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Every Home Should Have A Kitty.
When I wake up in the early morning hours, and meander my way to the bathroom, and there's a little furry body brushing up against my legs. No sound to be had...just constant purring.
My eyes are half shut; still between the waking world and the last dream in bed.
As I throw cold water on my face, I look down and see tiny black hairs in the sink from where Oliver curled up and layed hours before. I'm looking at 2 time
There's a tree outside my window
The view is just divine
The morning times are quiet
It's mine...all mine
I stretch my eye to see
To normal folks they chime
I'ts morning time to some
It's mine...all mine
The birds just sit there staring
So beautiful and divine
Cooing ever softly
It's mine...all mine
And for those who've never heard
The beauty in this rest
You need to...but listen
Far cry from when the Egyptians held the Hebrews in bondage - thousands of years ago. The tables have turned...haven't they?
However, tt's not so much about Egyptian versus Hebrew, or any other culture for the matter. The playing field pretty much stayed the same; sans any religious deity(s) taking precidence over 'Referree rights', and 'My God is more powerful than yours' verbatum.
"The pawns have performed their own political 'Exodus' enmass, and now the Egyptian
There's nothing like the smell of fresh-baked goodies in a home. Especially when you live in an apartment.
Each floor has its own distinct flavors. The 5th floor, for example, is what I term 'Wopland'. I'm pretty sure it's the Italians who are the culprits for leaving their signature garlic dish odors running around in the hallways. You can almost trace it back to individual doorways if you have a good sniffer. Some of them are just downright 'om nom nom'. I wonder if they
