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So, I'm writing a scene where my main character, a 16-year-old girl, gets grounded by her grandmother for using foul language in the sampler she's supposed to be stitching. I wanted her naughty sampler to be more witty than just a simple curse or telling off, so I did some internet searches on a whim for foul-mouthed stitchery. Believe it or not, I found a site that actually sells foul-mouthed

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I just dropped by to say hello to my lovely BABB family.  I've been so busy behind the camera, but just wanted to tell you that you all ROCK!  Much love to you all!  - Jill

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Green jello, 3 little pigs for your Heavy Metal Monday pleasure....

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  Here is the first photo of my flashing.  I hope they'll let me use flash during the wedding. StevO

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  I have a secret to confess.  I'm becoming a flasher.  Right now I'm only flashing at home.  It started out just a few times here and there, but I'm starting to enjoy it.  Currently I'm practicing on inanimate objects.  I hope to one day work my way up to real people.  I even have intentions of doing this in public, and in a church no less. Wish me luck.  If any of you are flashers, and have any

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BE A high five Friday hero like STEVO

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This tune was just on the radio---Good lord, Elvis Costello is a big hero of mine, and then he goes ahead a few years ago and marries the babelicious Diana Krall and has kids and rocks out....DANG. COOLNESS.<br><br&

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A very important poll??????????????? VOTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sure looks like Ben's handiwork :)OK, important. Somebody I worked with once was very wise and said "every evening at dinner, me and the kids say something good that happened that day, something bad that happened and something that they learned".OK, how about YOU and ME?Today. Hmm. All of flippin' today was GOOD. Every damn part of it.

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Do you ever find yourself with a quiet minute or 2 and you find yourself scrolling through the beagle puppy videos? NO? Why not? This little guy has some great NINJA moves but the big dog is a very patient sweetie pie. have an awesome vacation weekend :)

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You heard it right! And there he is, in back! Stevo is a championship marathoner, and here he is with his buddies, from the newspaper.....

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Now this proves my point about where I live. Seriously, how many of you have ever seen an SUV with a calf riding in the back? HMMM! Our daughter took this photo on her way to work today and sent it to me. Now seriously, does my point to where I live give any of you any ideas now about how everyday since we have lived here George and I walk around with our mouths agape, and scratch our heads.Ah

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I was outside with the wee pup a minute ago and have had trouble with WASPS this summer, including a couple of the flippin' things today, and that got me wondering "what is that old time cocktail, a STINGER???" and looked it up. Mentioned on Mad Men, of course! 3 parts brandy 1 part white crème de menthe Preparation Mix in a cocktail shaker and strain into a cocktail glass. May also be served

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I posted this over on my blog, but figured why not post it here too! Kyle sent me this video yesterday with the message: "My last rocket. Rounds complete. End of mission." And I was so happy I cried. Hard. A little (huge) happy meltdown. A constant worry that I didn't even know I was carrying was lifted. I didn't notice it had been there until it was gone. I can't imagine how he feels. 

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I was inspired by Kasey's nekkid thighs, posted here (and everywhere else!) a couple of days ago, so I thought I would post pics of MY nekkid thighs. For some reason that picture didn't come out...huh, wonder why? These thighs did though....

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Late summer, lovely days and cooler night, getting that last desperate bit of sunshine in before the long dark winter....AND all the fruit is in!  As you know, I'm at the Farmers' Market most weekends (unless there's a hurricane, which makes selling paper products completely impossible) and so I have my little fingers on the pulse of the local produce.  (hmmm, now there's a mental picture for

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  I've been looking at a lot of Verne Morton Photos.  Verne Morton was a photographer in  Groton, New York in the early 1900's and he took a lot of photos of this area.  You can actually see a photo of our house in one of his photos. (Click on the second to the last photo.  It's the one with the two girls having a tea party.)  One of the things that I find really interesting about his photos is

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You know I am at times offensively "Politically Incorrect" but of course I have always been like that. So many people I have worked with say, "How come you get away with the crap you say, but we don't"? My reply, "Because I was born this way and people expect it"! hahahhahaha! You know I don't attack people on a personal level, I think we are all perfect, and all incredibly imperfect. Can't ask

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The funniest thing I heard all week was while Brett & I were grocery shopping Thursday night. About to clobber someone with a can of chopped clams You have to be very selective when you're going grocery shopping, now that the students are back in town. Sundays are always a bad choice because everyone thinks to do their shopping then. If you go too early in the day, you have to deal with the

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We were lucky! Irene was just another rainstorm for our end of New York and it provided an EXCELLENT chance to cue up this headbanging masterpiece....

