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You know, the classic storybook friendship. Moments later, it came to life, she hopped on its back and they flew away. In all honesty, though, neither the girl nor the lion look terribly pleased to be in the picture. It seems whoever carved the lion decoded to go for the 'mild panic" look on its face.
This rppc is one that I bought at a Dortmund flea market while I was living in Germany. I remember almost passing it up, since there were so many wonderful selections, and my funds were perpetually running rather low. I'm glad I chose to buy it, though, as it's one of my favorites now, partially for the lion and partially for the impeccable resolution and clarity (which is better on the original than the scan).
There isn't any writing on the back, but I would assume it was taken sometime in the 20s based on the girl's clothes and hairstyle. I tried googling "winged lion statues" to try and find out where it was taken, but without any luck.
[11:12pm]
I don't really know why but today I just felt really out of it. I just don't really feel like doing anything at all... Sarah's getting on my nerves calling me an Anal Pirate over and over again for 2 hours straight and since I don't really talk to anybody else except Noah, who's really only good for short conversations, I'm about to go crazy sitting at home all the time. But at the same time I really don't want to go out and do anything. Ugh. Damn My Life.
Anyway no offence to Noah about what I said, we just don't have that much to talk about except movies and Sarah, and music gets old and when we talk about Sarah it gets really really awkward.
But anyway, I thought today was gonna be a good day today, and to a certain extent it was, I managed to get a 100 on a math test which was pretty good, and Cullipher wasn't there, which was a bit of a blessing because we were supposed to have a really big test on the first two acts of Macbeth. So at least I'll have another day to study, or actually not, I never study for anything so technically it'll just be another day for me to worry about what I'll make on it and to think about studying.
I honestly don't know how I make the grades that I do, I mean last year in AP US History I made a 91 class average, thats like a 5.9 GPA because AP adds 2 points to the final grade. And I did all of that while only cracking the book twice. Ok that had alot to do with the fact that Mr. Gergle my teacher is insanly good at what he does but still a 91 for doing nothing, espically in AP, is awsome.
I'm taking AP Government this year and its actually alot easier, and I have a much better average in there because there's not as much work. The only problem is that the subject matter is deffiantly not as intresting as it was last year. Which sucks but again, at least the workload isnt as big.
Anyway ( I say that wayyyy too much), After all of my classes I had to submit myself to Sarah's tourture. I mean come on who really wants to sit in a room they can't leave, listening to a girl call you 1000 different variations of homosexual. It's not fun, although I think I have to commend her on her creativity. Anal Pirate was one of the tame ones.
I stole Sarah's calculator about halfway through 6th period, she never saw me so she was really confused for about 20 minutes. It really made my day. Even though that's an odd thing to be happy about.
After school everybody left and I was left to my own devices for a while. I forgot to bring the powercable for mom's laptop today so I couldnt play on the internet or do any HDR stuff because I didnt feel like waiting until I got home to process it all. I was just really out of it.
I'm really kind of done with school for a while, I mean I'm really having a better year that I did last year but I still get to a point where I can't stand this place anymore, Its just a little slower in coming now that I almost enjoy my time here. That is when Sarah's not lashing out at the world because her friend moved to Oklahoma.
Who knows though, I'm really getting off topic here. Mom picked me up at around 5, we got McDonalds (nasty) and we went home where I watched The Matador, which is a really good movie by the way with Pierce Brosnan and another guy who's name I can't remember at the moment. But it's basically Pierce Brosnan as a burnt out Hitman.
I also downloaded a bunch of music off of the movie. Mostly stuff by the Killers, who I hadn't heard of before tonight. I really like them.
I was trying to think up a picture that would go along with the title "In the Wee Small Hours of the Night" one of the songs that I downloaded last night by Sinatra but after finishing this i figured that the title was a little bit corny. I don't really like this one either but I guess it's better than the first.
But that's my day. And if you actually read all of this you really care wayyy too much about my life. Espically if you go to school with me, thats just a little wierd. Although I really don't mind. I put all of this stuff on the internet with the intention of people reading it so I can't complain when people from school read about it.
Ok thats it. I'm tired of typing.
One more thing though...
I'm finally on the home stretch, 64 pictures to go until I make it to a year. I'm gonna keep going though and after the first of the year I'm gonna start a new one, It will be the same pictures I'm just gonna try to write more so at the end of the year I can try and put everything in a book and have it printed.
Should be fun... but jesus I'm in a writing mood today. I've gotta stop.
Greetings mate! As many of you know, I love marrying art, science, and math in my fine art portrait and landscape photography!
The gold 45 revolver lingerie is designed in accordance with the golden ratio! More about the design and my philosophy of "no retouching" on the beautiful goddesses in my new book:
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The Golden Ratio informs a lot of my art and photographic composition. The Golden Ratio also informs the design of the golden revolver on all the swimsuits and lingerie, as well as the 45surf logo! Not so long ago, I came up with the Golden Ratio Principle which describes why The Golden Ratio is so beautiful.
