Maybe not on myself personally, but my experiences from 17 to 45 were a nearly constant stream of relatively serious events with quite a few absolutely hilarious happenings intertwined. I'd leave out the wives and girlfriends. That's a very boring part of my life, and I like that about me.

I go hunting and fishing alone usually. Especially fishing. 30 miles out cell-phone signal ceases to exist, and I occasionally even commit the cardinal sin of switching off the VHF because I get tired of the charter boat chatter. I relish the solitude. Sometimes I don't even really fish, just kill the engines, turn off the VHF, and drift in the current. Usually the only sound is the slapping of waves against the hull.

Well as long as we're tossing out metaphors, Look before you leap or you may find yourself out of the frying pan and into the fire. Of course, I'm not the sharpest doorknob in the drawer...

My first wife's ex-husband accused me of exposing myself to my then 8 year old step daughter. He e-mailed the accusation to my wife at work, she forwarded the accusation to me. I printed it, went to his house, and called him outside. He wouldn't come outside, but he did call the police because I was "threatening" him. I guess he thought I'd run when he called them. I waited in his driveway, showed them the e-mail, and told them point blank that I was going to beat the ever-loving hell out of him at some point. The officers sent me away, took the e-mail, and said they would handle it. That's the last we heard from her ex-husband, so I guess they explained to him what a serious accusation that was, or maybe they beat the ever-loving hell out of him? One can hope.

Thanks, yeah I think it's a better pic as well, although the deer was delicious. Weird. I don't know what's going on with my %^$#! photo. Oh well, I guess it is what it is.

How do I rotate my photo to upright? I've tried editing photo/rotate/save and it still looks sideways? Am I missing a step?

No. To me it's a matter of respect for her and confidence in myself. Men would do well to take a page from the "Comedian's Handbook." Always leave them wanting more. If she's grabbing for your belt buckle on the first date and you stop her she'll remember that to her dying day because you're probably the only man to ever do so. It's all about scene control.

eh...it happens sometimes. Not like missing one hay crop is gonna' crush me. I have one ranch that depends on me for half their annual hay, though, and I hate telling them they have to go somewhere else this year. You miss one delivery to a regular customer and they might or might not be back. That's any business though. Well it's NOT raining right now! I only need two days of warm breezes and sunshine! Y'all have a great day!

I like hunting in the rain, fishing in the rain, and doing it in the rain under a tin roof. For the latter, a little thunder and lightening is a plus.

I mean no offense whatsoever, but the fact that HE'S ready to go bare-back with a girl he met online tells me he has something far worse than whatever his interest might be carrying. In other words, he doesn't know what you may or may not have, and he doesn't care. What does that say about him?

Rain still coming down.
Will it ever stop, you think?
God this %^$#! sucks.

My day in Haiku.

Watching it rain here.
Really need to cut my hay.
Money down the drain.

I'm having a beer.
Watching rain destroy my fields.
Thank you Mister Bill.

Still watching it rain.
Should be on second cutting.
Too muddy dammit.

One more beer for me.
Really shouldn't but I will.
Screw it, crop is toast.

At 20? Take care of your credit score. Use credit, but sparingly. You don't want to try buying your first house with a lousy credit score, having some old stuff to "clean up" first, and getting a crappy rate just because you were STUPID!

That particular initiation is generally performed at one of the lower schools by basically 18-19yo "kids," in kind of a frat mindset, usually following a particularly hellish school of some sort.

I want them to look in the casket and say, "Jeeeeez...what the f_ck happened to him?!?" After that, cremate me and dump me in the Gulf Stream.

Part of a military initiation. Hold old boy down, tie a length of string to his junk on top of a three story building, tie the other end of 4-stories worth of string to a cinder block. Three men hold him down while the block goes over the wall. Three seconds of absolute terror followed by a night of debauchery to forget it ever happened.

Tomorrow, my woman.

RTS

I can blank my mind and have sex, but it's a LOT better with someone you have an emotional connection with.

You really don't want to know...LOL!!!

elated