Money is one of the most dangerous addictions, maybe more so than any substance ingested, injected, snorted and or smoked. The people addicted are willing to risk even the very planet that sustains us. Their need for money and its temporary power a definite sickness. It’s most unfortunate that for centuries the masses have been ruled by such addicts.
This tonald dump presidency is full of junkies. The link below describes what portion of our endangered planet they’re willing to destroy next.
Photoshop is a huge program so you can imagine the keyboard shortcuts are many. If you’re interested in learning these keys I found them in pdf format, four pages with each page containing a hundred or more shortcuts, I think every possible key is listed. – to download the file or print from screen click here Trevor Morris Photographics
A friend recommended this book, I just read the introduction and it’s got my attention. My creativity is blocked and I have to unblock it as soon as possible. Being a corporate wage slave has been and continues to push my creativity further back into my psyche but I know it’s salvageable – I can feel it. I just don’t know how go about it on my own. I’ve been an unappreciated cog, so describes my compensation, that I’ve been neglecting the part of me that is most natural. This book is so reasonably priced that it’s worth a shot.
It tried its best.
Carried me and my bullshit.
Two years. More or less.
Mechanic, just today!
“drive it til it clunks out on you.”
No fixing the rattle.
Needs an engine transplant.
10 east, off ramp.
Sharp curve rolling stop.
Gas, there’s that rattle.
Louder? Radio off.
Louder. Damn it.
More pedal…shit, it’s loud.
Round my corner.
Rattle turned Clunk.
I don’t think so.
Lack of funds.
270,000+ miles a full life.
My cousin in South Carolina has started a fundraising page for the Special Olympics in South Carolina. It’s a great cause! Share some Love.
To donate click on my cousin’s image, it will take to the fundraising page. Thank You!!
I always thought crows were scavengers until one day on a freeway on-ramp I saw a crow dive bombing into a bush. On the third dive a squirrel shitting bricks darted out from the plant almost onto the road. Traffic was slow enough to see this bit of action but not slow enough to witness the outcome. This happened a few years ago.
Today, on the way to my job heading down the street just a block from where I live stood this crow picking at the ground. I had my eye on it as I drove towards it and as I passed noticed it was eating a fresh kill. A squirrel.
I circled the block pulled up rolled down my window and recorded the short video below.