rat about town could want. What, Alexander wanted to know, will happen then?

In Rat Park, all the rats obviously tried both water bottles, because they didn't know what was in them. But what happened next was startling.

The rats with good lives didn't like the drugged water. They mostly shunned it, consuming less than a quarter of the drugs the isolated rats used. None of them died. While all the rats who were alone and unhappy became heavy users, none of the rats who had a happy environment did.

At first, I thought this was merely a quirk of rats, until I discovered that there was -- at the same time as the Rat Park experiment -- a helpful human equivalent taking place. It was called the Vietnam War. Time magazine reported using heroin was "as common as chewing gum" among U.S. soldiers, and there is solid evidence to back this up: some 20 percent of U.S. soldiers had become addicted to heroin there, according to a study published in the Archives of General Psychiatry. Many people were understandably terrified; they believed a huge number of addicts were about the head home when the war ended.

But in fact some 95 percent of the addicted soldiers -- according to the same study -- simply stopped. Very few had rehab. They shifted from a terrifying cage back to a pleasant one, so didn't want the drug any more.

Professor Alexander argues this discovery is a profound challenge both to the right-wing view that addiction is a moral failing caused by too much hedonistic partying, and the liberal view that addiction is a disease taking place in a chemically hijacked brain. In fact, he argues, addiction is an adaptation. It's not you. It's your cage.

After the first phase of Rat Park, Professor Alexander then took this test further. He reran the early experiments, where the rats were left alone, and became compulsive users of the drug. He let them use for fifty-seven days -- if anything can hook you, it's that. Then he took them out of isolation, and placed them in Rat Park. He wanted to know, if you fall into that state of addiction, is your brain hijacked, so you can't recover? Do the drugs take you over? What happened is -- again -- striking. The rats seemed to have a few twitches of withdrawal, but they soon stopped their heavy use, and went back to having a normal life. The good cage saved them. (The full references to all the studies I am discussing are in the book.)

When I first learned about this, I was puzzled. How can this be? This new theory is such a radical assault on what we have been told that it felt like it could not be true. But the more scientists I interviewed, and the more I looked at their studies, the more I discovered things that don't seem to make sense -- unless you take account of this new approach.

Here's one example of an experiment that is happening all around you, and may well happen to you one day. If you get run over today and you break your hip, you will probably be given diamorphine, the medical name for heroin. In the hospital around you, there will be plenty of people also given heroin for long periods, for pain relief. The heroin you will get from the doctor will have a much higher purity and potency than the heroin being used by street-addicts, who have to buy from criminals who adulterate it. So if the old theory of addiction is right -- it's the drugs that cause it; they make your body need them -- then it's obvious what should happen. Loads of people should leave the hospital and try to score smack on the streets to meet their habit.

But here's the strange thing: It virtually never happens. As the Canadian doctor Gabor Mate was the first to explain to me, medical users just stop, despite months of use. The same drug, used for the same length of time, turns street-users into desperate addicts and leaves medical patients unaffected.

If you still believe -- as I used to -- that addiction is caused by chemical hooks, this makes no sense. But if you believe Bruce Alexander's theory, the picture falls into place. The street-addict is like the rats in the first cage, isolated, alone, with only one source of solace to turn to. The medical patient is like the rats in the second cage. She is going home to a life where she is surrounded by the people she loves. The drug is the same, but the environment is different.

This gives us an insight that goes much deeper than the need to understand addicts. Professor Peter Cohen argues that human beings have a deep need to bond and form connections. It's how we get our satisfaction. If we can't connect with each other, we will connect with anything we can find -- the whirr of a roulette wheel or the prick of a syringe. He says we should stop talking about 'addiction' altogether, and instead call it 'bonding.' A heroin addict has bonded with heroin because she couldn't bond as fully with anything else.

So the opposite of addiction is not sobriety. It is human connection.