The Golden Number Ratio Principle: Dr. E’s Golden Ratio Principle: The golden ratio exalts beauty because the number is a characteristic of the mathematically and physically most efficient manners of growth and distribution, on both evolutionary and purely physical levels. The golden ratio ensures that the proportions and structure of that which came before provide the proportions and structure of that which comes after. Robust, ordered growth is naturally associated with health and beauty, and thus we evolved to perceive the golden ratio harmonies as inherently beautiful, as we saw and felt their presence in all vital growth and life—in the salient features and proportions of humans and nature alike, from the distribution of our facial features and bones to the arrangements of petals, leaves, and sunflowers seeds. As ratios between Fibonacci Numbers offer the closest whole-number approximations to the golden ratio, and as seeds, cells, leaves, bones, and other physical entities appear in whole numbers, the Fibonacci Numbers oft appear in nature’s elements as “growth’s numbers.” From the dawn of time, humanity sought to salute their gods in art and temples exalting the same proportion by which all their vital sustenance and they themselves had been created—the golden ratio.
The Birth of Venus! Beautiful Golden Ratio Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Helen of Troy! She was tall, thin, fit, and quite pretty!
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I know it's not a recent photo and in fact I uploaded a different version of it (HDR), but I did some retouching simply with Photoshop RAW and voilà, judge for yourself.
You know your dolls have a thing for each other (and that they're going easy on YOU) if they allow themselves to be photographed in such a tricky pose and they hold it indefinitely.
She's actually teetering on the edge of a stool, and he's supporting both their weights by sheer knee placements and boot traction.
I know, it's another old shot - well, hey pal, I'm old and don't think there is anything wrong with old :-}
OK, I know there's no bus, but to go along with a picture posted a couple of days ago of some of the Pooles Coachways fleet standing outdoors, here's a shot of their garage at Alsagers Bank. The large 'car port' type open structure with the quite imposing facade led to a workshop which could be locked off by roller doors.
Their Bedford CF 'pick up' can be seen on the left. In spite of the latter's faults, real or percieved, the type certainly had good all round visibility for the driver.
Whilst the front portion of the garage has definitely been demolished, the rearmost shed still remains so far as I'm aware.
Or do I really know you?
Was backing up my photos and found this one taken a while ago by black umbrella. Thanks!
The Plaxton "Panorama" coach body was fitted to various chassis. How then, did one tell what type of chassis it was? The practiced eye could usually read the signs. In this case the badge on the front, "BRISTOL LH", is a bit of a giveaway ...but this was often absent or had been nicked by some screwdriver-equipped enthusiast. With LHs the best clue was the bodywork, whose width exceeded that of the chassis by several inches on each side, producing a rather graceless "overbodied" look. One had to be on one's toes though, because some companies, notably Western National and operators in the Channel Islands, with lots of narrow country roads in their territory, had special bodies made to the same width as the axles. One needed corroboration. The next things to look for were the slotted apertures for the LH's front-mounted radiator, which were always above as well as below the bodywork's waist rail. Any screen for the destination or owner's fleetname usually appeared below the windscreen on Plaxton Panoramas, but because of the position of the LH's radiator, it had to be repositioned in the "dome" ...i.e. the forward-facing part of the roof.
This LH belonged to Brewer & Grieveson, of Sparham, Norfolk, who had acquired it secondhand from Carter, Litcham, in February 1978. The photograph was taken in the Vauxhall Bridgefoot Coach Park, London, on Saturday 19th August 1978.
The UK's motorway network was expanding quickly in the first years of the 1970s and this Royal Automobile Club map folder shows the extent of the new roads as well as giving advice as to the 'rules of the road' and information as to signs and services.
This one side of the large fold out brochure has on the whole open and under construction motorway network at June 1972 and shows that much of the current 'spine' was in place with some notable excpetions such as the M5 south west extension, the M25 London Orbital and the M74 north of the Border. The other side has these series of strip maps showing individual motorways in more detail including proposed service stations. There are also some of the shorter-lived motorways such as the original intentions as to the A48(M) and sections now re-numbered such as the M66/M62 that now, around Manchester, form the M60.
Know God’s Sovereignty and Find Happiness in Life
Jan 18, 201953
By Kaoshen, Germany
When I was little, my father would often say to me, “My son, our family is not well-off, so if you want anything you have to earn money. When you have money, you have everything!” From then on, my dream was to have a career making big bucks so that my family could live a good life.
Once I’d grown up and left school, I worked as an apprentice in a restaurant and a warehouseman at a chemical plant. Although working tired me out, seeing the money I was earning gradually grow, I thought it was all worth it no matter how hard the work was.
Later on, a relative helped me get a job at a clothing company, and the boss said to me: “As long as you work hard, you will soon be able to buy a car and a house.” Hearing him say this, my morale for work soared and I poured all my thought into my job. But after some time had gone by, I still hadn’t managed to get even one contract. A manager warned me, saying, “It’s not enough in this society to be willing to work hard. You have to cultivate personal relationships!” Hearing such meaningful words from the manager, I fell into deep thought: I’m an introvert and I’m the worst at forming personal relationships. But if I don’t change the way I interact with people and conform to the trend, I won’t make any money. That way, my family and I won’t ever be able to live happily … I battled with this idea for a while, but then so as to make a lot of money, I began to learn from my co-workers about giving presents and cultivating relationships with managers from various companies. I would often take clients out eating and drinking as well, and go to karaoke bars with them. One time, I’d gone out of town to take a client out for dinner and, because I’d drunk so much alcohol, I ended up vomiting a lot when I got back to my hotel. My stomach really hurt, but my heart hurt even more. I thought about how I’d had to change myself in order to make money and that I kept attending all kinds of social activities, licking other people’s boots and having to play a role, and even having to drink alcohol every day which was causing my body harm. After every social function, I felt physically and mentally exhausted. Ah! I remember a work colleague once saying mockingly, “While we’re young, we sell our lives for money, but when we get old, we use the money to buy life!” Thinking of these words, I felt a little sad. But I felt I had to accept it in order to make money so that my family could live a good life!
