The Picture Thread Mark III
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Here is me all spaced out during school. Sadly this will be in the yearbook.
You look like I feel, at this moment. :m:
How is your girlfriend? Do you love her? Has she gotten better at climbing trees of late?
Nice, to her being able to walk out. As to the love part, I think you would know it if you did love her. Eh, maybe not. Maybe it's something each of us has to learn as we go.
Can you make out what the banner on the wall says?
Can you make out what the banner on the wall says?
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It's been a while, but yes.
You know. I ate horse when I was a kid.
Seriously.
My dad's girlfriend had this horse that she loved (she had a lot of horses. But one that was real special to her.) It got out one night and she sent my dad and a bunch of his buddies out to find it. So, they did. It was down by the river. They but a rope around it's neck and was driving it back to the house. The horse slipped and broke it's neck.
She loved that horse so much she refused to let it just go to waste.
So. Horse meat was on the menu.
I was too young to remember really, but my older brother and sister said it tasted really sweet. Who knows. Could have been the way it was prepared too.
Ate shark at her place too.
Hardly remember that either. I do remember it was breaded and pretty much tasted like chicken.
The shark was pregnant too. Weirdest thing I ever say. I'm sure my memory is flawed, but the baby was transparent (or it might have been an egg sac or something. And there was like this little table in the middle with veins all running to it. I'm betting it was an egg sac and the thing inside with the veins was the baby shark. But, I thought the whole thing was a shark when I was a kid. Perception and memory is a strange thing.
My dad's girlfriend's son dropped it and popped.
Seriously.
My dad's girlfriend had this horse that she loved (she had a lot of horses. But one that was real special to her.) It got out one night and she sent my dad and a bunch of his buddies out to find it. So, they did. It was down by the river. They but a rope around it's neck and was driving it back to the house. The horse slipped and broke it's neck.
She loved that horse so much she refused to let it just go to waste.
So. Horse meat was on the menu.
I was too young to remember really, but my older brother and sister said it tasted really sweet. Who knows. Could have been the way it was prepared too.
Ate shark at her place too.
Hardly remember that either. I do remember it was breaded and pretty much tasted like chicken.
The shark was pregnant too. Weirdest thing I ever say. I'm sure my memory is flawed, but the baby was transparent (or it might have been an egg sac or something. And there was like this little table in the middle with veins all running to it. I'm betting it was an egg sac and the thing inside with the veins was the baby shark. But, I thought the whole thing was a shark when I was a kid. Perception and memory is a strange thing.
My dad's girlfriend's son dropped it and popped.
I have this horse that lives by me on a hiking trail.
One day I walked up to it and was going to give it some grass or some other stupid thing and it was just smiling at me, happy as can be, and then, the damn horse bit my arm.
It was like someone pinching you as hard as they could with their whole hand instead of just two fingers. It didn't bite me hard enough to draw blood or tear my sweatshirt, but just enough to wake me up and realize how beautiful the sky was that day.
I called that horse, "zen master", because it hit me with a stick when it saw I was sleepwalking.
Weird.
One day I walked up to it and was going to give it some grass or some other stupid thing and it was just smiling at me, happy as can be, and then, the damn horse bit my arm.
It was like someone pinching you as hard as they could with their whole hand instead of just two fingers. It didn't bite me hard enough to draw blood or tear my sweatshirt, but just enough to wake me up and realize how beautiful the sky was that day.
I called that horse, "zen master", because it hit me with a stick when it saw I was sleepwalking.
Weird.
Interesting perspective on that story, Cole. Thanks.
I remember a time when I was a kid. There was a bunch of horses in a field a few blocks from my home. Me and another friend went down and tried to feed them. We spooked 'em, I suppose, and they turned to run away.
One of them bucked his back legs up in the air as he turned to run. And let out the loudest fart I'd ever heard in my life.
I wish I'd had the perception to think of calling it a zen master or finding some type of a moral to the story. I just thought it was funny.
I remember a time when I was a kid. There was a bunch of horses in a field a few blocks from my home. Me and another friend went down and tried to feed them. We spooked 'em, I suppose, and they turned to run away.
One of them bucked his back legs up in the air as he turned to run. And let out the loudest fart I'd ever heard in my life.
I wish I'd had the perception to think of calling it a zen master or finding some type of a moral to the story. I just thought it was funny.
http://img226.imageshack.us/my.php?image=sophieandadammarch060056uq.jpg
Thought this may alleviate some of the curiosty. See 'no' horns!
pic taken March 06.
Thought this may alleviate some of the curiosty. See 'no' horns!
pic taken March 06.
