It was a beautiful day but was soon overran with people
Ok heres my new desktop. It's still kinda a work in progress
Ok here we have the full desktop without Circle dock
Now Circle dock is shown, this give me easy access to programs I use most
The folders open to show programs inside
Here in the bottom right I have the temperature, a gmail notifier, small to do and a ever changing picture linked to an art directory on my drive
Ok bottom left and system monitors and a calender
Weather in C and a photo viewer in top right
And top left large font clock, and rss feed and a Wallpaper selector
Lesson 1: Naked Wife
A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower when the doorbell rings. The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs. When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next door neighbor. Before she says a word, Bob says, "I'll give you $800 to drop that towel." After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob.
After a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 dollars and leaves. The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs. When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks,…
"Who was that?" "It was Bob the next door neighbor," she replies. "Great!" the husband says, "Did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?"
Moral of the story:
If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure.
Lesson 2
A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out. The Genie says, "I'll give each of you just one wish" "Me first! Me first!" says the admin. clerk. "I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world." Poof! She's gone. "Me next! Me next!" says the sales rep. "I want to be in Hawaii,relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life." Poof! He's gone. "OK, you're up," the Genie says to the manager. The manager says, "I want those two back in the office after lunch."
Moral of the story:
Always let your boss have the first say.
Lesson 3
A priest offered a lift to a Nun. She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg. The priest nearly had an accident. After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg. The nun said,"Father, remember Psalm 129?" The priest removed his hand. But,changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again. The nun once again said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?" The priest apologized "Sorry sister but the flesh is weak." Arriving at the convent, the nun went on her way. On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129. It said, "Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory."
Moral of the story:
If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity.
Lesson 4
A crow was sitting on a tree, doing nothing all day. A rabbit asked him,"Can I also sit like you and do nothing all day long?" The crow answered: "Sure, why not." So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the crow, and rested.
A fox jumped on the rabbit and ate it.
Moral of the story:
To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very high up.
Lesson 5: Power of Charisma
A turkey was chatting with a bull "I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree," sighed the turkey, but I haven't got the energy." "Well, why don't you nibble on my droppings?" replied the bull. "They're packed with nutrients." The turkey pecked at a lump of dung and found that it gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after a fourth night, there he was proudly perched at the top of the tree. Soon he was spotted by a farmer, who shot the turkey out of the tree.
Moral of the story:
Bullshit might get you to the top, but it wont keep you there.
Lesson 6
A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field. While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him. As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was. The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy. A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate. Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.
Moral of the story:
1. Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy
2. Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend
3. And when you're in deep shit, it's best to keep your mouth shut!
♫I feel unhappy
I feel so sad
I'v lost the best friend
That I ever had
She was my woman
I loved her so
But it's too late now
I've let her go
I'm going through changes
I'm going through changes♫
While speaking to my parents, I got to think about England and Durham in particular. So I thought I blog and share so pics and bits of where I am originally from
Durham
Durham is a County (kinda a British version of a state) in the North East Of England. I’m from Peterlee which is in the east of Durham next to the Coast
County Durham is the Land of the Prince Bishops. For centuries the powerful Bishops of Durham ruled the County Palatine as a virtually independent state. which can still be traced today. They had their own army, nobility, courts and coinage, and they left behind a fascinating legacy.
At its heart lies the City of Durham, small enough to enjoy on foot yet so exceptional that its cathedral and castle are designated a World Heritage Site.
Un crowded roads lead to unspoilt countryside, including some of the highest wildest and finest scenery in England. Much of the west of the County, the Durham Dales, is designated as an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty. Teesdale, Weardale and the Derwent Valley offer excellent opportunities for outdoor activities such as walking and angling.
In return for defending the northern Marches against Scottish invasions, the bishops of
Durham were given important secular powers, holding sway over a county Palatine with many
royal privileges. They had their own army, courts, councils, and judges. The palatinate powers of the bishops were gradually reduced after the 14th century and William van Mildert (1826-36) was the last `prince bishop´.
Peterlee
Peterlee is one of the North East's new towns. The modern town was created in 1948, to re-house growing populations from nearby mining villages. It is named after Mr Peter Lee, an important miners leader who became the chairman of England's first all Labour council at Durham in 1909
Only Ariel Shots At the moment (will sort out some more tho)
Submissive Am I--not complete yet.
i am a submissive woman.i am not to be degraded
nor ever dishonored
yet
i recognize
i am not Your equal,
nor will i ever be.
i was created
to compliment You...
i was created to make You whole...
for without the portion of Your heart
that contains my soul...
would not be complete..
