Nice picture Mick.Originally Posted by prendrelemick
Now I promised myself that I would not become one of those grandparents who are always boring people with pics of their grandkids, but...
Nice picture Mick.Now I promised myself that I would not become one of those grandparents who are always boring people with pics of their grandkids, but...
I also promised myself that I would not become one of those posters who gush over every single photo posted but...
They are adorable!
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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Ooooh, look, Schere's in the Photoalbum thread. Perhaps she will take this oppertunity to post a photo of herself?
Haha, nope, but I wish I was related to someone with a name like "Ffion."
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
@pen --- beautiful grandkids and the sledding looks really fun. I love sledding my my girls.
@Juniper -- lovely pics. Hope that you enjoyed your Thanksgiving.
“Oh crap”
-- Hellboy
I'm sorry RevolteI don't know what in hell I was doing.
I promised that I would show some pictures of my hot pink hair back in February, but I didn't know how to get pictures off of my DSi. They have that newfangled wireless internet at work, and some girl taught me how to use it yesterday, so here's my pink hair (two contributions to the photoalbum thread in one month? Look at me go!):
It might look like I'm trying to do that lame *** myspace smoldering expression, but for my pride's sake I must promise that I'm not, that's just what I look like. I always seem to pull this face for some reason:
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
damn I'm on a tiny little device and have to scan to see it alll and then I can'tI promised that I would show some pictures of my hot pink hair back in February, but I didn't know how to get pictures off of my DSi. They have that newfangled wireless internet at work, and some girl taught me how to use it yesterday, so here's my pink hair (two contributions to the photoalbum thread in one month? Look at me go!):
It might look like I'm trying to do that lame *** myspace smoldering expression, but for my pride's sake I must promise that I'm not, that's just what I look like. I always seem to pull this face for some reason:
Proof that i can stand up (and that my web camera is crap)
Oh man, I'm gonna have to search through hay to find pictures of myself. Probably gonna have to settle for amtrak bathroom mirror shots.
This one however, is me and my son, Kiba.
Stole glasses from my girlfriend.
The promised amtrak bathroom mirror shot.
"We are animals with problems that no other animal has." - Radam J. Starkiller
You look terrific Revolte!!Great "do"! You look good too, Kyriakos
Nice beard too
Well, i usually like to call my own hair-do the "medusa", because it does this:
Hey you do look good in that photo, you have lost weight or something, but no, maybe it's your style!
You look a lot like my friend Les. So much so that if I saw you on the streets I would stop in my tracks and stare at you in a bewildered sort of way.The promised amtrak bathroom mirror shot.
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
I did that once. I was crossing Palace Green here in Durham when I saw my friend Colleen, so I went over and started talking, resuming a conversation we'd been having that morning. After about 10 seconds I saw a growing look of confusion in her face, and when I stopped, she suddenly burst forth into stream of confused French.
It was not Colleen, but someone who so resembled her that until she actually started speaking, I hadn't realised. When I told the real Colleen about it that evening, she thought it was hysterical, but I found it rather creepy...
"I should only believe in a God that would know how to dance. And when I saw my devil, I found him serious, thorough, profound, solemn: he was the spirit of gravity- through him all things fall. Not by wrath, but by laughter, do we slay. Come, let us slay the spirit of gravity!" - Nietzsche
I could never mistake my friends, but I have a habit of trying to get into the wrong car. Maybe we 3 should consider eye surgery.
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