Two years later, although I’d made some money and had managed to buy both a car and a house, the pressure on me at work was growing with each passing day. I felt more and more oppressed, and when anything unsatisfactory happened, I couldn’t stop myself from losing my temper at my family and venting my emotions on them. Gradually, my relationship with my family was becoming colder and colder, there was no longer any laughter heard in our home and my heart was feeling more and more empty. I felt very pained and confused, but I didn’t know what else I could do except earn money. And so, in this way, I continued bustling and busying myself for money’s sake.
One day in September 2009, it was raining, and my wife and I drove out of town to go to a public bid event. I was driving fast along the highway when suddenly the wheels started to skid. Instinctively, I slammed on the brakes, but because we were going so fast, the front of the car suddenly lifted up and we hit the road barrier. We then immediately swung from the overtaking lane across onto the hard shoulder. The front of the car was crushed flat, and the side of the car was in a ditch about 10 meters deep. Right then, I was so frightened, I didn’t know what to do. I turned and called my wife’s name. After calling to her several times, she finally made some answer. Luckily, we were both unharmed, and we managed to walk away from such a dangerous car accident!
Three days later, I was throwing myself back into my stressful, busy job, but from time to time I would recall that accident, and ask myself: “If I died, what use would it be no matter how much I earned? I now have everything I need, so by rights I should be happy. So why don’t I feel happy at all, but on the contrary I just feel more and more pained? In order to make money, I degrade myself by fawning on company managers all day long and I live without a shred of dignity, and these complicated personal relationships give me a lot of anxiety. I suffer from migraines and I often can’t sleep at night. The doctor says it’s very probable that I will suddenly develop high blood pressure, and to take care of myself I have to take Chinese medicine every day … Can this be the happy life I’ve always wanted? What should I do? Who can save me from this pain?”
In October 2010, my wife and I accepted God’s work of the last days, and I read these words of God: “Is the world really your place of rest? … Can you truly use your fleeting enjoyment to cover up the emptiness in your heart that cannot be concealed?” (“What It Means to Be a Real Man”). “When you are weary and when you begin to feel something of the bleak desolation of this world, do not be lost, do not cry.The Church of Almighty God , the Watcher, will embrace your arrival at any time. He is watching by your side, waiting for you to turn back. He is waiting for the day you suddenly recover your memory: realizing the fact that you came from God, but at who knows what point losing your direction, at who knows what point falling senseless by the wayside, and again at who knows what point acquiring a ‘father.’ Furthermore, you realize that the Almighty has been there the whole time, standing watch, awaiting your return, for a very, very long time” (“The Sighing of the Almighty”). God’s words gave me a very warm feeling. I was like a tiny boat tossed about on the vast ocean that had finally found a safe harbor. Thinking of the past few years, although I’d made some money and had been living a great material life, yet I hadn’t been happy at all. Every day, I’d kept myself busy with all kinds of social events, flitting back and forth maintaining various complicated personal relationships until I was physically and mentally exhausted and I felt that my life had no goal or direction. Thanks be to God! Just as I was at the lowest point in my life, God showed me mercy and kindness and He brought me before Him. Through reading God’s words, I came to understand that God had always been by my side, watching over me and accompanying me, waiting for me to turn back to Him. Within God’s words, I experienced the warmth of His love and I saw hope for life. Afterward, whenever I had a break, I would quieten myself before God and read His words.
One day, I read these words of God: “Born into such a filthy land, man has been severely blighted by society, he has been influenced by feudal ethics, and he has been taught at ‘institutes of higher learning.’ The backward thinking, corrupt morality, mean view on life, despicable philosophy, utterly worthless existence, and depraved lifestyle and customs—all of these things have severely intruded upon man’s heart, and severely undermined and attacked his conscience. As a result, man is ever more distant from God, and ever more opposed to Him” (“To Have an Unchanged Disposition Is to Be in Enmity to God”). “Within these things that people worship—knowledge, status, fame and gain, wealth, power—which of them does God like? Which of them are positive things? Which of them conform to the truth? None of them! But these things exist in everyone and are liked by everyone. From interpersonal relationships and from their attitudes to others it can be seen that people attach great importance to status, power and wealth” (“The Elements of Faithlessness Within Man and Man’s Nature That Betrays God”). From God’s words, I understood that the reason I lived in such pain was all because of Satan’s corruption and because I had been poisoned by Satan. Since I was little, being influenced and nurtured by my family, I had taken the satanic life axioms of “Money isn’t everything, but without it, you can do nothing,” “Money is first,” “You can only be happy with money,” and so on and accepted them into my heart. I had greatly advocated money and believed that I could only be happy if I had money, and I had hoped to one day become a rich man. Therefore, after I entered society, my heart had been filled with money and I had been willing to suffer anything so long as I could make money, so much so that I had followed evil trends and not stinted at abandoning my dignity and sucking up to clients. I had used means such as entertaining people and giving gifts to maintain personal relationships and had taken them out eating and drinking, and I had had to drink alcohol until I couldn’t stand up anymore. I had flitted back and forth from various places of entertainment and I hadn’t even had any time to spend with my family. Instead, I’d lost my temper with them because I was under so much pressure, until my relationship with my own family had become estranged. And yet I still always worried about not having properly maintained some relationship with clients and so would often lose sleep over it, and I developed all kinds of illnesses, and it got to the point where I had been in such a hurry to attend that public bid event that I had a car accident and almost lost my life. I had blindly advocated and pursued wealth and had ruined my body through exhaustion and lost all dignity for the sake of money. I had become a slave to money, and yet I never thought that all I’d get in return would be an exhausted body and a heart in such pain! Only then did I see clearly that the satanic life axioms I had always clung to were wrong and evil, and all they could do was to make me increasingly selfish and deceitful. I had been living with the face of Satan, and God hated and detested it.
