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Robert's Journal: If You Want To Have Some Fun
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Monday, August 24, 2009
Robert's Journal: Eight Days A Week
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Saturday, August 22, 2009
Robert's Journal: Can This Really Be Work?
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Robert's Journal: The Next Step Forward
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Sunday, April 26, 2009
Tough Bondage at BondageDamselsClips
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Saturday, April 25, 2009
Robert's Journal: Even More Things I Think I Think
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Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Robert's Journal: Some Days It Makes Me Laugh....
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Tuesday, February 24, 2009
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Saturday, November 22, 2008
Thanksgiving....
Yes indeed, it's that time of the year when, if all goes well and we're lucky, we stuff our faces with turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, and just about anything else that is fit for human consumption.
But, lest we forget, it's also a day to give thanks. For those who might want to know (if you don't what the heck are you doing reading this blog anyway?) here's a partial list.
1. My health. The last couple of months have been not so smooth as I would have liked them to be. Without the details, let's just say that I hit a patch of ice in the road of life (hmmmm, not original, but good). But the road is smoothing out and lookinc a lot clearer (should I continue with the metaphors? hehehe). And if all goes well, I will be back on a straight-a-way (you just knew I would, didn't you?). And that is something to give thanks for.
2. My family and friends. Family has always been there, though some moments I have wished that they weren't. But there's not much we can do about that, is there? Now, friends ... I learned a valuable lesson since September, and that is who are my friends, who are simply business associates, and who don't even rate being included in that last group. A tough lesson to learn, but a good one. Once again, perspective. And those decisions that I didn't want to make? They were made for me.
3. One helluva Thanksgiving day dinner. Once again, this year, the dinner table will be crowded. Some folks I know complain about that, but for me - and especially this year - being back at having a tablefull ... well, it's lots of work, hectic, confusing, sometimes expensive but always, at least at the end of the day, enjoyable.
And a special message to those who will not be able to spend the day with their family, especially medical, law enforcement, military folks and everyone else whose job keeps them away from their family that day. Thanks for doing what you do, for keeping us safe and out of harm's way.
So if you're looking for me on Thursday, I'll be the ol' man sitting at the end of the table, smiling. A lot.
RD
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But, lest we forget, it's also a day to give thanks. For those who might want to know (if you don't what the heck are you doing reading this blog anyway?) here's a partial list.
1. My health. The last couple of months have been not so smooth as I would have liked them to be. Without the details, let's just say that I hit a patch of ice in the road of life (hmmmm, not original, but good). But the road is smoothing out and lookinc a lot clearer (should I continue with the metaphors? hehehe). And if all goes well, I will be back on a straight-a-way (you just knew I would, didn't you?). And that is something to give thanks for.
2. My family and friends. Family has always been there, though some moments I have wished that they weren't. But there's not much we can do about that, is there? Now, friends ... I learned a valuable lesson since September, and that is who are my friends, who are simply business associates, and who don't even rate being included in that last group. A tough lesson to learn, but a good one. Once again, perspective. And those decisions that I didn't want to make? They were made for me.
3. One helluva Thanksgiving day dinner. Once again, this year, the dinner table will be crowded. Some folks I know complain about that, but for me - and especially this year - being back at having a tablefull ... well, it's lots of work, hectic, confusing, sometimes expensive but always, at least at the end of the day, enjoyable.
And a special message to those who will not be able to spend the day with their family, especially medical, law enforcement, military folks and everyone else whose job keeps them away from their family that day. Thanks for doing what you do, for keeping us safe and out of harm's way.
So if you're looking for me on Thursday, I'll be the ol' man sitting at the end of the table, smiling. A lot.
RD
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Monday, November 3, 2008
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Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Sometimes you find a friend you didn't know you had.
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Monday, October 6, 2008
Friday, October 3, 2008
I know I'm old but......
Now let me tell you the story ‘bout a man named Charlie, on a tragic and fateful day. He put ten cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and family, went to ride on the M.T.A.
Those are the opening lyrics of an early 60’s era folk song titled M.T.A., about the Boston Metropolitan Transit Authority, sung by a trio of Nick, Bob and Dave, known as the Kingston Trio.
Nick Reynolds, one of the founders, died earler this week. He was in his 70s. This is not to focus on his death but on his life, as he and the Kingston Trio brought folk music to the forefront in the late 50s and early 60s.
There were songs like Tom Dooley. Pete Seeger’s Where Have All the Flowers Gone was to become the anthem of the anti-Vietnam war crowd, with its memorable words of young men gone to graveyards, everyone. Following the Kingston Trio were Bob Dylan, Joan Baez and Peter Paul and Mary, with some memorable songs and protest lyrics.
It was a long time ago, another war, another generation. But on days like today, it seems little more than yesterday. Thanks for the memories, Nick. And may you Rest In Peace.
RD
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Those are the opening lyrics of an early 60’s era folk song titled M.T.A., about the Boston Metropolitan Transit Authority, sung by a trio of Nick, Bob and Dave, known as the Kingston Trio.
Nick Reynolds, one of the founders, died earler this week. He was in his 70s. This is not to focus on his death but on his life, as he and the Kingston Trio brought folk music to the forefront in the late 50s and early 60s.
There were songs like Tom Dooley. Pete Seeger’s Where Have All the Flowers Gone was to become the anthem of the anti-Vietnam war crowd, with its memorable words of young men gone to graveyards, everyone. Following the Kingston Trio were Bob Dylan, Joan Baez and Peter Paul and Mary, with some memorable songs and protest lyrics.
It was a long time ago, another war, another generation. But on days like today, it seems little more than yesterday. Thanks for the memories, Nick. And may you Rest In Peace.
RD
BondageDamsels.com
Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane
Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage
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