THOUGHTS FOR THE DAY

[GeoffCee]

:shocked: This is just too deep for a guy whose belly is still so full of turkey and stuffing that he can't breathe without his belt cutting off the circulation to his butt... :shocked:

I'll summarise for you, Bob.
It's to do with being grateful for what you've got.
In your case, indigestion! :roflblack: :roflblack: :roflblack:

 

[Bob Denman]

:shocked: You mean all that I needed was a translater??? :roflblack: Thanks Geoff!
:2thumbs:

I'm actually starting to feel a bit better now that I've snuck out of the house and left the Missus to fool around with getting the Christmas Trees in place... I'm gonna take this day off to feed some more music into my Nano... :thumbup:

 

[Holly]

November 26

Dreams are the soul's pantry. Keep it well stocked and your soul will never hunger.

What are you dreaming of ??

 

[bruiser]

Ok, been off the site for awhile, so I'll summerise my reponses. Yes I did, Yes I am, No I didn't, I don't know, 25% yes, 75% maybe. I do, I don't. I don't remember. And, I'm blessed. So there.

 

[GeoffCee]

What are you dreaming of ??

It's Sunday and at 75 I'm dreaming of living into next week. (Just kidding, I'm not 75 until June).

 

[Bob Denman]

I'm only 55 and hoping to make it to lunchtime... Too many leftovers to be checking out just now... :thumbup:
Dreams... Have you ever found yourself dreaming of dreaming? :shocked:

 

[bruiser]

Don't even ask Bruisersbaby about dreams:roflblack::yikes::shocked:

 

[Holly]

November 27th


To fight fear, act. To increase fear - wait, put off, postpone.

 

[Rayelljay]

Dats da trufe, Trufe.

 

[Holly]

I think it's nice that SpyderLovers suddenly opened up a poets corner. It would be especially good if some bard hereabouts could be persuaded to pen a few lines expressing the pleasure of Spyder riding, or related topics.

Nice job on The Mysterious Trike ! Looks like you have done some writing before.
Would love it if others would write about the joy of riding. :2thumbs:

 

[GeoffCee]

Nice job on The Mysterious Trike ! Looks like you have done some writing before.

Thank you kindly. I have done a little creative writing but only for fun, usually to fill in time. :ani29:

 

[wyliec]

Thank you kindly. I have done a little creative writing but only for fun, usually to fill in time. :ani29:

Every time I see one of your posts now I have this picture of Alistair Cooke that pops into my head; I'm not sure why.

 

[GeoffCee]

Every time I see one of your posts now I have this picture of Alistair Cooke that pops into my head; I'm not sure why.

I do know why. You are over indulging your imagination. It is preferable to take a firm hold of such fantasies before they escape from the tip of your pen.

 

[dabreitbach]

The thing that I wonder every time I see one of Holly's posts is if that is Holly in the spyder suit in her avitar

 

[rnet]

The thing that I wonder every time I see one of Holly's posts is if that is Holly in the spyder suit in her avitar

I know the answer to that, keep wondering:banghead:

 

[Holly]

November 29

“Who sees the human face correctly: the photographer, the mirror, or the painter?”

 

[mike3069]

I think it's nice that SpyderLovers suddenly opened up a poets corner. It would be especially good if some bard hereabouts could be persuaded to pen a few lines expressing the pleasure of Spyder riding, or related topics.

The mysterious trike.
I was driving along in the warm light of day
When I espied a three-wheeler goin' the opposite way
Intrigued, I hand-braked, turned my car right around
All four wheels sliding, not gripping the ground
Then I took off on that trike-rider's tail
Dirt flying up from that dusty old trail.

I wish I could tell you that before driving far
I'd seen him pulled over at a roadside bar,
Where I'd stopped, got out, shared a jug of cold beer
With the rider of the trike who had guided me here.
But the truth of the matter, I now must relate
Is stranger than fiction, weirder than fate
And I never met up with my trike-mounted mate.
Speeding along fast, through a dust cloud sent flyin'
Set off my asthma until I felt I was dyin'.
For mile after mile, then the dust suddenly cleared.
He should have been there. But he'd gone. Disappeared.

I believe not in demons, nor things that aren't true
Like goblins, or trikers, casting dark spells on you.
I live in the real world, the world of Can-Am
Where all mysteries are known, (at least that's their plan).
But I'd love to know what happened, the day I gave chase,
Losing a trike in a dust cloud means I also lose face.
So it isn't very often I recall the weird tale
Of the trike that vanished on that dusty old trail.

Sorry, didn't see you in all that dust or I would have stopped!

 

[bruiser]

To fight fear, act. To increase fear - wait, put off, postpone.

Without fear there is no courage.

 

[Phil]

“Who sees the human face correctly: the photographer, the mirror, or the painter?”

The Creator.


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[GeoffCee]

The Creator.

He has so much to answer for in my life. Do you happen to have His e-mail address?