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Tuesday, October 24, 2017

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Past events reel before me, often placing a smile on my face. Time and again some memories surface from the cranial depths and become the part of my present, creating an even more wonderful and cherishing new memory. Living life to me is like seeing a good movie in an old cine theater, laughing, crying and letting all my emotions fly into the hall's quarter darkness, unintentionally memorizing the best scenes and dialogues and now and then looking back at the projector room with curiosity, wondering "How the hell does that thing works". It feels good when I can see life through this window... Read More

Strippers are not born. Yes, I know, all strippers are born but they are not born or destined to be a stripper. Strippers come from every background conceivable. One of my favorite questions I hate to answer is when someone asks me why a person becomes a stripper because for every person there is a reason and for every person there is her specific story. I will say that it has been my experience over the years that money is a key factor that lures women to strip their clothes off as a career. Even tho y'all will hear me joke about stripping as a profession or anything that happens around it... Read More

.............. in a not too distant past I had a life of which I haven't shared ever before. Of course, there are people who know bits and pieces of this story but I'm the only person alive who knows the actual story as it actually happened. Some may call this story a confession of sorts, some may shake their heads in disbelief, but in the end maybe you can realize that there was a time in my life when these were considered the best days in my life. Be sure to follow close as there are a few twists and turns that if you aren't paying attention you just might get lost. So, are we ready? If so,... Read More

“Soviet Union – yes … Egypt – no … Greece – no … United States – Yes … Grandpa, with a sheet of paper of all the countries in the UN assembly, was adding the numbers. On November 29th 1947 everyone was glued to the radio.

“As soon as the last vote was counted, we all rushed out, flooding the streets, heading for the city center, singing David Melech Israel Chai Vekaiam (David the king of Israel alive and living). Shops and restaurants opened their doors and handed out free food and drinks. Circles inside circles of hora dances erupted, and I, too, was singing and dancing, carried along... Read More

Ending back in southeast Texas was no mistake. It was part of the plan after getting a divorce and in the end divorcing the Air Force. If you need to get brought up to speed I suggest you read about the beginning of the journey at The Land Of The Rising Sun and the middle which was Welcome To The Land Of Enchantment and when you are done you will be ready to start here. I'm not going to wait for you tho, I must press on since I must get on with what will probably not be the last chapter, but might be close for now.I grew up in the great state of Texas and will always call it home no matter... Read More

This will be installment number two of where I was stationed, how being in the AMMO careerfield influenced my drinking habits, and different places I traveled while still being stationed at Holloman AFB in New Mexico. If necessary, you might need to read Land Of The Rising Sun to get caught up to where I left off. Originally when I was given relocation orders at Misawa AB Japan I was heading to Keflavik Iceland for two years on an accompanied tour. That went south and I was diverted to being stationed at Holloman AFB New Mexico to fill in for a shortage of Munitions Inspectors that they were... Read More

Who influenced your life as a child the most, in my case it’s my grandmother. She is my mother’s mother and the times I spend with her in my childhood are very precious to me. Her stories are the ones that gave wings to my imagination and planted the seed of a story teller in me. Among these cherished childhood memories the most memorable are those when she told me stories from the Hindu epics while feeding me; the combination of rice and peas curry with ghee, the intriguing characters in the story and her convincing tone were one of the reasons for my roly-poly form back then.

She always... Read More

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