Fire that ripped through The Slipway Cafe and above flats in 2004 (nobody was injured luckily)

Someone took a bite of the moon last night!

....and that someone is Judy Latham. Continuing on with the reversible foods idea – who knew this genre is called ‘Dilly’? – here we find inside-out hot dogs. Call us hard to please, but who wants to hold a cold pickle instead of a warm hot dog bun?

Strobist: single SB-26 into umbrella

Every western layout needs a Hang'in.

My mother took this and sent it out saying I had lost my mind. I've still got two months to go, but couldn't help it, I had to put some things together to just see what they were going to look like. I am in love with this 3-in-1 playpen. There is a giant monkey in the center, so cute. :)

A hot day on the beach at Harlech

[Hook - 2 Chainz x2:]

I had to give these hoes

I had to give these hoes someone to love

I said I had to give these hoes

I had to give these hoes someone to love

This what I'm doin'

This what I'm doin', it's easier than drugs

I said this what I'm doin'

This what I'm doin', it's easier than drugs

[2 Chainz:]

From a P in the pot

Type of nigga, used to sleep on a cot

Type of nigga, used to get it and go

You the type that sold a ki to a cop

Type of nigga, have your bitch in my spot

I'm the type to tie her feet in a knot

Type of nigga, turned a dream to a G

Type of nigga, turned that G to a drop

Turn around and take a P on the lot

Used to say, "Give me codeine on the rocks"

Used to say, "Kiss it one time" cause that coochie was stankin'

I sprayed some Febreze on the box, weed in my socks

Picture of me with a block on the block

Picture me rollin'

If I get gunned down today

Your picture they gon' be holdin'

Pick up the paper, custodian

Your bitch about to get stolen, now it is a wrap

Talkin' aluminum foil

Tat-tat-tat-tat, what the fuck? Shoot a nigga playin' tough

Show me a bitch that is loyal

I could sell her desert soil

Love me or love me not

You cannot go to my mama's spot

[Hook x2]

[Cap-1:]

I'm the type to put the ki on the block

I'm the type to be the king of the spot

Push button, ain't no key for the drop

Tatted my body, I think that I'm Pac

Got these bitches fallin' through to give me the box

Bet you niggas wonder how I did it

Fell in love with sellin' drugs and then I went and got a plug

And I made a little bit of money, spendin' hundred thousand limits

I had to give these hoes

I had to give these hoes someone to love

Took them 5s and 10s and 20s, added it up

Took them 50s, 100s, then I went to the club

They can see what I'm doin'

See what I'm doin', it's easier than drugs

In the kitchen water whippin', flippin' pigeons

Double the digits, the blue money come

Got the Forgiatto on that new Gallardo

Blowin' avocado, ridin' through Chicago

Got the double cup and lean in baby bottle

Got the shooters with me, black Mercedes follow

Shoe cost a bando

Rest in peace ‘Nando

My bitch came from Cuba, the weed from Cali

But my plug Mexicano

[Hook x2]

[Skooly:]

I do this shit for my people now

They say young Skay got the ether now

I'm sellin' this shit like illegal now

I'm comin' back to the teacher now

We're not the same, I'm a creature now

Came a long way from them Regals now

How he hop out of two seaters now?

That's what them bitches be sayin'

That's what them niggas be sayin'

But hate is an ugly trait

You want somethin' salty go shit in your hand

Shout out to Cap and his bitch

He got me whippin' my wrist in a Glad

Look like I'm whippin' my wrist in a Glad

All yellow Rollie, is piss on my hand

I never listen to man

God told me "give 'em the truth", I've just been spittin' the truth

That shit you're spittin' ain't true

I'm just a product, can prove

I'm somethin' ill in the booth

I'm known to kill in the booth, I'm known to spill in the booth

See I keep it better, I'll never talk to a pillar

And I cannot talk to these niggas, so

[Hook x2]

Словно тонкий платок оренбургский зацепился за голую ветвь...

Призрачно как... не то волна морская, не то вершины сглаженных гор, не то Млечный путь с новой галактикой опустились земной осенью любоваться

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50cm Monster Cross w/ 105 ten speed.

