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The river of desire has only one bank, once you throw yourself into it you can't swim for the other side.

Flashback fun with Lime and Logo in Seattle

More bloggy people met.....

Noooooooooooooooo

...and then you find out your daughter has pierced her nipple....

I feel like such a prude, I am so bummed, I really am.

Sadness....

Hahaha! Dying heahhh!

When you find out that your daughters boyfriend, who thinks you are too controlling, has had the find  me blue dot on his phone ever since childhood so his mommy can find him at all times.......

He's 24....

Imagine knowing when your son is..oh...say, in a bar, or in the toilet, or even in bed with his girlfriend......

Imagine putting up with these hypocrites for three years....

And I am too controlling?!?! Hahahaha!

Meet Susie 'Shaw!

My rickshaw, and her driver, my dear friend, Ramesh.  

Dreams do come true in South India!

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And now I just want to say hello to Jillie, and Tony, Michelle, Ian, Mark,

And all the rest of you blogger peeps!

Let's get creative!

Dreams come true in Hospet

Ever since my first ride, in the sweltering mefloquine induced reality that was to be my new favourite city, I have  dreamed of owning a rickshaw of my own. 

I am proud to announce, my rickshaw.....Susie.

Dreams often do come true. Thank you, my dear friend, Ramesh.

Feeling blessed.

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Haha never mind, I was just kidding....

Carry on.....

maybe its time we came back home?

So, Jillie Bean and Bryan and I were talking about how we missed the intimacy of the old blogging days. We thought about starting it up again. Personally, I could use a little less fbook bs, ads, political angst and memes that are so fucking stupid I fear for our humankind. I think Jillie, Bryan, Lori, Tony, Michelle, and...everyone else I have forgotten..how about we meet over here once a week or so to get real? Personally, I could complain for hours. I am so tired of pretending everything is ok. Come back home, my friends.

Why did I choose this photo? Not because Harvey died, but, because I am sad. I hate being old and lonely and I don't want "everyone" to know, but it's ok if you all know. You all, my bloggers.  I don't like to share sadness, but, I want to be real with you.
Come back! Just for US!