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He'll get you! This weekend was the Fall Festival in my hometown. Yeah, I know, it's not fall. Doesn't matter! Seasons mean nothing to Dallas Center. They live by their own rules. They won't let the calendar dictate how they name events. This year was kind of a let down. If I'm being honest I'd say it's never all THAT exciting. It's just so weird that it's fun. I was excited for the parade

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I was at the store yesterday, out and about for 3 hours, and returned home and saw my fly was open! Yep, since just before I departed it would seem. The amusing teenage son of my cousin Judy tells me that when your shirtail sticks out the open fly it is a "shirt weiner"!!!!!!!! I swear that is the funniest thing I have heard all week, what is the funniest thing you have heard this week? The urban

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BABB members: anything goes, and the more that GOES the better!

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For Jill and Steve Day I figured I'd post some of my favorite zoo pics from our Omaha trip a couple weekends. ago. I hope you guys have a splendid day. I'm happy you both were born!

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I couldn't get the blasted format to work for me, so I am linking to my FB page for my photo contribution for BABB Photo Day! These are photos of today, oh and they are crazy, but what would one expect from us? lol lol lol :) http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.2264411979773.2129569.1532702273 So it's crazy, but so are we! I am just old and tired, that's all, oh and lazy too! :)

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Being the BABB photo day and birthday, I thought I would share with you a photo of the first house that I lived.   That's the story that our family tells.  When my parents were first married, they had an apartment in this house.  The apartment had two rooms, but those two rooms were larger than their first house. This building is no longer apartments, and is a very nice bed and breakfast and

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I think their birthdays are a week from today :)

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The TigerWilliam Blake Tiger Tiger. burning bright,In the forests of the night;What immortal hand or eye.Could frame thy fearful symmetry?In what distant deeps or skies.Burnt the fire of thine eyes?On what wings dare he aspire?What the hand, dare seize the fire?And what shoulder, & what art,Could twist the sinews of thy heart?And when thy heart began to beat.What dread hand? & what dread feet?

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I was realizing a little while ago that, for example, Kasey has GOT MY BACK, as in, you figure if your hair is on fire, she would NOT hesitate to dump your beer on it and save the day. NICE. What would you do for a friend? I know what I would do: if my hip, buff, best friend Stev0 was wearing a speedo, I would GLADLY steal pants..any pants...off a clothesline for him. What would you do for a

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Me and my friends could describe each other as "oh, Gary likes the Stones" and that would totally sum me up (in 1980, maybe still???) Evan was the Beatles (POTTER now! yesssss....), Sean was the Kinks (he teaches English in LA), Carl was wacky--he liked the Sex Pistols (he became a lawyer for the Navy! SQUARE), some kid on my corner liked Genesis, my friend Stefan was confused...VILLAGE PEOPLE...

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A friend told me teapotting is the new planking, YESSSSSSSSSSS!

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On orders from the Right Reverend Awesome, here are my planking shots. I had the day off today & was home with the pups, who are not great at taking photographs, so my 'plankers' are my toy army men & the centurion who lives in my fridge. PB & Plank Cut the Mustard Plank Potter's Pieces Plank

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This is so way hard for George and I. Being seniors way too many summers past. Wow 43 years of them together...:) Here are some of the songs I can remember:Pink Floyd, Dark Side of the Moon,The Cars, Oh gosh listened to them a million times,Nazareth, Hair of the Dog,Rolling Stones of course, all the time,Jimmi Hendrix, Purple Haze, Cross Town Traffic, The Wind Cries Mary, etc...,The Who,The Doors

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Summer songs challenge- GO! Okay, I may have to do a little research but I still have this mix tape from the summer before my senior year of high school (eek 1990) and the songs I was obsessed with then were: Beast of Burden- Rolling Stones (although it took me a while to get the words right- instead of "I'll never be your beast of burden" I thought Mick was singing, "I'll never leave your

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Some of you will understand the secret meaning in the post title there.OK, we talked about SUMMER TUNES!!!! I remember waiting for the radio to play 'Emotional Rescue' by the Stones the whole summer of 1980. There were no itunes then. There were radios. The summer of 1985 I was dying to hear tears for Fears 'Shout', which my friends and I also would sing in different ways as 'Trout trout....