Then I read these words of God: “The source of life comes from God, for all created beings, however different they may be in form or structure. … Without the care, keeping, and provision of God, man cannot receive all that he was meant to receive, no matter how diligently he tries or how arduously he struggles. Without the supply of life from God, man loses the sense of value in living and the sense of the meaning of life” (“God Is the Source of Man’s Life”). From God’s words, I understood that God is the Creator, and everything we need to live and everything we need in our lives is inextricably linked to God’s provision. Only when we come before God to worship Him, when we pursue in accordance with His requirements and we have His care and protection can our hearts be joyful, at ease and at peace, and only then can our lives have value. If we live by Satan’s philosophies and axioms and we have no place for God in our hearts, then even though we may gain money and material enjoyment through struggling and striving, we will still feel unbearable pain because our hearts are empty, and we have no direction in life. Like me who, although I made some money over these past few years and on the surface I looked to be living a very comfortable and happy life, yet because I was living by Satan’s poisons, I was physically and mentally exhausted every day, and no material enjoyment or physical comfort could replace the emptiness and pain in the deepest recesses of my heart. I was like a prisoner shackled with chains made of gold. Only now did I understand that my emptiness and pain were because I had no place for God in my heart, I had been without the guidance and provision of God’s words, I had blindly lived by Satan’s fallacious ideologies, and because I had advocated money and been controlled and manipulated by Satan. I then read these words spoken by the Lord JesusLord Jesus: “Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much better than they?” (Matthew 6:26). Yes indeed, the fowls of the air live freely by relying on what God prepares for them, and this is even more true for us humans. God prepares everything for us in such abundance, and I believed that God had arranged everything perfectly for how my life would be. How much I earned every day was ruled and predestined by God, and I realized that I must no longer live by Satan’s poisons like I had before. I wished to place my job and my life into God’s hands and submit to God’s orchestrations and arrangements. With this understanding, my heart felt much more relaxed.
If you know me, you knew it would only be a matter of time before I lost my skirt! I’m wearing a bodysuit, not the classic leotard that would normally accompany white tights and ballet slippers, but hey, I’m still enjoying it a lot and hope you are too!!💕❤️
All I know is that you're so nice, you're the nicest thing I've seen. I wish that we could give it a go, see if we could be something. I wish I was your favourite girl, I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world. I wish I was your favourite smile, I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style. I wish you couldn't figure me out but you always wanna know what I was about. I wish you'd hold my hand when I was upset, I wish you'd never forget the look on my face when we first met. (...)
Nicest thing, KATE NASH.
From one of the greatest rap albums
Ya Mama
Intro:
Yo man, you gotta be... you know
You gotta be on to die, man, what's up with that?
Yo bro-shot
Yeah, word up bro-shot
Uh, we need some brothers to be, uh, like droppin knowledge
and writin good stuff
Ay man, why don't you quit talkin all the stuff and do something about it?
You know what I'm sayin?
Oh, you talking about.. kick some, uh, knowledge...
Yeah, well you do that like right now
... and some wisdom for the people
What's up with that?
OK, I got it
(brothers and sisters)
Verse One: Fat Lip
Ya mom is so fat (how fat is she?)
Ya mama is so big and fat that she can get busy
with twenty-two burritos, but times are rough
I seen her in the back of Taco Bell with handcuffs
The sad fact (what?) ya mama smokes crack (what?)
She got a burning yearning and there's no turning back
Her knuckles drag down to the ground when she walk
Spit comes out that bitch mouth when she talk
Refrain:
Naked on a mountain top, tootin on a flizoot
Ridin on a horse drinking whisky out a bizoot
She's got the wings and teeth of an african bat
Her middle name is Mudbone and on top of all that:
Ya mama got a glass eye with the fish in it (3X)
Ya mama, ya mama, ya mama
Verse Two: Booty Brown
Ya mama look like she's been in the dryer with some rocks
With the big bust nose sucking dirt out of socks
Held up the ice cream truck with a slingshot
She grabbed a bag of Cheese Corn and a soda pop
Ya mama root'n'toot and stole my loot and my suit
She may have the muscles, but no, she's not cute
She's not pretty, oh what a pity, got the glass titty
Filled up with Kool-aid, just for the kiddies
Refrain:
On a cliff butt naked, tootin on a flute
Ridin on a horse drinkin whisky out a boot
She's got the teeth and the wings of an African bat
Her middle name is Mudbone and on top of all that
Ya mama got the wooden legs with real feet (3X)
Ya mama, ya mama, ya mama
Verse Three: Imani
Watch out, I'm thinkin about your mother to a funky beat
I went to your house, and she licked me on the cheek
I said excuse me lady, but I remember seeing you at the Palladium
way back in September
Cause you was beatboxin for Lou Rawls
In some bright red boxer drawers
You said ya moms was pretty and young
But she's old as dirt and got hair on her tongue
Refrain:
Ya moms, ya moms, she uses Brut
And I saw her ridin a horsey drinking whisky out a boot
She's got the wings and teeth of an african bat
Her middle name is Mudbone, and on top of all that
Ya mama's got a peg leg with a kickstand (3X)
Ya mama, ya mama, ya mama
Verse Four: Silm Kid Tre
Awwwwwwww, ya mom is so fat (how fat is she?)
