cw-x.com/ExploreProducts.aspx?product=tights&by=activity&gender=mens&gclid=CL_tjOugpp4CFchn5QodJ2l0pg
So now I know, it's my tights that are my problem! All I need is new tights, not a new body . . .
Do you think these tights squeeze your ass or something? Hold you in like a liquid corset from the waist down?
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
A little good news
This article made me happy. It's always nice to find some good news in the mix. Monsanto down, way down? Yeah!!
www.grist.org/article/2009-11-20-ecological-farms-feed-world/
www.grist.org/article/2009-11-20-ecological-farms-feed-world/
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Blog Fears and Facebook
I've been a lousy blogger for months now. I've been hesitant to write anything at all. Even a little afraid.
I think my fear began months ago when my friend, K., said a blog is too exposing. I was way too exposed on my blog. People can know things about me. Isn't that a little scary?
Verdad.
Maybe I don't want them to know so much.
I suddenly felt as if there were naked pics of me . I suddenly felt as if there were something I should hide.
K. said Facebook was better. Much less personal. And so much more popular.
Facebook was a better place to be.
So I joined Facebook. And I lost interest in both the blog and Facebook.
The fact is, I don't "get" Facebook.
Almost overnight I had so many friends I'd never met.
(The word, friend, must have been redefined while I was blogging.)
When I check in on Facebook, I see all kinds of posts from so many new friends. I've never had so many friends in my life!
And some are friends I actually know! It's so exciting when I see a post from someone whose name I recognize.
What confuses me, though, are all the games. Or quizes. Or what are they? And who has time?
Someone posts that they have taken a quiz that reveals they have the soul of Bob Dylan and the Mona Lisa, all wrapped into one. Someone else posts he is King Arthur. Someone else posts they had grits for breakfast. Someone else says it's windy. Did anyone else notice the wind?
On special days an electronic friend sends me an electronic plant. I am invited to send my electronic friend an electronic plant back.
How romantic!
I am thinking this must be how you have unexposed friendships.
And roses too.
I think my fear began months ago when my friend, K., said a blog is too exposing. I was way too exposed on my blog. People can know things about me. Isn't that a little scary?
Verdad.
Maybe I don't want them to know so much.
I suddenly felt as if there were naked pics of me . I suddenly felt as if there were something I should hide.
K. said Facebook was better. Much less personal. And so much more popular.
Facebook was a better place to be.
So I joined Facebook. And I lost interest in both the blog and Facebook.
The fact is, I don't "get" Facebook.
Almost overnight I had so many friends I'd never met.
(The word, friend, must have been redefined while I was blogging.)
When I check in on Facebook, I see all kinds of posts from so many new friends. I've never had so many friends in my life!
And some are friends I actually know! It's so exciting when I see a post from someone whose name I recognize.
What confuses me, though, are all the games. Or quizes. Or what are they? And who has time?
Someone posts that they have taken a quiz that reveals they have the soul of Bob Dylan and the Mona Lisa, all wrapped into one. Someone else posts he is King Arthur. Someone else posts they had grits for breakfast. Someone else says it's windy. Did anyone else notice the wind?
On special days an electronic friend sends me an electronic plant. I am invited to send my electronic friend an electronic plant back.
How romantic!
I am thinking this must be how you have unexposed friendships.
And roses too.
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