When I learned all this, I found it slowly persuading me, but I still couldn't shake off a nagging doubt. Are these scientists saying chemical hooks make no difference? It was explained to me -- you can become addicted to gambling, and nobody thinks you inject a pack of cards into your veins. You can have all the addiction, and none of the chemical hooks. I went to a Gamblers' Anonymous meeting in Las Vegas (with the permission of everyone present, who knew I was there to observe) and they were as plainly addicted as the cocaine and heroin addicts I have known in my life. Yet there are no chemical hooks on a craps table.

But still, surely, I asked, there is some role for the chemicals? It turns out there is an experiment which gives us the answer to this in quite precise terms, which I learned about in Richard DeGrandpre's book The Cult of Pharmacology.

Everyone agrees cigarette smoking is one of the most addictive processes around. The chemical hooks in tobacco come from a drug inside it called nicotine. So when nicotine patches were developed in the early 1990s, there was a huge surge of optimism -- cigarette smokers could get all of their chemical hooks, without the other filthy (and deadly) effects of cigarette smoking. They would be freed.

But the Office of the Surgeon General has found that just 17.7 percent of cigarette smokers are able to stop using nicotine patches. That's not nothing. If the chemicals drive 17.7 percent of addiction, as this shows, that's still millions of lives ruined globally. But what it reveals again is that the story we have been taught about The Cause of Addiction lying with chemical hooks is, in fact, real, but only a minor part of a much bigger picture.

This has huge implications for the one-hundred-year-old war on drugs. This massive war -- which, as I saw, kills people from the malls of Mexico to the streets of Liverpool -- is based on the claim that we need to physically eradicate a whole array of chemicals because they hijack people's brains and cause addiction. But if drugs aren't the driver of addiction -- if, in fact, it is disconnection that drives addiction -- then this makes no sense.

Ironically, the war on drugs actually increases all those larger drivers of addiction. For example, I went to a prison in Arizona -- 'Tent City' -- where inmates are detained in tiny stone isolation cages ('The Hole') for weeks and weeks on end to punish them for drug use. It is as close to a human recreation of the cages that guaranteed deadly addiction in rats as I can imagine. And when those prisoners get out, they will be unemployable because of their criminal record -- guaranteeing they with be cut off ever more. I watched this playing out in the human stories I met across the world.

There is an alternative. You can build a system that is designed to help drug addicts to reconnect with the world -- and so leave behind their addictions.

This isn't theoretical. It is happening. I have seen it. Nearly fifteen years ago, Portugal had one of the worst drug problems in Europe, with 1 percent of the population addicted to heroin. They had tried a drug war, and the problem just kept getting worse. So they decided to do something radically different. They resolved to decriminalize all drugs, and transfer all the money they used to spend on arresting and jailing drug addicts, and spend it instead on reconnecting them -- to their own feelings, and to the wider society. The most crucial step is to get them secure housing, and subsidized jobs so they have a purpose in life, and something to get out of bed for. I watched as they are helped, in warm and welcoming clinics, to learn how to reconnect with their feelings, after years of trauma and stunning them into silence with drugs.

One example I learned about was a group of addicts who were given a loan to set up a removals firm. Suddenly, they were a group, all bonded to each other, and to the society, and responsible for each other's care.

The results of all this are now in. An independent study by the British Journal of Criminology found that since total decriminalization, addiction has fallen, and injecting drug use is down by 50 percent. I'll repeat that: injecting drug use is down by 50 percent. Decriminalization has been such a manifest success that very few people in Portugal want to go back to the old system. The main campaigner against the decriminalization back in 2000 was Joao Figueira, the country's top drug cop. He offered all the dire warnings that we would expect from the Daily Mail or Fox News. But when we sat together in Lisbon, he told me that everything he predicted had not come to pass -- and he now hopes the whole world will follow Portugal's example.

This isn't only relevant to the addicts I love. It is relevant to all of us, because it forces us to think differently about ourselves. Human beings are bonding animals. We need to connect and love. The wisest sentence of the twentieth century was E.M. Forster's -- "only connect." But we have created an environment and a culture that cut us off from connection, or offer only the parody of it offered by the Internet. The rise of addiction is a symptom of a deeper sickness in the way we live -- constantly directing our gaze towards the next shiny object we should buy, rather than the human beings all around us.

