I was shocked how close the pyramids are to the urban sprawl of Cairo.
My plane stopped in Cairo enroute from Riyadh to NYC - never got off the plane, but I was quite surprised that I could see the pyramids anyway. Amazingly close. Altho it is a wonder I saw them because of all the smog. Cairo air was filthy.
When I was still single there was this married gal at a wedding without her husband, and she was drop dead gorgeous, stunning figure. Just stunning. Did I mention stunning? And, shall we say, the romance of the wedding had her all amped up. Yowza.
But she was married. (But stunning!) And the appearance differential was substantial. I don't know if I mentioned how absolutely stunning she was, but as for me, I am....not stunning. On the scale from Arnold Schwarzenegger in his prime to Arnold's twin brother in that one movie, I'm less Arnold and more brother. My intellectual side said "The fact that this stunning goddess wants you indicates a butt-load of crazy". Speaking of butts, she had.... well never mind. She was stunning.
Ahem.
Anyway because she was married, and because the great big flashing red warning light of crazy doom was flashing so fast in my brain that it was starting to smoke, I declined as gracefully as possible. Happily she did not go all Fatal Attraction on me. That was a serious test of my ability to make a sensible, morally correct, wise decision, which I passed. Dang it.
Did I mention how stunning she was? Yowza.
The missed opportunity facepalm factor is in direct proportion to the attractiveness level of said girl.
Gosh where do I start.
Advice to live by from oldpink.
My life so far has been long and interesting, just hope it goes on for a while longer.
Well when you're older than time itself, I'm sure there were many. Lol.
I'm kinda curious how many solar eclipses you've seen?
It's always a girl, isn't it?
Well, this morning I get worst father of the year by causing a missed opportunity for my son. Both of our alarms failed to go off and I failed to get him to his baseball travel team tryout this am.
Backstory: he grew 12" a year for 2 years and had Osgood slaughter (knee pain from rapid growth) up until about 1 yr ago. Because of that only played rec. league bball. After he realized it isn't painful to simply walk he really got into it. Has spent all last winter and this summer taking private lessons/ going to clinics, and playing with the goal of hitting a lot of travel team tryouts. He has real expectations and knows he is playing catch up but to simply fail to show up to one of the teams he had a good chance of getting on is a hard blow.
We are fighting some bad upset and depression today, this is a fresh one.
I have to ask Indiucky. He documents all of that stuff.
I painted this that one time....
she had lacy underthings mailed home to get dry cleaned. She was rather cute. I'm sure it was just a friends thing though.