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What A Difference

Hurricane Sandy is making an impact but could be much worse due to its size and I for one feel very fortunate because this could very well be a Category 2 or higher hurricane which would have made this a much more destructive storm than what it is….not to say Sandy isn’t doing any damage at the size it is.
The photos above were taken one week ago at the Virginia Beach Oceanfront at 9th street.

These were taken today, same area.

They were taken in the morning around the same time, about 8:30.

What a difference. 
This is a short video I shot while taking the pictures.



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I Relish It

I take one look and I know for sure
The time is right for this will cure
The ailing moment knocking at my door

My next move is I wonder to fix it
How will I dress it 
This thing before me

Long wet and ready
It is hot and steamy
Too hot to handle with hands alone

How will I dress it
It is all before me
Ready and waiting

I spot it and reach
And make the application
I make my first move with closed eyes

My hands make the instinctive move
I open my mouth to receive this thing
And take the first bite

I say to myself
Yes oh yes
This will surely do

My hunger will be satisfied
With this hot dog from beginning to end
That is why I Relish It





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Rain? Water?

Rain and water, one and the same, a liquid, yet we treat each differently. Water is our everyday substance that we cannot do without. We use it in all sorts of commodities, drinks, hair products, bathing products, we use it to wash our clothes, to clean our floors, wash our hands, our cars, we play in it to no end at the beaches and the water parks, we love it so much we have pools in our back yards. We cannot do without water when it comes to the necessities of life and to enjoy in our recreations. We freeze it to accommodate us during the hot summer months, cold drinks, frosty flavored drinks….we welcome this liquid.
Rain for some odd reason is treated totally the opposite, even though it is water. It rains and doom and gloom befalls us. Please let us not wake up to the sound of rain falling. Oh yeah, the start to a great day. Instead of joyfully frolicking through the rain, we run as if it’s going to melt the skin away from us, exposing our flesh…..we can’t have that….so we run, not wanting the rain, uh water, to get us any wetter than what we have already become. Here’s one, you get caught in a downpour without your umbrella….on you’re way to work….upon arrival, for some reason, you get all kinds of —oh my gosh, just look at you dripping water all over the place, you need to do something about that. to the, awwww…..here, get out of that wet jacket, here’s a towel— look. Isn’t it the same liquid we encounter in our everyday life? Sure we receive in a different way…..I mean it is falling from the clouds up above us, which I guess is compounding the situation somehow. Let’s see, we have cloudy skies which seem to put us in a foul mood anyway, coupled with rain, falling from the those clouds, causing the mood from the clouds to be heightened even more….yeah, that’s about it. But the fact still remains that it is the same liquid we enjoy at the beach, in our backyards and at the the water parks….but we won’t wash our clothes, nor will we wash our dishes in it. We won’t use it to brush our teeth or to bathe…..but it’s the same, a liquid……rain/water.  So there should be no reason for us to be in bad moods when it rains……except that…..the sun isn’t shining when it’s raining water…. *sigh*

Darcel, this is dedicated you sweetie, love you

Men and Tears

I’m kinda curious how this will turn out myself, but the thought came to me and it stuck.
Who can remember when  a man was not a man if he cried….show of hands please….nowadays , your not a man if you can’t show emotion. No wonder we’re confused. But seriously, the shedding of tears is not something that is shameful. Think of it as a cleansing. I’m not ashamed to admit that the flood gates have been opened from these eyes on several occasions, for many different reasons. But I can see why some guys don’t like to have a good one in a public setting because some of us have a hard time controlling it….for example, what if it called for maybe a, you know, a whimper but we begin to really get into it, we’ve got snot running out of our nose, face is contorted, our shoulders are hunching up and down….see?…this is why some of us don’t like to cry. So the next time you might be critical of a guy who just refuses to cry openly, he just might be doing everyone a favor.

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