The writer George Monbiot has called this "the age of loneliness." We have created human societies where it is easier for people to become cut off from all human connections than ever before. Bruce Alexander -- the creator of Rat Park -- told me that for too long, we have talked exclusively about individual recovery from addiction. We need now to talk about social recovery -- how we all recover, together, from the sickness of isolation that is sinking on us like a thick fog.

But this new evidence isn't just a challenge to us politically. It doesn't just force us to change our minds. It forces us to change our hearts.

Loving an addict is really hard. When I looked at the addicts I love, it was always tempting to follow the tough love advice doled out by reality shows like Intervention -- tell the addict to shape up, or cut them off. Their message is that an addict who won't stop should be shunned. It's the logic of the drug war, imported into our private lives. But in fact, I learned, that will only deepen their addiction -- and you may lose them altogether. I came home determined to tie the addicts in my life closer to me than ever -- to let them know I love them unconditionally, whether they stop, or whether they can't.

When I returned from my long journey, I looked at my ex-boyfriend, in withdrawal, trembling on my spare bed, and I thought about him differently. For a century now, we have been singing war songs about addicts. It occurred to me as I wiped his brow, we should have been singing love songs to them all along.




Article by Johann Hari
"Addiction Has Been Discovered, and It Is Not What You Think"

No Dumb Questions, but dumb people can ask them

Truth be told, and tale a lie I should...!
I am your Siracha in everybody's Bobochacha.
Jealous?
Don't be...
Before you know it...
(Two decades and three Kids later)
You'll ask for a divorce and half of everything that I don't owe a dollar and a dream on...
What happened to this?
Us?
Our Dreamz?
Those were the good ole days
With my good ole memories...
Dusty, drawn and contaminated
I yearn for a life that once was cloaked by a fog
Misty, damp and dirty
D E N S E
We had our run
We had our fun
The smartest thing I did was stupid
and stupid was my smartest move
So I live
I will learn
Teach if I can
and Never Ever forget
The Tale of Our Truth
Which, in the end was simply, our dumbest Lie


ps
Nobody does nonsense the way that I make no sense!

Test this tos ter one

Marlene Zuk, professor of ecology, dvolution and behavior at the University of Minnesota, notes in her forthcoming book Paleofantasy: What Evolution Really Tells Us About Sex, Diet and How We Live that “conventional wisdom holds that men are unreliable long-term mates because they’re always questing for new partners, but “what if the urge to find a new mate is ameliorated by the experience of fatherhood itself?”

In a long-term study of 600 men in the Philippines, anthropologist Lee Gettler of Northwestern University measured the men’s testosterone and predicted those with higher testosterone levels at the start of the study would become “partnered fathers” by the follow-up, four and a half years later. And he was right.

“But then something interesting happened,” Zuk writes. “The fathers showed a dramatic decline in testosterone compared with both their own single, pre-paternal levels, as well as the levels of the men who had remained single. What is more, testosterone was lowest in those men who spent at least three hours a day caring for their son or daughter, after controlling for the effects of sleep loss and other variables.”

“This study is illuminating for several reasons,” Zuk writes. First off, the same men being re-measured, instead of fathers being compared to single men, allows for fewer variables. Second “it indicates a finely tuned back-and-forth between a person’s physiology and behavior. Cues from the environment can influence fathers’ hormone levels as well as those of mothers. The scientists suggest that while seeking a mate requires characteristics that may be antithetical to being a good father, it is, in fact, possible to have it all, and testosterone acts as the mediator.”

Finally, Zuk writes "As Peter Gray, an anthropologist at the University of Nevada, pointed out in a commentary accompanying the article, the research serves as a nice case study of the relevance of evolution to everyday human life. The trade-off between mating and parenting is one that is predicted by evolutionary theory, and it means that a longing for new sexual partners might not be part of our heritage.”

Gallagher and Language

Like Lulu and Bootsie
Like white on Rice
Like Deano and your Mind!

