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this is indeed great news…and look at that beautiful smile

thumpup said it couldn’t be done…and to all those who might be wondering…LOLOLOLOLOLOL!!!!!!and so my thrusday has started…hope your day rocks


there’s a lot of movies I saw in the 90s ‘d like to see again but I forgot most of them. here’s a couple i’d like to see so I hope somebody can help with the titles.

1st one : in one scene the guy is fresh out of prison and really wants not go back but decides to do “one last job” with the family. they steal cars and load them onto ships bound for Europe and there’s a old man riding shotgun and they drive into a trap. when the door gets jerked open this old takes a shot at the cop but our x-con grabs the prison and gets a shot through his hand.

2nd movie: basically is duel between the girls and boys about who can build the coolest treehouse. at one point the kids are inside a water tower and a little boy has to be rescued from the whirlpool caused by the draw down

so, peeps, who’s gonna be my hero here?

I’ve had some mighty big dreams through the decades…as a kid I wanted to be a world traveler, going to the further reaches of the world. later, I saw a 5-acre homestead in mother earth news and that became my dream; along the way, of course I wanted to raise kids too. my dreams included cars, motorhomes, tractor trucks, yachts…and the list went on. I turned 18. about 10yr later my life choices and selfish ways were at odds with johnny law and I found myself looking through razor wire…for a 10yr bit. I hatched dreams in that void that had no basis on the real world. and I slowed down. I saw certain facets of my personality that were NOT going to change. I began to see my limitations. and over the course of 14-1/2yr I’ve shredded some dreams. kids? nope. world traveler? nope, (most countries won’t grant visas to x-cons) no yachts, planes, or big estates. I still have dreams. they are much simpler now.a small bit of dirt because paying taxes is cheaper than rent.and I wanna stop working for the man when I turn 62. I wanna play on the ‘net and sleep when the urge hits, not by some schedule and making chump change for some corporation who doesn’t even know my name. i’ll gladly do day labor …if I feel like it and the ssa rules permit it. and i’ll get welfare.

so will you dreams come true? are they flexible and changeable? i’m also posting a personal vlog and a movie about pistol pete that I found on youtube.

so snuggle up with a buddy and some snacks and watch a cheesy movie.

do you play? I work too darn hard and don’t play enough…and since I don’t have kids it’s not likely that ever play as much as they can


Today was one of the days where Fynn and I really had a good day together, we got along and he was easy to amuse. So I regressed back to childhood and I built a den for Fynn – a pretty impressive one too, we played inside it for hours, I even had to feed Georgie in there because Fynn didn’t want me to get out!

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