My head is in two different place right now. I am going insane. One of my halves has to shut up soon. Which one will it be I am unsure.

You're a Playful Kisser

Kissing is a huge game for you, a way to flirt and play You're the first one to suggest playing spin the bottle at a party Or you'll go for the wild kiss during a game of truth or dare And you're up for kissing any sexy stranger if the mood is right!

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

My friend Aaron tweeked the color in my elephant photo. So here that is for all to see and compare.

This is from the Lebray Tar Pits in L.A. I really like the concept because it is telling a story of what happened there, but is also making a sculpture out of the space.

So these images are from my vacation to LA. These were taken in Mona. It is a Neon Art Museum and Gallery.

Forever and a day I have been gone. A lot in life has happened. Locations are different, experiences gained, internet established and here I am. I expect to post some pictures when the last box is unpacked. I have fallen behind in so many things since I went on vacation and moved.

Today's random thought is to realize when life gets you down to get life back up again. I finally got on the internet although they cut off an arm and a leg to do so. While I am hoping around here and squirting blood around I am also poking the keys with my still attached hand.

To on who understands nothing we can establish that stuff will fly by the unknowing, but is that bad. I quess only to the knowledgable.

So here I am sitting and finally realizing that what people think is utter bullshit, most of the time. We are all part of this world, but none of us realize how important one another are. We just are so self absorbed in our own lives to look at the big picture. People need to stop and look every once and a while. They need to stop going through life with their eyes closed because it is likely they will break there neck.

Yesterday I was sitting around and wandering how life treats us all. Is it what we do or who we are that makes us a person, not just a human being. Why is it so difficult to see what people see in you. How hard is it to look in the mirror and realize how beautiful you actually are. Can't we realize that what we are shown is totally false and that what we see when we close our eyes is what we should believe.

What is up in the world of blog. Blogs I suppose. I don't know what to write, but whatever is in my head at the very moment I am writing. Things like I don't know what I am writing. This room is not what I expected. Why are we all here and what the bleep is going on. More to come.