I love dabbling in the world of words...
(I've even been called a Wordsmith)
Sounds like some sort of peculiar wizardry...
It's raining outside
It's cold enough to snow but it's still raining...
The bacon is sizzling, my tea is ready...but where is the lemon?

if I open some Wine...will you come and join me?
When you choose to come, which you will...you always do...?
I promise not to be an I told you so....!
So, forgive my brass confusion...
Pull up a chair, let me stoke the fireplace...
Open your mind to my world, and you'll never seen this place as the same again...

b e e p
The alarm sounds, the cold air is damp...damn, it's cold here...
Global the thermos up a few notches
Sunglasses and sun tan lotion in hand.  My plane came early, my dog ate the itinerary...Glenda's operation went well, hopefully courtesy of Dr Stephen Kottmeier...feel well rotator cuff
Mmmmmmm
Bacon
That's for all the fussy vegans who think that I am satan
(That's why your still a liar)
Be Good like your colonoscopy and just flush away like the gold mine rush of the 80's cocaine rage,
God willing Pablo and company...
Sniff, snort or whatever it is you weirdos smoke, toke or just swallow and gobble!!!
Bye bye american pie
My Chevy crashed and you had one last good bye
Sayonara kamikaze you


https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=yDFQXxWIyvQ

Let's Face It

this, that and everything inbetween and all around...
Yes?

Sure, chicks get confused with dudes...chicks, for the most part think/believe that dudes are idiotic immature simpletons.
Well...Maybe.  Maybe sometimes...?
Whatever.
Dudes equally are forever perplexed and mystified by all the bizarre and unexplained female activities that we so often get subject (against our will typically) to.
So, my very lovely awesome blogger buddy Jenna n Marbeles overly simplified it (that, those and everything else)...for us, (us being those dudes that get confused easily by female behavior).
Go Jenna, Jo Genna...GO!
Boom....female mysteries decoded:

Part 1 https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=FuTcLJybqLM

Part 2 https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=CtuJAs7hSaA

Part 3 https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=duio2ZaVr1g

And a Special Bonus for when you absolutely do NOT want to talk to somebody!

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=8wRXa971Xw0

Typically I just stop responding to them and secretly wish that they run into the Taliban or turn into some sort of stupid TV reality star.
Go for it baby, meow
Kiss, Kiss
Good Night!

Are You Jealous

are you? are you?
how much?  how much?

I am proud to state...
(As in New York)
I, as in me...and me alone!  Have this tremendous ability to bring my level of disorganization to a whole new degree of greatness!  I rock, I rule...it's just awesome how chaotic things can get with me.  Put that in your pipes and smoke it.
Think it over if you hold any reservations over my assertions.
Think it long and hard before you throw any claims my way....the only which way
Cause, I
Will amaze you with craziness
Stamp, Stump....and delivered
Breeze your brains
with my nonsense
Please

Miracles, Happiness, Obsessions and Worthwhile Truths

"The only miracle we can perform is to go on living..., to preserve the fragility of life from day to day"

José Saramago

"Happiness...might be just...a matter of the fleeting instant"

Yasunari Kawabata

"We are obsessed with correspondences. Similarities between 'this and that', between apparently unconnected things, make us clap our hands delightedly when we find them out. It is...an expression of our deep belief that forms lie hidden within reality"

Salman Rushdie

"Man is so partial to systems and abstract conclusions that he's ready to distort the truth intentionally, ready to deny everything that he himself has ever seen or heard, merely in order to justify his own logic"

Fiodor Dostoievsky

" if she's amazing, she won't be easy. If she's easy, she won't be amazing. If she's worth it, you won't give up. If you give up, you're not worthy.... Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the one worth suffering for. "

- Bob Marley

Do the right thing because it's right! It is better to be hated for what you are than loved for what you are not