Someone's first visit to NYC has to include a stroll through Washington Square Park to take a look at the Arch. Here it's reflected on a clean pair of Ray Bans.

The most common lie we tell ourselves about individuality is that it requires finding our own proof for everything. To re-litigate every established issue, question all we ever learned, and defer to no expert who might know better. Me, I haven't got the time for that. This might seem like strange talk for someone so independently-minded, but I'm all about effective allocation of resources. You won't catch me "doing my own research" on important issues – I'd rather spend that time on looking for someone to trust. Allen, my neighbour, does most of my car work. He's been at it longer than I've been alive, so if he says it needs doing, I believe him. Susy, my wife, works in health care. Her experience far eclipses mine, so why should I commit to competing with her? The education and effort is more than I could manage.

There's a risk in this, of course. No one wants to mistakenly trust an idiot, but I'd rather keep looking than to put it all on myself. I think the quickest route to uselessness is in trying to know it all. I don't rate our species very highly in terms of multi-tasking. We're creatures of intense specialization, better off focused on a narrow band of things we do best. I might have a thought on major issues in passing, but I haven't got the brain space to become an amateur expert on medicine, politics, religion, psychiatry, or social matters. The internet serves up a constant temptation to be a know-it-all – and that's not something I'm interested in pursuing. Besides, it's functionally impossible. Those who've worked decades in a committed career, in any given field, must still defer to colleagues to fill the gaps in their knowledge. So why waste my time believing I could start from scratch?

When someone tries to tell me that the experts are idiots, I'm disinclined to listen if they're not an expert in that subject themselves. Ten years should do it – I'll wait. Arguing outside of your experience is wasting the time you could be using for learning. You've got two options – go all-in with the one thing that most concerns you, or be permanently pointless. Unless you're among the most brilliant minds on earth, you've probably only got the mental capacity for one major important pursuit. So which did I pick? Stories. When I was at my most angry and argumentative in my late teens, I kicked that to the curb to tell tales. Poems, prose, photos, and videos now and then. I gave every ounce of my energy to the ultimately heartwaking forces of art and emotion. Every single day of my life is consumed with this, and even then, I wish I had more to give.

June 1, 2023

Bear River, Nova Scotia

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What a cute way to put a smile on someone's face

But surprisingly, it looks hot too ;D

now gone.

A lot of cans in someone's recycling bin.

Someone passed away...the sad part is that his/her descendants don't want and probably can't even read the books left behind.

The Bull Wall is situated on the northern side of Dublin Bay and is a popular destination for walkers, especially on Sunday. The Stena Line Holyhead to Dublin passenger ferry can be seen in the background making her way into the busy port. On the left is the Réalt na Mara (Star of the Sea) statue which was erected by a religious group in 1972.

Someone commissioned more monster letters for their kids rooms.

Never mind, I'll find someone like you

I wish nothing but the best for you, too

Don't forget me, I begged, I remember you said

Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead

You know how the time flies

Only yesterday was the time of our lives

We were born and raised in a summer haze

Bound by the surprise of our glory days

I hate to turn up out of the blue, uninvited

But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it

I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded

That for me, it isn't over yet

A group of girls in a street in Florence. I really like the expression of the girl on the left!

Firenze

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www.thisaintnodisco.com/2010/08/18/someone-creative

Someone taking a selfie at Saltcoats harbour .

While visiting a friend at her childhood home on Canada Way, I took a snoop shot of the yard next door. It was a very warm bright day and I liked the strong shadows.

sure, you could spend that $150 it takes to make a custom jersey on something nice for your wife...or you could make this.

Someone told me it looked like Leonard Cohen's hat. I think his song, I'm Your Man, would sound perfect with this image.

We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today. ~Stacia Tauscher

Gaviota en Maintencillo.

Dentro de un sistema donde la mayoría de la gente no alcanza a observar la belleza de la naturaleza, al escaparme de Santiago encuentro a este bello ser que me deja sorprendido por la tranquilidad que transmite. De la misma forma en que la observo, en el instante ella me mira y con un gesto amable inclina su cabeza...