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incredible subway mosaic artwork wickid ceramic art at 42nd st subway station who lives here?  how much is the rent? look at those cool city folk...hey, wait a moment! the new midtown starbucks well dressed animals in nyc what a beautiful town!

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My card has not arrived yet! Drat. I was hoping it would make it abroad today. I blame the Easter Bunny. He and I have always had a tumultuous relationship. 

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In which Walter encounters some devil-peeps and their evil leader ...

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  When I left work today and was walking down to take some photos of some trees, I saw this couple. I walked up to them and asked if I could take their photo as they walked along the plaza. They said sure. People are great, and a lot of fun. These people deserve a High Five!

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Because I enjoyed the Reverend's Easter pics so much, here's one of mine: My mom always wrote ON photos- drives me nuts. Here's a shot from Easter morning, 1976. We were at my grandma's house with all my cousins. That's my dad to my right (labelled "dad") and my brother Kevin. My sister was still two years away. That's my cousin Patrick trying to get my attention. There were nine of us kids

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Back at home, digging out the mess of teenage occupation sans adults... Had a fabulous trip to Toronto, drank far too much wine, hung out with my sister for the first time in like twenty odd years. I went to the Tim Burton Exhibit at the Lightbox it was phenomenal! This is what the entrance looked like. we weren't alowwed to take pictures inside. It was sooooo cool. You all should go see it when

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This is my fancy Easter outfit when I was little. I probably had a hat to go with this outfit and I'm sure we were at Grandma's house so I could show it off. You see, sometimes I like to be fancy. To this very day I enjoy being fancy from time to time and I can totally pull it off! That amazes everyone.  This is another year and me being not so fancy at home. I had the same hair cut as my baby

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http://www.austinkleon.com/2011/03/30/how-to-steal-like-an-artist-and-9-other-things-nobody-told-me/Kasey sends me that link, and it talks about...US actually. What it is like to be an artist. Not the kind that drinks themself to death or leaves their family and goes to the south seas, the kind that is decent, hard working, creative. He mentions that artists need to get their work SEEN and

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Hey BAMF bloggers, Just thought I'd share this cool new thing I found. You can go to http://blog.grader.com/ enter in your blog's name and get an analysis of how effective your blog is at reaching people! It gives you a grade based on 100. Mine's 43. Okay, so some of it isn't relevant. You lose points for not owning your own domain (whatev). And even though my blog has a "share on twitter,

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Avalon is holding Maizey's hand in place because Maizey wasn't doing it right. The girls and I say, "Happy High Five Friday, y'all!"

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Frances got confused counting to five Minchy, being the nonconformist snob that he is, insisted on a "low-five"

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Spike and G Bomb go looooooooooooow on teh HIGH FIVE FRIDAY :)

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Woot!  It's FRIDAY!  It's HIGH FIVE FRIDAY! Happy High Five Friday from Skye and I...  YEAH!

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So India never heard commercial radio until she was in elementary school. Her early life she spent surrounded by musicians and artists af all ilk. She developed her own musical preferences starting in utero. Her earliest influences were the Pogues, the Dead Kennedy's, the Proclaimers, Garcia and Grisman, and of course, the Grateful Dead. In her early formative years three songs come to mind first

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14171996698927828247noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859273221954625186.post-30964202423312815982011-02-06T10:54:00.000-08:002011-02-06T10:54:27.441-08:00

Of course one of the first tapes I remember liking was Bon Jovi. I think of my brother always singing this song. It was hilarious. First song I remember my dad playing on his good ole 8 track. Barbra Mandrell-Sleeping Single in a Double Bed. My first best friend loved oldies and it made me want to love oldies too. I can distinctly remember her singing this in the car and I was so impressed. 8th