It was bright and sunny, not a cloud in the sky
My luck was short, and just about to run out
I stroked my hair, once to the right and twice to the left
With just enough space to place my one special hat
A hat vibrant with energy, sparked with life
It sat, still on my head
The clouds rolled, smoking with fire
Not too long later, they pelted me with rocks and fire
In between all the yelling and shouting came down its waterfall
All full of fish, birds and flowers
I spat my sweat, cringed through my teeth
Smiled...real bright and closed by eyes
Took three breathes in
And let it all out
Slower than I would like, but not too slow to die
She was laying on her, over to my left
Her shirt, cut low and somewhat sea through
A wave came in, I blinked four times
And gone, like a ghost
Into the shadow of my memory
Roped together like a boat on a pier
I can't quite make much
Of something that wasn't very clear
I can't ever make anything
Out of something that I never understood
She was my past, she could be in my present
She is my dream, she should be my future
I knew this when I fell asleep
I resented the truth upon awaking
She is my lust, she is my desire
She is my truth, she is my ultimate lie
She corrupts my sins, and avenges my justice
She murdered my soul and spit hers into my grave
Robbed of who I was, denying who I should become...
I resent you, this, that and everything that you stand for...
I resent me, here and every chance that broke my heart...
I rose to see a fate that made me privileged to your chaos
I wonder what if your destiny never left
And this path, is nothing more than a convoluted road back to where you belong...
Crazy was how you acted
Crazy was what I became
Crazy of you in not believing
Crazy of me for ever caring

Trick Your Mind

Just enough,
Razzle your brain...and grow a third tongue.
I am a mover, I am a shaker...I am a midnight smoker
Groove to my tune,
Come and sing my song with me.
Flee your world, run from your prison
Escape your life, come and join mine....
My rules are free
My Muse, oh such a muse...such a tease
Please?
Come Away with me...
I promise not to be mean
I promise to come clean
Like my fun, like my soul
Dry like our sun, high like our sky...
I hum to my mind
Like humpty did to his dumpty
and you see
HOW I was hardly
Ever so slightly
Mildly offended
Shameless like Miley
Even
Dumber than the rest
A true believer
(I am so gullible)
sins are for sinners
Justice for the corrupt
Flying is overrated, swimming is too damn tiring
Arguing is way overdone, reason never finds logic
and I always seem to misplace my keys, or my cell phone...even my head, sometimes...
Almost always if I wasn't so attached to it
I grin, but never boast
I smile, but not always to all the pretty women
I cry in crowded moments
I growl when we disagree
I bite when you deserve it
But I never, ever think you don't!
I called you a liar when you lied
You lied, right?
I apologized when I knew I should...and I meant it.
I fell when I lost my balance, and I got lost when I drifted off my path
But I always seem to find
The How, When and Where
Of what happened
So..,.
You think that you know?  You think that your smart?  Really?  Really?  smart?
Nope...everyone is exactly just like me...
Super special silly stupid.
No exceptions with absolutely no substitutions...
Exact replicas actually.
Wow, it's like a mirror from dr monroe's place
With a chair and everything.
But...lets just play the hypothetical game...ok?
If I were a carrot, and you had a carpet....how far would our teeth go before the clock would strike midnight, and turn us into nothing but a shoe and a pumpkin?
I bet even a doctor wouldn't be able to fix that (us)
Doctors have pills for that...maybe we ought to take more
Before Oprah tells us too.
So, I saw these two nuns and they acted like rabbis...the first threaten to spank me, the other to circumcise me.
I turned them both down...and then they told me I was a bad believer and I would die or burn or something like that....
Oh well, I had a nice run...all good things must come to an end.
I sat there quietly, and watched as all my friends and foes....mostly all family...
Come up and share one final good bye...
A kiss here, a high five there.,.those were the good old days....with my good old boys...doing good old boy things...our good old way...
I lived, I laughed, I loved...but I was never forgotten
I bathed, I dined, I whined....but I never lost sight on how important everything
Everywhere
Everyone
was...
I know now, less than what I once swore that I once owned and knew....
But, at least I knew enough, to know that less is always more...even if none of it ever feels as if it's ever enough...
We Were all once contenders
Not to be confused with these pretenders
That come here, confused and work really hard to blind our purpose and hide our fate...
Four words plus a thank you to those folks
Fuck You Very Much
and Thank you for not smoking
The elevator was broke, so I had to take the stairs...
They were long, really long...
How long you ask?
Two thousand years long....
I got to the top floor....just in time to hear the fire alarm come on
Warning, Warning Mr Dr Rogers....
I fell down the mountain, bumping my head Along the way
I woke up in this dungeon...
It was cold and lonely
I rubbed my hands together
and I sang our song to pass the time...
Start to finish
a n d
Like that (yeah, it was that easy)
I retold my story to every single one of you (God willing)
Same ending as the first...with a standing ovation
My membership expired (again)
So....I packed my bags....
And wondered...
Was it all worth it?
Yes, I answered!
Yes it was...
And then I realized that I lived the dream...and knew it.
Like that, I was gone....



