I can explain this picture.

This is a picture of the Werewolf of London's tailor. He was at his Senior prom bringing a refreshing beverage to his date Candy, who had just been crowned Prom Queen, when he got the emergency call on his Nokia 1650 cell phone. Alberto, the werewolf's real name, had been drinking Pina Coladas (made with light rum, coconut cream and pineapples) at Trader Vic's when a full moon rose into the evening sky. Alberto proceeded to have a howling good time, but once the moon set, he realized he needed immediate repair work done on his elegant evening apparel. That's when he called his trusted tailor Bob. Bob and his date Candy left the prom in a hurry and found Alberto slumped against the side of an office building. Bob set to work and in no time he had made the much needed repairs with his trusty portable Singer sewing machine. Bob, Candy and Alberto planned to go to Denny's for breakfast, but Bob's POS Bumblebee ‘77 Chevy Camaro wouldn't start, so they did the only thing they could do. They hijacked the UPS man as he was leaving a package off at Fowler's Office Supply, telling him he would be unharmed as long as he delivered them to Denny's and kept his mouth shut. Fred, the UPS driver, didn't have a problem with that because Candy was very large and charming below the neck and also he wouldn't mind a coffee. They were fast becoming friends when the accident happened. The Singer suddenly took a liking to Fred's pants leg. In the act of trying to kick the machine off his leg, Fred lost control of his delivery vehicle,ran off the road, into a construction site, and ended halfway up an embankment, his van impaled by a chain link fence. Fred called the Singer every name in the book and used the Nokia to call the cops. Alberto took this picture of Bob and the machine that took a bitching and kept on stitching. Bob was arrested soon after the photo was taken.

They still haven't come up with the money to bail poor Bob out of jail and the Camaro has been impounded. Alberto was last seen walking with the Queen.

Woops!

I clicked the wrong
button and lost all
of my friends links.

I can not believe
I did that! I couldn't
get them back!
I feel like ...

Screaming!!!!!!!!!

Some days I feel like I just
should have stayed in bed.

A little present for you.

I am sometimes fascinated by the silliest things. A few moments ago I was outside and noticed two jets in the sky. They were very close together and traveling about the same speed. I watched them with interest because they had slightly different flight paths but it was obvious that one jet was going to cross the path of the other and I wanted to see if the second jet was in fact flying a bit higher than the other. It was, but so close to the first jet that it actually caused the contrail of the first one to dissipate where it had crossed. Because of their different paths, within a moment of crossing paths, they were a quarter of a mile apart, then a half mile. As I watched the distance grow greater and greater, the thought occurred to me that when these two jets reached their final destinations they would be hundreds of miles apart, and yet for a moment they shared almost the same airspace. I thought how alike this is with what we experience as bloggers, for a moment as we cross paths we are together but very shortly we have moved into our own futures. Maybe in those few moments, something in our own lives were affected.

As you pass through here today, I would like to give you a gift to say "thank you" for all the positive affects you have had on my life in the last couple of years.
Take a moment and click on this link, I guarantee you will find at least three videos that will affect you in a positive way.
Thanks ~LDahl
Here is the link: Talks,Keith Barry: Brain magic

Halloween Monster #1

This is a Gring of String. He is known for tangling
string, putting knots in necklaces and making
twisted spaghetti out of computer cables.
He feeds off the frustration caused when his
victims try to deal with the tangles. There
is no known protection from this monster.

Some quick sketches and a drawing

In the grand scale of things...

Our time here is brief.
Often we lose sight of the moment.