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There is a lot of music I loved from early and late in my teen years, but this one really gave me thrills. Summer of 85 or whenever I remember I was an apprecntice and I would be waiting for this to come on the radio :)

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I'll start with the first song I was ever obsessed with, Elvira. I named my dog after this song. I thought that low voiced guy was a laugh riot. And my obsession as a kid (a super idiotic choice for a kid) was Prince. Purple Rain came out in 1984. I was 5. I heard his songs on the radio and I just loved them so much! I would blast it on the radio at home. My dad would sometimes get mad at me for

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Late Teens/Early 20's

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Teen Age Years, Music none of my friends would listen too, but I liked it.

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More Teenage Years.

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Moving into the Teenage Years.

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Another one from my child hood. (Another hick song.)

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You asked for it. This reminds me of when I was a kid. I would sing it all the time. I was a real hick.

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Gin Blossoms always makes me think of my freshmen year of high school. It had just came out and I loved them. Along with Goo Goo Dolls and, of course, Lucas.

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Hey everybody-I'm still working on the novel I started during NaNoWriMo and I'm trying to write a scene where two of my characters find a shoebox full of his old mix tapes from his high school & college years.What songs bring you back to your "younger" years? Or specific memories from that time?Classic Bruce Springsteen always reminds me of my senior year of college when I finally paid attention

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Hey y'all, been a while since I posted I know...too much going on and barely keeping up with my own blog.  However, I keep getting inquiries about whether I'm hanging out with monkeys in Thailand.  Short answer is no.  Because a) there are very few monkeys in Thailand (I'll grant you a few elusive gibbons, perhaps) and b) I don't hang out with monkeys, unless it's Georges and then only if he's

Christihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16567645398428950389noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859273221954625186.post-59247274027658251322011-01-19T10:33:00.000-08:002011-01-19T10:33:12.450-08:00

When you start putting various and seemingly random photos together, they begin to suggest or speak a language, as in pictographs or pictograms.  What do these images say.  What do they mean if anything.  I think the interest could live in the simple grouping of them.  However our brains want to make something more.  Solve a puzzle.  So what are these images saying?  Is it a sentence,

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This song by Bowie gives me shivers. Especially this week. Take a look at the lyrics from the last half of the song.II will be kingAnd youYou will be queenThough nothingWill drive them awayWe can be HeroesJust for one dayWe can be usJust for one dayII can rememberStandingBy the wallAnd the gunsShot above our headsAnd we kissedAs though nothing could fallAnd the shameWas on the other sideOh we

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this song was a favourite around our house when I was a kid. We all loved kids in the hall.

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Another good Kids in the Hall clip.

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OMG, my very favorite Kids in the Hall sketch!"Time for dancing is over, time for sitting is now."

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A couple of years ago I started riding the bus to work. Basically I'm trying to change my life style to help reduce my carbon footprint. I really like all types of people, and soon met a lot of people from a lot of walks of life. These three photos are all from this week. Meet Scott. He works hard at the local home depot. He works very hard, and sometimes is very tired on his way to work.

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From my very favorite web comic, www.NatalieDee.com:

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From an FB friend of mine :)

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George took this photo of a wooded area behind our local Masonic Lodge. I put the smoke and fog in the background, but thought the trees looks so way spooky! Also love the door bridge over the creek.....

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I was poking around the city photo archives today and looky what i found....  Turns out our friend Georges is older than he claims!  Check out these two snap shots: either our friend was working secret service or was truly a supporter in tough times. However, this is more typical behavior from Mr. Le Soq...

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Ben got me thinking, look at his brilliant work here with Georges! (and me) I hear, for example, that kasey has new PJ's...ya'll wanna post anything sock monkey you can make or show this week???

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Happy Holidays everybody, and thank you for sacrificing an arm and a leg, well at least two arms, for the BAMF Christmas Exchange this year.