We rode up on her back to get some burgers from Wendy's
and her skates went flat; I got stuck in her butt crack
They thought I was lost but I was caught by the G-strap
Heaven forbid a giant fart would give way
Cause that would blow me round the world in a day
We drove into the drive-in and she didn't have to pay
because we dressed her up to look just like a Chevrolet
Refrain:
Naked on a mountain top tootin on a flizoot
Ridin on a horse, drinkin whisky out a bizoot
With the wings and the teeth of an african bat, ba-aa-aa-at
Her middle name is Mudbone and on top of all that
Ya mama's got an afro, with a chin strap (3X)
Ya mama, ya mama, ya mama
Outro:
Ya mama got snake skin teeth
Ya mama wears coat hangers for earrings , dude she looks like.... hehehe
Ya mama was making sex threats to Ricky Bell and shit
Ya mama jacked the Kool-aid man for a sip, nigga
Ya mama was walking down on Sunset with a 99 cent sign on her back
(You're a sellout) ya mama's a sellout nigga ya mama
Nigga ya mama did a pop tune nigga
Ya mama's glasses are so thick she look into a map
and see people wavin at her
Your mother got an Ouija board on her back
Sidney with EQ and everything what he be sayin
His mother be hooked, fishin with a hook and reel at the frozen food section
Tre's mama got Playdough teeth
Ya mother be eatin daisies like Now and Laters and shit
Ya mama's an extra on the Simpsons and shit
Ya mama's so fat you can't even see her legs
it just looks like she's just gliding across the floor...
copyright & lyrics by The Pharcyde
I know what you are saying:
Laurette! A woman of your age and experience, wearing a skirt that short!
Have you no sense of decency? No decorum? Don't you know the meaning of the word 'propriety'?
Quick answer: I guess not
durring a stopover on my journey home due to an UXB on the platform of the next station, I spied an army truck that looked like it might have some supplies within.
Well you never know they have something to top up my rations with.
Well I got chatting to a nice sergeant and left with a few extras such as a dozen eggs, a nice bag of tea and the biggest prizes some butter and cheese.
I had stumbled upon the catering Corp
just need to dind some Yanks now for stockings and chocolate.
I know I'm so paranoid
But I've been that way since I was a boy
Knee high, stage fright
Even if you're alright
I've got to be
The first to know
La idea fundamental es: ¿por qué hay que hacer siempre algo? ¿Por qué uno tiene que pasarse la vida yendo y viniendo? ¿Por qué no puedo quedarme quieto un momento sin tener que decidir de qué sabor quiero mi helado?
Most people really don't know how fat cells work, how the fat burning process takes place or where the fat goes when it's burned. It's actually quite a complex biochemical process, but I'll explain it as simply as possible.
When you "lose" body fat, the fat cell (also called an adipocyte) does not go anywhere or "move into the muscle cell to be burned. The fat cell itself, (unfortunately) stays right where it was - under the skin in your thighs, stomach, hips, arms, etc., and on top of the muscles - which is why you can't see muscle "definition" when your body fat is high.
The fat is not burned right there in the fat cell,it must be liberated from the fat cell.
Fat is stored inside the fat cell in the form of triglyceride. The fat is not burned right there in the fat cell, it must be liberated from the fat cell through somewhat complex hormonal/enzymatic pathways. When stimulated to do so, the fat cell simply releases its contents (triaglycerol) into the bloodstream as free fatty acids (FFA's), and they are transported through the blood to the tissues where the energy is needed.
A typical young male adult stores about 60,000 to 100,000 calories of energy in body fat cells. What triggers the release of all these stored fatty acids from the fat cell? Simple: When your body needs energy because you're consuming fewer calories than you are burning (an energy deficit), then your body releases hormones and enzymes that signal your fat cells to release your fat reserves instead of keeping them in storage. To know more visit www.yogagurusuneelsingh.com Pic by Vijay Gautam Monty
You know who these guys are. Happy 80th to the World's Greatest Detective--you don't look a day over 40.
Arkham-inspired designs here for Bats and Robin (Tim Drake). Finished Arkham Knight recently and loved it. That new CMF Bounty Hunter guy eludes me for a Knight of my own, though...
Its The End Of The World As We Know It
R.E.M
That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane
And Lenny Bruce is not afraid
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn
World serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs.
Feed it off an aux speak, grunt
No strength the ladder starts to clatter with the fear, fight down height.
Wire in a fire, representing seven games with a government for hire and a combat site.
Left of West and coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck.
Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered crop.
Look at that low playing! Fine then.
Uh oh, overflow, population, common food, but it'll do.
Save yourself, serve yourself.
World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed.
Dummy with the rapture and the reverent in the right - right.
You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light,
Feeling pretty psyched.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
I know, it looks grim and fierce, but actually these creatures are very calm and peaceful. Here is what WWF has to say about them:
"Gorillas display many human-like behaviors and emotions, such as laughter and sadness. They even make their own tools to help them survive in the forest. In fact, gorillas share 98.3% of their genetic code with humans, making them our closest cousins after chimpanzees and bonobos. The largest of the great apes, gorillas are stocky animals with broad chests and shoulders, large, human-like hands and small eyes set into hairless faces.