http://ripbird.com/when-you-see-these-your-mind-will-be-blown/2/?utm_source=taboola&utm_medium=chicagosuntimes-straightdope

Fine and Dandy

never trust someone who's Fine and Dandy

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=k3Zad39QXL4

How to Have Sex on The First Date

A Gentleman’s Quick Reference to Sex on the First Date

85% of women that have sex on the first date really aren’t into it or even you so much. They have ulterior motives of trying to land you as a boyfriend for whatever their particular reasons may be…room and board, a new daddy for their kids, status with their girlfriends/family/etc., a new car, diamonds, travel, whatever their deal is. They’ll be good for a few more rounds, but if the relationship doesn’t materialize pretty quickly, then you’ll just fall into douchebag category like all the other men they’ve dated. Any way you look at it, this is the female version of objectifying a man’s body. Two star sex, at best, but I guess it’ll get the job done, right?

13% of women that have sex on the first date are doormats that are using you to stroke their fragile self-esteem. Be very careful, they’ll go psycho at any given moment…because they nearly begged you to bed them on the first date, and you did it. I know, like I said, they’re crazy. But, if you’re into that sort of thing, she’ll hang around for months and probably do your laundry and run your errands and whatever else you want her to, all the while stockpiling her resentments to unleash in a hailstorm of crazy at 2 in the morning when she finds some other woman’s car in your driveway. No matter that it’s your sister’s car..she’ll just accuse you of banging your sister and you will be dumbfounded in the driveway in your boxer shorts. Five star sex, but is it worth it?

1% of women that have sex on the first date are merely getting their rocks off. You are a nothing more than devices of short lived pleasure for each other. Think of it as mutual masturbation, with maybe even a shred of emotional connection. And it probably means she sees no long term potential with you, but thinks you’re hot. She’ll probably actually be pretty great as a person and in bed, but alas, this will be a one shot deal. Enjoy it for the night/weekend while it lasts, but beware your tender heart, because if you have feelings for her, you’ll be hurt for months. Four-five star sex that will be a permanent addition to your spank bank.

1% of women that have sex on the first date have fallen headlong into passionate love with you. If you’re not feeling the same, she’s going to be crushed, and may go a little nutso. If you are feeling the same, run with it and enjoy, she’s a catch and worth dealing with any drama, baggage and/or mild craziness…’cause we’re all a little crazy. No star rating here, it’ll be off the charts.

**Bonus** Any friends with benefits type of understanding falls into the first two categories in regards to motivation. The longer it goes on, the more likely one or both of you will be hurt when “The One” is found by either of you. By the way….”The One” is as unreal and mystical a creature as a unicorn. They don’t exist.

And if you’re wondering about me….well there’s a 1% chance. : )


Article by Beesknees12
"A Gentleman's Quick Reference to Sex on the First Date"

Online Dating Rules

Let's talk about a little chemistry...shall we?
There are no Rules to Dating...because each date is its own individual entity.  When you take two people...two different and UNIQUE people...and mix them together, you will get a reaction.  Each reaction is a result of a very unique combination between these two unique individuals.  To plainly state that there is one specific generic formula to a successful date...think again.
Sure you can do certain fail safe deeds that ensures good impressions and great intentions.
But to say that if you do X, Y and Z you will earn Relationship Nirvana...it's just not that predictable. I am sorry...but it's not that simple.  Why?  Because we are not simple creatures.
Oh really?   Yeah Really!
For Example:  Sky diving might be a great date for someone like me...but nine out of ten women would absolutely not be as excited as I would be.  Chances are, they'll run for the hills even if I suggest it.
So...am i wrong?  Or...are they wrong?  Well...we just might be wrong for each other.
Because of this...I just might shield my true being when I first meet a gorgeous woman...for fear that sky diving may not go over so well with her.
Finding the right counterpart is the hard part.  Sometimes, when we first start dating someone...we don't share the right amount of our true selves....for a variety of reasons.  It's during this gestation period that often sinks or saves the start of a potential relationship.
My Advice:  know yourself, love your self....and be prepared to share the best of yourself.
Otherwise, the right match...just might miss the chance to make right on what has gone wrong.
Oh, yeah...second thought on second chances...?
Why not press those chances?

