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I was eighteen in a club in Greece wearing jeans and a button down. I was blackout drunk and one of my best friends was taking care of me. I didn’t know she had assaulted me until the next day when my others friends were talking about it. She had made an advance before, but I made it clear that I was not interested. I know I was too drunk to consent because I woke up in my bed in only my underwear with absolutely no recollection of the night before. She originally didn’t tell me what happened, excusing her actions because she was drunk too. I didn’t want to know any details anyway. She only made excuses, saying the only reason she hooked up with me in the club was because she thought I was someone else. My friends all wanted to confront her, but I didn’t think it was worth it—I just cut her out of my life. The next time I went clubbing she followed me around the whole night with my friends literally blocking her from getting to me. The next time I got with a girl my friends kept checking on me to make sure I was okay. I’m not sure if I’m okay. What really gets me is that she never voiced that she was in the wrong—she must have known I was too drunk. As a man I never expected to be assaulted. I didn’t know what to call it until my friends did.
Hershey has trademarked the phrase "Kiss Someone." That means no one else can use that phrase -- Hershey owns it. Is this madness?
According to a Wikipedia, "The owner of a registered trademark may commence legal proceedings for trademark infringement to prevent unauthorized use of that trademark."
Hershey OWNS the phrase "Kiss Someone." Careful if you say that -- your use may be deemed "Unauthorized" by the owner, and you could end up in court.
since she is across the pond, i took a picture of my memo board.
ANSH scavenger challenge "someone i love"
hoot, hoot, i am done and with almost 12 hours to spare ~grin~
When someone mentions the word ANARCHY the first thing that comes to mind is maybe The Sex Pistols, political radicals, chaos, or punks with blue mohawks. In actuality classic anarchy is more like a socilist uptopia that emulates (more or less)the Smurf village then it does an end of the world sinerio.
Anarchy was a very popular idea in the late 19th century. Anarchy colonies existed all over the world. In 1893 three familes each bought about 60 acres of land on the Key Peninsula in Washington state, just west of Tacoma. The residence and exstended familes opened stores, fished, farmed, and open a post office just as in any other town, but the stipulation here was they operated independent of any kind of law or government. It wasn't so much about rebellion and political disengagement as it was about freedom and free thinking. In addition to uptopia and anarchy there was strong ideas of new age spirituality, yoga, nudism, and a sexual revolution. With in a year more familes bought large parcels of land in the area and they strived for the new community to be the ideal uptopia. They called the new community HOME.
In 1901 president Willaim McKinley was assasinated by a self professed anarchist. Not long after that anarchists where witch hunted like communists during the cold war. Home Washington was soon in the public spot light nationally. Home was headquarted to a large independent newspaper that widely distributerd anarchy literature. Before long the post master was arrested for distributing indescent material via mail, an article on the sexual revolution and nudism. The U.S government arrested citizens of Home for tax evasion and the town ceased to exist just a quickly as it sprang up. By 1921 Home Washington was gone. The Community of Lakebay Washington was built where Home once existed but Lakebay is just an ordinary farming and fishing community.
The history just is what it is, not meant to stir up political debates. If you like to argue politicals there are plenty of AM talk radio shows that with gleefully listen to you vent.
This was the first time that Heather and I made it up to Scarborough. It's a good fair - not at big as the Texas Renaissance Festival (we are spoiled) but we had a great time there. Good entertainment and people watching - the only drawbacks were the heat - it was in the 90s, and the bright dappled lighting. We will head back there again - hopefully on a cool cloudy day!
Scarborough is held in Waxahachie, Texas - south of Dallas. It takes place over eight weekends from April to May.
I took these photos on 3 May 2014 - I think it was the 5th weekend.
Another shot from one of our morning walks. We typically get out to the trails very early and find ourselves alone in the woods. It's not until we're almost back the car, if at all, that we see any other people.
This spot, however, is very popular with other early morning dog walkers and it's not uncommon for us to see other people out with the dogs, enjoying the cold morning air. This guy was walking an old yellow lab across an intersecting trail.
Forrest is extremely well behaved when we see other people and animals on the trails. He generally knows they're around well before I do and usually watches very cautiously before figuring out the best way to move past without incident. That mostly means sticking very close to me. On the trail, particularly when we're running, Forrest is nearly always right behind me, often touching my heels every couple of steps. I suppose this gives him the greatest sense of safety and a good vantage point to keep an eye on me and our surroundings.