Gorillas live in family groups of usually 5 to 10, but sometimes two to more than 50, led by a dominant male who holds his position for years. Females become sexually mature around seven or eight years old but don’t begin to breed until a couple of years later. Males mature at an even greater age. Once a female begins to breed, she’ll likely give birth to only one baby every four to six years, and only three or four over her entire lifetime. This low rate of reproduction makes it difficult for gorillas to recover from population declines. Both gorilla species have been decreasing in numbers for decades, and a 2010 United Nations report suggests that they may disappear from large parts of the Congo Basin by the mid-2020s."
Technically, I went low key again. I have a high key version with a white background here on my Mac, but it just isn't ready for prime time yet. And it may never be.
I left just a little bit of color on the teeth.
Either you view this in the lightbox with all other light sources dimmed or you'd better let it be. So please press 'L'.
Enjoy!
I didn't know which one to choose! They all came out so good!
I think this one is my second favorite, but I did A LOT of photoshopping of the background because of these gross shadows so I figured I'd make the most natural one the photo of the day.
I know that these birds have been "shot" to death" but I am fascinated that so colorful of a bird can be real. Living in the mountains, I don't get the opportunity to see theses colors in nature very often. Thanks to the San Diego Zoo for the opportunity, I wish I could have spent a lot more time with these lovely birds.
Greetings mate! As many of you know, I love marrying art, science, and math in my portrait and landscape photography!
The gold 45 revolver is designed in accordance with the golden ratio! More about the design and my philosophy of "no retouching" on the beautiful goddesses in my new book:
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"Photographing Women Models: Portrait, Swimsuit, Lingerie, Boudoir, Fine Art, & Fashion Photography Exalting the Venus Goddess Archetype"
If you would like a free review copy, message me!
And here's more on the golden ratio which appears in many of my landscape and portrait photographs (while shaping the proportions of the golden gun)!
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The dx4/dt=ic above the gun on the lingerie derives from my new physics books devoted to Light, Time, Dimension Theory!
www.facebook.com/lightimedimensiontheory/
Thanks for being a fan! Would love to hears your thoughts on my philosophies and books! :)
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Beautiful swimsuit bikini model goddess!
Golden Ratio Lingerie Model Goddess LTD Theory Lingerie dx4/dt=ic! The Birth of Venus, Athena, and Artemis! Girls and Guns!
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I am working on several books on "epic photography," and I recently finished a related one titled: The Golden Number Ratio Principle: Why the Fibonacci Numbers Exalt Beauty and How to Create PHI Compositions in Art, Design, & Photography: An Artistic and Scientific Introduction to the Golden Mean . Message me on facebook for a free review copy!
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The Golden Ratio informs a lot of my art and photographic composition. The Golden Ratio also informs the design of the golden revolver on all the swimsuits and lingerie, as well as the 45surf logo! Not so long ago, I came up with the Golden Ratio Principle which describes why The Golden Ratio is so beautiful.
The Golden Number Ratio Principle: Dr. E’s Golden Ratio Principle: The golden ratio exalts beauty because the number is a characteristic of the mathematically and physically most efficient manners of growth and distribution, on both evolutionary and purely physical levels. The golden ratio ensures that the proportions and structure of that which came before provide the proportions and structure of that which comes after. Robust, ordered growth is naturally associated with health and beauty, and thus we evolved to perceive the golden ratio harmonies as inherently beautiful, as we saw and felt their presence in all vital growth and life—in the salient features and proportions of humans and nature alike, from the distribution of our facial features and bones to the arrangements of petals, leaves, and sunflowers seeds. As ratios between Fibonacci Numbers offer the closest whole-number approximations to the golden ratio, and as seeds, cells, leaves, bones, and other physical entities appear in whole numbers, the Fibonacci Numbers oft appear in nature’s elements as “growth’s numbers.” From the dawn of time, humanity sought to salute their gods in art and temples exalting the same proportion by which all their vital sustenance and they themselves had been created—the golden ratio.
The Birth of Venus! Beautiful Golden Ratio Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Helen of Troy! She was tall, thin, fit, and quite pretty!
Read all about how classical art such as The Birth of Venus inspires all my photography!
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"Photographing Women Models: Portrait, Swimsuit, Lingerie, Boudoir, Fine Art, & Fashion Photography Exalting the Venus Goddess Archetype"
I know those of you who live near big reedbed wetlands get plenty of opportunities to photograph Bearded Tits. But they have an incredibly localised distribution in Britain and I live a long way from any of them. They are totally absent from the uplands, and largely absent from the lowlands too come to think of it. So I don't get chance to see them very often, let alone manage a photograph. This isn't the best photograph in the world but in my books I would consider this a good view of this elusive denizen of dense reedbeds that is heard more often than it is seen. The call by the way is a distinctive "twang" that is used as a contact call to keep families together as they move through dense reedbeds. It is this twanging noise that invariably alerts me to their presence and sometimes gets me one of my infrequent glimpses.
I remember first looking at a picture of Bearded Tit in the Observer's Book of Birds when I was about five years old. I was totally entranced by it with its dove grey head and bizarre drooping moustache. It was years later before I actually saw one, at Minsmere I think, and it has been one of my favourites ever since. This male was with a loose group of other Bearded Tits in a reedbed in East Yorkshire. Although slightly obscured it shows all the features that make this such an attractive bird, not least the moustache, blue head, yellow bill and pale eye, plus the camouflaged body and long tail. If you look carefully you can see another just behind it.
