Best drone theory so far.
— Scott Adams (@ScottAdamsSays) December 15, 2024
I officially switch my recreational belief about the drones to what he says. https://t.co/FTfsa38tHQ
Best drone theory so far.
— Scott Adams (@ScottAdamsSays) December 15, 2024
I officially switch my recreational belief about the drones to what he says. https://t.co/FTfsa38tHQ
First off, a huge thank you to those that support the blog by visiting, commenting and sending PM's
It's humbling that this little corner of the webz has turned into what it has.
Secondly, this is all free candy, myself and Jeffery do this for the entertainment value, camaraderie
and hobby aspects of blogging. There has never been any financial incentive or financial income
for what is here. It is just a clearing house for sophomoric fun and information that I deem worth
sharing. Currently work is very busy as well as my personal life. Today I spent some time looking
at photo sharing sites to at least host FFFF so I can just post a link. (freeimage.host) is one I found.
If anyone knows about that please email or comment.
In the meantime, I plan to reach out to divemedic and mike at Coldfury to see what is involved
to move there. I also found a list of some open source blog platforms. HERE<
Here is a list of 'free' image hosting sites. HERE<
Over the past 14+ years I have gotten very adept at getting around blogger and posting with
relative ease. The thought of trying a new platform is , shall we say, not what I would like
to do. BUT, it seems like it's going that way.
Please feel free to comment or email so a discussion can be started about possible better
alternatives. I know some of you are a lot more tech savvy than I.
Maybe I will try a donation page or some form of ad income will help ease the burden.
All thoughts are welcome.
Again, thank you all. It's greatly appreciated.
Slainte !!
Irish
"It's not over until we say it's over"....... "Irish and his FFFF fan club...."
Hang in there boys, you can't stop the signal.....
Track list:
00:00 - Uriah Heep (David Byron) - July Morning (1971)
10:32 - Yes - Yours Is No Disgrace (1971)
20:13 - Yes - Starship Trooper (1971)
29:38 - Arzachel - Garden Of Earthly Delights (1969)
32:20 - Atomic Rooster - The Devil's Answer (1970)
35:49 - Blind Faith - Can't Find My Way Home (1969)
39:05 - Camel - Never Let Go (1973)
42:42 - Caravan - Where But For Caravan Would I (1968)
51:43 - Colosseum - The Kettle (1969)
56:08 - Cream - White Room (1968)
1:01:07 - Crosby, Stills, Nash - Suite Judy Blue Eyes (1969)
1:08:33 - Deep Purple - Child In Time (1970)
1:18:54 - Emerson, Lake & Palmer - Lucky Man (1970)
1:23:32 - Genesis (Peter Gabriel) - Firth Of Fifth (1973)
1:33:05 - Hawkwind - We Like To Be Frightened (1979)
1:35:50 - King Crimson - I Talk to the Wind (1969)
1:41:56 - Pink Floyd - Money (1973)
1:48:20 - Procol Harum - A Whiter Shade of Pale (1967)
1:54:12 - Renaissance - Ocean Gypsy (1975)
2:01:18 - The Band - A Change Is Gonna Come (1973)
2:05:37 - The Doors - Riders On The Storm (1971)
2:12:33 - The Moody Blues - Nights in White Satin (1967)
2:16:57 - The Strawbs - Lay Down (1973)
2:21:30 - The Velvet Underground - All Tomorrow's Parties (1967)
2:27:27 - Traffic - Dear Mr. Fantasy (1967)
Just got this email. The first time in how many years?
Looks like someone or some AI flagged this post.
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Leigh emailed earlier and noted that By Other Means is gone.
This was the last post captured by the wayback machine <<<
Now you get :
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The gulag strikes?????
No demons were summoned (BTDT).
All is well, at least in that respect.
Off to work.
Play nice.
Irish.
The following is the honest truth so help me God. Irish
Laura.
This was before my alarm this morning and I was sleeping, or so I thought.
I was on my back and felt a weight settle against my left ankle. The feeling of when a pet cat or dog climbs on the bed and settles against your lower leg.
I twisted my foot a bit to see if it was real or not and the weight moved away.
It settled again and I heard the sound of a belt buckle being undone and zipper being taken down and pants hitting the floor.
Now I'm thinking, WTF is there someone in my room? Am I awake or dreaming?
That ethereal place where you can't move and you're awake but your eyes are still closed.
Slowly a body lay next to me and settled on my left arm. She kissed my neck.
I curled my arm around her to embrace her and she rolled up and straddled me.
I could feel the warmth between us.
There was low illumination silhouetting her outline from behind.
This can't be real I thought!
I brought up my right arm to the small of her back and could feel the cross strap of her bra that had been undone.
My left hand cupped her breast and felt a hard nipple under the sheer fabric.
She slowly undulated on top of me.
Astonished at what I was experiencing I spoke, telepathically I guess, "Tracy?" ( one of my ex's)
She slowly sat up, the dim light illuminating more of her features in shadow.
Maintaining her slow grinding she responded.
"No, Laura, from Providence ( I think). We are both experiencing emergencies and our souls are together."
She stayed like that for a little longer. Sitting upright and rocking back and forth on me.
Then, she leaned forward to kiss me.
Slowly the light behind her faded and the weight and warmth of her body lifted.
I lay there.
Questions in my mind flooded in.
I moved my arm. Turned my head and slowly cracked my eyes to a darkened room.
Shutting my eyes, I played the scene over and over again still mesmerized by what had
transpired.
It was real, I felt all the physical attributes and conversation as described.
Guardian angel? Just an extremely vivid dream? It was vivid for me.
I drifted off.
Within an hour or less, or so it seemed, the alarm went off.
The day has started.