"Soulmates aren’t the ones who make you happiest, no. They’re instead the ones who make you feel the most. Burning edges and scars and stars. Old pains and pangs, captivation and beauty. Strain and shadows and worry and yearning. Sweetness and madness and dreamlike surrender. They hurl you into the abyss. They taste like hope."

~ Victoria Erickson

1. There will be (dare I say?) game playing. Get over it. You do it just as much as the women do it. There are many well-intended and ill-intended reasons for this, but for the most part we all need to recognize that we’re human and well, dumb, when it comes to interacting with the opposite sex.

2. We all have baggage. Get over it. When you find someone you care enough about, you deal with each other’s baggage. No need to hide yours, no need to condemn theirs or run from it. Just deal with it, dispose of it and move forward. If you can do that before you meet someone, all the better.

3. Love hurts. Get over it. As a matter of fact, if it does hurt a little, there’s probably some real potential there if you can work through it. The older we are, the more damaged and wounded we seem to be. Intimacy rubs your sore spots, but let it be the kind of rubbing that massages sore muscles. Work that shI t out, and figure out how to heal your wounds without inflicting too much pain on others.

4. There is no secret formula to figuring out the opposite sex. Have yourself figured out, understand yourself and be confident about who you are, baggage and wounds and all. Don’t expect someone to cut you slack and make exceptions for you. It’s just more bs and game playing. Handle your own business, and only date those that have theirs handled. Share your life instead of dumping it on someone. And here's the buried treasure. If you message me with an articulated and well thought out response to all of my rambling, I will respond in kind with witty banter and a normal picture of myself.

5. You can only love someone else at the capacity that you love yourself, respect yourself and value yourself. The same goes for them. If you aren’t feeling valued, respected and loved, then it’s probably more about their issues than yours. Don’t expect someone else to fill your voids, and don’t think you can love someone enough to fill theirs. It’s an individual, inside job.

6. Don’t be afraid to be yourself and to be vulnerable. Sure, you’re going to get hurt. But grow from it and be a better person for it. Don’t make the next person pay the last person’s tab. The more comfortable you are being yourself the easier it’s all going to go. The real you will emerge at some point, so why don’t we just start there?

7. There are lots of women out there that think sex is awesome. Get over your puritanical self-righteous self. Don’t shame them, belittle them or judge them because they “gave in” and had sex with you on the first date or too early by your own estimation, or didn't make you "work for it". Our lady parts have just as many nerve endings as your man parts, and you have just as many emotions attached to the act as we do...and we’re all adults with hormones and desires. Get sweaty, make some noise, laugh, enjoy it for what it is, buy her breakfast the next morning and call her the next afternoon. If you’re just out to get laid, say that from the get go, and give her the dignity of choosing what she wants to participate in. You might just be surprised.

8. We are all worthy of love, but we are all capable of it in different capacities. You don’t need to manipulate other people’s emotions to prove to yourself that you are deserving of love. It’s easier to bring someone down than it is to bring someone up, so try to spend your time with those that are right about where you are at. Learn from each other and be kind to each other; it’s not a competition, it’s a team effort.

9. There is no such thing as "The One". Three words...Get over it. If you still believe that then you believe in fairy tales and might as well be chasing unicorns to the end of the rainbow where your pot of gold awaits you. You make it the right relationship by investing in developing your character first, choosing a person of similar character, and working at making it the best relationship possible for both of you. Falling in love is easy (simple chemistry, really), staying in love takes effort. The more intentional and deliberate...the less effort required.



Article by Beesknees12
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