Incidentally, despite the name it is not a member of the "Tit" family. It is the only European representative of a largely oriental family known as "Parrotbills" (Panuridae). There was a move to change the name to Bearded Parrotbill but it never caught on, but it is also widely known as Bearded Reedling, which has a nice ring to it and does not confuse people that it is related to Blue Tits.
Well, you know how it is... When you get used to this, you'll always keep looking, always try to find someone to photograph.
A couple weeks ago I went to Antalya for a fly-in event and had the chance to shoot some stranger portraits.
Meet Melis.
I met her when I visited the tower to take some photos of the landing aircraft. It looked like she's a friend of the air traffic controller and they were sitting inside. I said hi and settled into the balcony.
After some time they came out and she started posing to the controller with the binoculars and the radio and the guy was taking her pictures with a cell phone.
As you would imagine, that was the point when I jumped into the scene. :)
It turned out that Melis is working for an airline company and supervising the cargo operations and she was at Antalya for a short weekend trip.
Lately, I am struggling with the tone curves of my monitors. I have two and never had managed to tune them properly and they have different tones. Hope you guys see a nice, natural looking picture that is not overprocessed.
This picture is #42 in my 100 strangers project. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the 100 Strangers Flickr Group page
To view more street portraits and stories visit The Human Family www.flickr.com/groups/thehumanfamily/
Today is the first day of Testicular Cancer Awareness Month so Jack and I are doing our bit. (And feeling our bits!)
Regular viewers will know of my sheer and utter disdain for anything that is evenly remotely connected to the Senedd, the Welsh Assembly and all of their nasty cronies and offshoots. Except of course, the WAG express...
But anyway, there was possibly no-one more pleased in the Principality this afternoon than myself, pleased to read the news that Calamitous Carwyn, Carwyn Jones, the First Minister, has quit. Well, he hasn't quit, but has announced he will step down 'in the autumn'. Good sodding riddance.
His announcement was made at the Welsh Labour conference, being held this weekend in Llandudno. Welcome to the frozen north boys. Glad you found your way past Merthyr. You might find the air up here a bit thin for you...
You see, dear Carwyn, ably supported by his sideprick, sorry that should be sidekick, Ken Skates (minister for the environment, transport and stuff other people can't be arsed dealing with) is entirely responsible for the mess that the Welsh franchise finds itself in. Ok, I'll be fair, Tweedledumb and Tweedledumber aren't responsible for the 15 years of Arriva no-growth we've just endured, that accolade falls fairly and squarely to Alastair Darling and his delinquent eyebrows.
But the current pressing mess? The late running PRM mods, calling them late is being kind, bugger all next to nothing has been done, despite warnings from Porterbrook Leasing of all people. In 2013...
The 2018 franchise re-let? Ah, yes, the one where favourites Arriva pulled the plug. And second favourite Abellio defaulted after a night in bed with Carillion, leaving a franchise to be picked up by one of two also rans, MTR or Keolis. Both of which have a very solid track record of rural railway operation.
Not.
The Valley Lines Tram-Train project? Oh, don't get me started, the 'vanity project'. How to fuck up a rail network in one fall swoop. And how to suck up the entire Welsh transport budget for years to come in one go.
Yes, all these wonderous things have been brought to you by the Carwyn and Ken show, sponsored by Welsh Labour.
I have no clue what comes next. However, there's no show without Mr. Punch. I fully expect Ken Skates, the only guy on earth who could make a cardboard box look a better proposition, to go for the vacancy. And god help us if he should win.
Meanwhile, the announcement of the preferred bidder will be made soon. The Senedd trusts us with that information. We'll get no more than that, we the public, the taxpayers, don't need to know more than that. After all, we can trust the politicians to get it right.
Can't we?
1W96, the WAG express, at Rhyl on 18 April 2018, 67020 doing the business.
Don't let the door hit your ass on the way out Carwyn...
Yes i know, this ride has 2 Poohs.
i don't know why they decided to add 2 Poohs. I don't know if it's a factory error, or maybe that's how this unit is. Also, i think because there's 2 Poohs, i think it should play the Winnie the Pooh Song from the log see saw ride. if Tigger is there, it plays The Wonderful Thing About Tiggers
Greetings mate! As many of you know, I love marrying art, science, and math in my fine art portrait and landscape photography!
The gold 45 revolver lingerie is designed in accordance with the golden ratio! More about the design and my philosophy of "no retouching" on the beautiful goddesses in my new book:
www.facebook.com/Photographing-Women-Models-Portrait-Swim...
"Photographing Women Models: Portrait, Swimsuit, Lingerie, Boudoir, Fine Art, & Fashion Photography Exalting the Venus Goddess Archetype"
If you would like a free review copy, message me!
And here's more on the golden ratio which appears in many of my landscape and portrait photographs (while shaping the proportions of the golden gun)!
www.facebook.com/goldennumberratio/
'
The dx4/dt=ic above the gun on the lingerie derives from my new physics books devoted to Light, Time, Dimension Theory!
www.facebook.com/lightimedimensiontheory/
Thanks for being a fan! Would love to hears your thoughts on my philosophies and books! :)
http:/instagram.com/elliotmcgucken
instagram.com/goldennumberratio
Beautiful swimsuit bikini model goddess!
Golden Ratio Lingerie Model Goddess LTD Theory Lingerie dx4/dt=ic! The Birth of Venus, Athena, and Artemis! Girls and Guns!
Would you like to see the whole set? Comment below and let me know!
Follow me!