I had just finished talk to a dear and sweet friend when I came across this picture, I just love what they do with their tails
nosleep tweeted this pic and I thought it as worth a post. Had been talking about simmilar just the night before (I shall not name names LOL)
Ok a question, will love at first sight be replaced with love at first tweet/IM or email? It seems that in this day and age, more and mo people are meeting over the internet than in person. Don't get me wrong I'm not knocking anyone, am just wondering if we have/are losing our way. There are all kinds of ways to meet people on line ranging from chat rooms to online dating services. With the advent of the Internet the old ay of meeting people locally or "friends" of friends has blown global, We see people with boyfriends (online) in the US when they are in the UK and girlfriends (online) thousands of miles away. Is this good? is this harmful? I'd say a little of both as to coin some lyrics
"the world is full of kings and Queens who blind your eyes and steal your dreams"
. Many relationships work many more don't. Are the feelings the same? Yes I believe they are (unless one is a liar) it's the same as (online) friends, thy are just as much friends as if they live locally or you work with them or went to school with them. I've a lot of online friends who have been more friends that peopel I actually know, they have been there when times are bad, also when times are good. I still wonder if we are over stretching ourselves with romance online tho, but according to a Dutch friend (who shall remain nameless as he's the godfather of pervs) sex talk or cybering is just as good (lol) you get the emotions but not the actual touch. So who knows maybe I'm just out of the loop or maybe just too "old" school.
Ok this is a post on this Forum I frequent
Cajun
Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 12:27 pm Post subject:
Work with a few of you pond swimmers and I can understand them as much as they understand me.
Hey beat you can't wait for the 4th of July!
I call them all every 4th and laugh my butt off.
WOW Like the 4th of July, I think of BBQ's beer and Boobs but this Guy's only entertainment on the 4th of July is to phone Brits and say "We won".
Ok you won BUT remember, the 3rd of July those guys, Washington, Adams ect WERE BRITISH while you I am assuming with your nickname are of Acadian decent namely french, namely DID NOT TAKE PART in the revolution as in you were too busy getting you're arses kicked out of Canada to go and live in a swamp HAHAHA.
I'd post this on the forum but idiots like that just deserve to be ignored and left in their tiny lil world
Ok ok today I feeling rather evil . Soon I am hoping for a picture to be sent to me which I shall post here. This picture is of someone I know doing something they said they'd never do again LOL yeah right. Why am I doing this??? just plain evilness plain and simple no explanation needed really.
Researchers at Novosibirsk say caning releases endorphins, the body's natural 'happy chemicals', Izvestia reports.
Endorphins lead to feelings of euphoria, a reduction of appetite, the release of sex hormones and an enhancement of the immune response.
They also have a similar effect on pain to drugs such as morphine and codeine, but do not lead to addiction or dependence.
The scientists, headed by Biologist Dr Sergei Speransky, claim corporal punishment similar to that doled out regularly in British schools in the last century helps people overcome addiction and depression.
Dr Speransky, of the Novosibirsk Institute of Medicine, said: "The treatment works. I'm not sadistic, at least not in the classical sense, but I do advocate caning."
The scientists recommend a standard treatment course of 30 sessions with 60 of the best, delivered on the buttocks by a person of average build.
Dr Marina Chuhrova who also took part in preparing the report said she had 10 patients she caned regularly.
She added: "At first they didn't like it, but when they started to feel the benefits they kept asking for more."
The Russian team says they are now charging for the caning sessions getting $57 per patient for a standard treatment.
This is a great excuse if I ever need one LOL
They know what they want, they sing your name
And glide between the sheets
I never say no, in chemical glow we'll let our bodies meet
So was it just a fuck, was it just a fuck, just another fuck I said
Loving just for laughs, carnal autograph, lying on a lizard's bed
So was it just a fuck, was it just a fuck, just another fuck I bled
Degraded and alone, raped and still forlorn
Betrayed on a lizard's bed
or
So here I am once more in the playground of the broken hearts
One more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned
Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride
Too late to say I love you, too late to re-stage the play
Abandoning the relics in my playground of yesterday
or
And so as I patrol in the valley of the shadow of the tricolour
I must fear evil, for I am but mortal and mortals can only die
Asking questions, pleading answers from the nameless faceless watchers
That stalk the carpeted corridors of Whitehall