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Date: 10/19/2020 1:22:00 PM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5301
...it is ze true gem! A vork of hart! More, more!  |
Date: 10/19/2020 4:56:00 PM
From Authorid: 21435
Hekler  Ditto...(The talking dog is locked away in his igloo) I had a speedo, once. It was a bathing cap and I thought it made me look like a great blue heron. But, never mind that. I am stoked! Way to pick up the "poetic torch" and run with it, my brother. A couple of days ago, I tripped over a magnum of "ROEDERER ESTATE BRUT ROSE." My mind went blank shortly after, thereby severely challenging my creativity. Never stop. "camena uber alles" Write on....  |
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Date: 10/19/2020 6:07:00 PM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5301
...ack Kronk! A Speedo? Lucky for you it was just the cap. Can you imagine wearing one of those suits these days? That's a beatdown by the local constabulary. Now that you've silenced the talking dog, you may want to see what that rabbit over there>>>> has to say. |
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Date: 10/19/2020 6:27:00 PM
From Authorid: 21435
Hekler Yes, back in the day, I had this idea that I "needed" a speedo. I could have bought three regular bathing suits for the price I paid for that thing. I locked the door of the bathroom and modeled it, for myself. I was so shocked at my reflection in the mirror that I put it in the lavatory and poured a bottle of hydrogen peroxide in with it. I was really shocked when I realized that I could have brought it back to "Victoria's Secret" and got my money back. Ugh! It said, "“Don’t just do something, stand there!" (Alice in Wonderland) |
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Date: 10/22/2020 10:29:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5301
...yeah Kronk. Back in the day there was always some kind of "fad" going and everyone wanted to get on that train. Were you ever of victim of mens' platform shoes? I look back at those days and wonder. Never much good for playing street hockey in. Hard on my ankles. |
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Date: 10/22/2020 1:56:00 PM
From Authorid: 21435
Hekler Ahhh yes, the "platform shores." Must've been the winter of `73. I was hard pressed to find a job, so I had the wife drop me off and I was determined to try every business on a certain stretch of highway. I said that I would call her and let her know when and where to pick my up. It was pretty cold, even for down here, and I had dressed in the best clothes I had. You know, first impressions, and all that. My "get up" consisted of a pair semi platform shoes that I had bought for a wedding, or something. Those were possibly the most uncomfortable shoes I've ever owned and I only wore them when I was sure that I wouldn't be on my feet very long. Unfortunately, that day, my sneakers were filthy and I had to wear the awful things. Any waaaaaay, The first business wouldn't unlock the door, so I moved on. Next place I go to, I was about to knock and this guy opens the door, right away, invites me in, offers coffee and tells me to have a seat. So I toss him my pitch and he tells me that he was about to run an add in the local newspaper. Anyway, I get hired on the spot and ask him when he wanted me to start. So, he says, "how about right now?" I mean, what am I gonna' say; no?.....To make a long story short..."HA! Your story is already way too long, to make it short....""Keep out of this! This is my story and you know absolutely nothing about it. Get lost!"....(Sorry. It was the talking dog, again.)...GRRRRRRRR....Ok, where was I? Oh yeah. So, my new employer takes me out to the laydown yard, hooks me up with an eighty pound jack hammer and tells me to start breaking these huge slabs of concrete, into little pieces of concrete. All of this, before nine AM. I wanted to make a good show, you know, so I worked right through, until five PM. Sangelina came and picked me up and the first thing I did was take off those horrible semi platform shoes and toss `em in the canal. We counted twenty six water blisters on my tootsies. I kept that job for a whole year, until I got something better. baibai |
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Date: 10/22/2020 8:46:00 PM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5301
>>>LOL! I can imagine how good it felt to get those off. The only thing they really helped with was when you were going out with a taller woman. Not that her height was that much of a bother but it did equal things out where it mattered. Stupid me, I wore something close to a suit when I went to the Ford plant here in town when I was about 24. They asked me when I could start and, being concerned about the welfare of my clothing, I said "tomorrow" I probably lost the job then and there. |
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