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“Top Ten Little-Known Facts About Santa Claus ” 10. Real name: Saul Claustein - Andrea T., Newton Lower Falls, MA 9. Has over 1,000 arrests for breaking and entering - John S., Sacramento, CA 8. Thinks it's funny to answer misdirected fan mail for Carlos Santana - Jimi M., Denver, CO 7. Moved to the North Pole when he got a low draft number - Cliff R., Chicago, IL 6. This year, not down the

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It was Christi's birthday a day or 2 ago BUT STILL she managed to send me an awesome calendar for Secret Sanda!!!!! This is at least the third year we have had one of her calendars, and she must have known I badly wanted one :)Happy Birthday Christi and thanks!

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Kasey works at such a fun place... they made this awesome Holiday video 'card'. Click on the link. :) Holiday Video CardI was amazed by the organization of all of it that I missed Kasey the first time around... it's like Where's Waldo of happy, chipper singing people. I found her though... she's a dancer. :)

Beckynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859273221954625186.post-88481129147730093592010-12-14T10:42:00.000-08:002010-12-14T10:42:29.999-08:00

My favorite Christmas song that doesn't involve Muppets.Although Shane MacGowan looks like somthing Jim Henson might've created on a bad meth bender.

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Grandma Got Run Over by A Reindeer One of my fave Christmas songs.

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A few years ago the kids were all home for Christmas.  My wife, Judy, had to work on the weekend and left us a note.  She said, please decorate the house for Christmas, and have fun.  Needless to say the results were not what she had in mind.  I think this was the first time that there was an alligator in the nativity scene.  Every year there is a battle to bring this out of the toy closet or

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...on clearance at Target for $2 a pair. :)

Beckynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859273221954625186.post-9862873386969095682010-12-05T13:06:00.001-08:002010-12-05T13:21:23.227-08:00

Here is my Christmas Card to all my BAMF Art friends. George and I wish all of you the happiest, and most joyous Christmas ever; and may your New Year be the best yet of your life.I chose this painting I did of the "Cowper Madonna" by Raphael. I started this oil painting many years ago. I wanted to delve into oils so I tried to master the "Old World Masters" style of oil painting. My favorite was

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This is me at my preschool Christmas party. I was four years old, well nearly five I guess, since my birthday is soon after Christmas. I was obviously quite happy that I got to see Santa and sit on his knee. He even gave me a present, which I am sure was suitably fun to play with. There was hawaiian punch, and some cookies to be had. All in all it was a great party. I was so caught up in the fun

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I went crazy at Christmas time as a kid. I would just get sooo excited! I would lie and say I saw Santa. I did this most years. I thought my parents believed me, but duh. I was just a tiny liar! I think I even believed myself. I was that good. So yes, I didn't actually see Santa. I still think about trying to pass that lie off as truth. Will and I did this super sneak move of finding out our

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I don't have a funny holiday story, but George does. He said his Dad wanted this great train set they were giving away with the purchase of a New Chevy 1954. Anyway his Dad purchased the car on payments, got the train set for Christmas. He then didn't make a payment so they would come and Repo it! lol lol lol :) He was off work and couldn't afford anything...Oh by the way, George's Dad was half

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MEMBERS!!!!!! I wanna know: what is your best holiday story??????????? Make a post here!Mine, in brief: I am a sneaky guy and always have been. When you are the youngest kid with a much older and tougher brother and sister, and strict parents, you learn to fly under the radar and do what you want. I am, of course, an honest person as an adult, but....OK, when I was ten years old, and I don't

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BUY BABB gear designed by Kasey, otherwise you are a LOSER.

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Georges gets around as we all know, an inspiration to us all! (thanks again kasey for the photo work)

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Franhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08429066351973703365noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859273221954625186.post-37185043523237658552010-11-15T19:58:00.000-08:002010-11-15T19:58:12.059-08:00

Make your own demotivational poster at FakePosters.com

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Gallowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01411525692992307611noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859273221954625186.post-11271712939848331532010-11-15T14:21:00.001-08:002010-11-15T14:21:14.896-08:00

Make your own demotivational poster at FakePosters.com

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You know demotivational posters, right? A joke on the inspirational posters offices started putting up in the 90s, like "there is no I in team" and that sort of thing.Members, if you can, use this rather excellent and easy website and make a demotivational poster yourself, then save it anbd post it here. Give it a try!

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It's Neil Young's birthday. I heart him!

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