I am working on several books on "epic photography," and I recently finished a related one titled: The Golden Number Ratio Principle: Why the Fibonacci Numbers Exalt Beauty and How to Create PHI Compositions in Art, Design, & Photography: An Artistic and Scientific Introduction to the Golden Mean . Message me on facebook for a free review copy!
www.facebook.com/goldennumberratio/
The Golden Ratio informs a lot of my art and photographic composition. The Golden Ratio also informs the design of the golden revolver on all the swimsuits and lingerie, as well as the 45surf logo! Not so long ago, I came up with the Golden Ratio Principle which describes why The Golden Ratio is so beautiful.
The Golden Number Ratio Principle: Dr. E’s Golden Ratio Principle: The golden ratio exalts beauty because the number is a characteristic of the mathematically and physically most efficient manners of growth and distribution, on both evolutionary and purely physical levels. The golden ratio ensures that the proportions and structure of that which came before provide the proportions and structure of that which comes after. Robust, ordered growth is naturally associated with health and beauty, and thus we evolved to perceive the golden ratio harmonies as inherently beautiful, as we saw and felt their presence in all vital growth and life—in the salient features and proportions of humans and nature alike, from the distribution of our facial features and bones to the arrangements of petals, leaves, and sunflowers seeds. As ratios between Fibonacci Numbers offer the closest whole-number approximations to the golden ratio, and as seeds, cells, leaves, bones, and other physical entities appear in whole numbers, the Fibonacci Numbers oft appear in nature’s elements as “growth’s numbers.” From the dawn of time, humanity sought to salute their gods in art and temples exalting the same proportion by which all their vital sustenance and they themselves had been created—the golden ratio.
The Birth of Venus! Beautiful Golden Ratio Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Helen of Troy! She was tall, thin, fit, and quite pretty!
Read all about how classical art such as The Birth of Venus inspires all my photography!
www.facebook.com/Photographing-Women-Models-Portrait-Swim...
"Photographing Women Models: Portrait, Swimsuit, Lingerie, Boudoir, Fine Art, & Fashion Photography Exalting the Venus Goddess Archetype"
Me - You know what I like pizza not too many toppings and it needs to be spicy. I like steak (although trying to eat a more plant based diet these days) medium rare with a fresh salad. I like hot and spicy, sour and bitter... not too much sweets but I like ice cream. I love love ice cream and if it is in the house I will eat it all.....Wine, I prefer red....beer with a burger
...gin tonic and tequila.... I like popcorn. Jeans and tees are my favourite things to wear and I love boots
I wear high heels except when I'm hiking or walking or working out...l like to hike, explore, kayaking walking and challenging myself physically.. I love to watch Netflix and love all kinds of music.
I love to drive fast and consider myself an aggressive courteous driver if that makes any sense...let me in I let you in...Everyday I need to be out doors..if I'm feeling down nothing cheers me more than being outside. I love hammocks and campfires ..... but don't want to camp prefer a hotel l. When I was a young girl I wanted to be a mountain climber
I'm kind and feel better at the end of the day if l've made someone laugh, smile or feel better.. I also love to tease people... if I tease you l like you... I don't ever want to make someone feel bad.... I'm not fancy or sophisticated...more natural and wholesome..This is just a little bit about me..
I'm Cathy nice to meet you...
Amazing and ambitious bikepacking trip through southeastern Oregon and Nevada. Barely saw a soul the entire 4 days. Water was very scarce and there were no services anywhere enroute. Hot springs, antelope, and sagebrush aplenty. Route: ridewithgps.com/routes/4008502/
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You know when you look in your doll cabinet and think "Ah you! I haven't seen you in a while - time to get you in front of the camera!". That happened to me today with Adele. To me this version is the very best we have seen Adele 3.0 so far. I hope we see more of her in the future as this really is a lovely sculpt.
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Almost have this case solved. You know, the case of the Snicker's Stealer.....lol. That culprit must've really wanted those snickers. Well anyway, I had to pose as a softball player and play a game of softball hoping to get close to the suspects, girlfriend to see if she can confirm what I already know. I need to get her to confirm that the suspect is the one that had left her standing on the side of the street as lookout while he was in there stealing the snickers....lol. Sooo ladies, you know what i did. I went down to Phat Fashion to see if any store there would provide me with the perfect softball outfit. Walking around Phat Fashion, I come to the QueenZ booth and lookie what I manage to find. A softball outfit.....woooohoooo. Ladies if you want this outfit, you know what to do. That's right, head down to Phat Fashion and stop by the QueenZ booth to get your Dopest outfit before Sunday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. And as always........Happy shopping ladies☺
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Wearing
Skin
★ Pumec - Melanie - April - Maitreya and Catwa Applier - maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Shan%20Shui/149/100/23
Hair
★ Argrace - Baseball Cap Long Wavy - Platinum - maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/shin%20zushi/150/161/26
Outfit
★ Queenz - {H} Dopest - White - Applier (Belleza, Maitreya, Omega) - Newness - maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Port%20Blair/190/231/26
Note
★ Queenz {H} Dopest outfit can be purchased @ Phat Fashion - maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Des%20Giovan/71/122/28
Shoes
★ CK - Lovely Babe Sneakers - maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Piaro/136/140/22
★ Hands and Body Maitreya ☺
“I know,” the Six thing said with massive imperturbability. “I know.” — “How do you know?” — “I am the Third. I am the Knower.”
The Toad Prince, or, Sex Queen of the Martian Pleasure-Domes.
Harlan Ellison
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