Yearly Archives: 2012

And our echo starts to fade…

Audiophallic, ,

I can’t get these lyrics, or the song out of my head.

When the hour is upon us
And our beauty surely gone
No you will not be forgotten
And you will not be alone
No you will not be alone

And when the day has all but ended
And our echo starts to fade
No you will not be alone then
And you will not be afraid
No you will not be afraid

And when the fog has finally lifted
From my cold and tired brow
No I will not leave you crying
No I will not let you down
No I will not let you down
I will not let you down

Now comes the night
Feel it fadin’ away
And the soul underneath
Is it all that remains?
So just slide over here
Leave your fear in the fray
Let us hold to each other
Until the end of our days

And when the hour is upon us
And our beauty surely gone
No you will not be forgotten
And you will not be alone
No you will not be alone

“Now Comes the Night” by Rob Thomas:

Until next time...
Erik

The Spo Meme

Meme

I’m a little behind on this. I’ve been out of the blog reading loop for a couple weeks, so I’m playing catch up.

How “Spoish” are you?

…… is jolly good fun! (fill in the blank)
Masturbation?

Tea, wine, or champagne?
What, no beer? Who made up this meme? Oh yeah, it was Spo. If I only had to pick from the three, I’d choose wine. It’s got alcohol.

How left handed are you?
I’m technically ambidextrous. I do most things with my left hand, with the exception of writing and tattooing.

The loudest item of clothing I have …………..
I don’t know that I have any clothing that has volume control. You’ve seen the pictures of me I post, right?

The Best Friend: who is s/he?
The Husbear. I think it would be rather difficult to have a marriage without the other half being one’s best friend. I also have a best friend outside of marriage too. That would be my buddy Mike.

I’d rather eat rats in Tewkesbury than……
give a public speech.

How many of these have you done?:
1. Been to an opera?
Not a proper one.

2. Read a novel by Dickens?
Sadly yes. I don’t get along well with Mr. Dickens. As a child, David Copperfield was not what I expected. There was no magic.

3. Drank Bourbon?
Hello? Gambrinous. It’s an earned title. 😉

4. Been to Key West?
Just as a child. And it was during the month of October, which is FantasyFest. I have interesting memories of lots of colorful people.

5. Visited The Stratford Festival of Canada?
The only thing I know about the word Stratford is that it has something to do with Shakespeare. And something about some global makeup company.

6. Spiders give you the heebie-jeebies?
I’m not a fan, but I don’t know that they give me the heebie-jeebies. That’s typically reserved for clowns and other painted-faces.

7. Been to Michigan?
Never. I know it’s somewhere north and east of where I live.

8. Rolled down a grass hill?
Grass. Yuck. Bugs live in it.

9. Ate Synder Pretzels?
I recognize the packaging, but I don’t recall specifically if I’ve eaten them.

10. Used the word “rubbish” in the past 30 days?
Not that I recall. I think the word I typically use to describe such things is the word “crap”.

11. Worn a bow tie?
Yes. Just recently. In Vegas. For the daughter’s wedding.

12. Have a set of Viking horns?
Sadly I do not. Yet. However they’re probably considered a dangerous weapon so I would legally not be allowed to posses said item.

Until next time...
Erik

12 of 12, December 2012

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My twelth “12 of 12”, oddly enough on 12/12. But not 12/12/12. It’s 2012, people! The only thing meaningful about today is that if you’re the rest of the world or American, then the calendar says the same thing.

The 12 of 12 challenge was created by Chad Darnell and picked up from a number of random bloggers who then linked back to him and vice versa. Chad stopped doing the 12 of 12 links in December of 2011, but has now passed the torch on to Janet Hughes. I’m linking with her, but I’m also giving a shout out to to Blobby’s Blog as Blobby is the one who inspired me to do it.

All pictures were taken by me with my iPhone 4S. As always, click the images to enlarge if you choose.

10:33 AM: But I don't want to wake up. It's all cold outside of these sheets and blankets.
10:33 AM: But I don’t want to wake up. It’s all cold outside of these sheets and blankets.
11:55 AM: It's a feast. Or could be. If we ate them. And yes, that's laundry hanging out on the line.
11:55 AM: It’s a feast. Or could be. If we ate them. And yes, that’s laundry hanging out on the line.
1:07 PM: The tree at the tattoo studio. Simple. Small. Black.
1:07 PM: The tree at the tattoo studio. Simple. Small. Black.
4:17 PM: Wibbly Wobbly Timey Wimey...Shirt.
4:17 PM: Wibbly Wobbly Timey Wimey…Shirt.
8:13 PM: It's time for "name that processed food"! They're actually quite tasty.
8:13 PM: It’s time for “name that processed food”! They’re actually quite tasty.
10:30 PM: The busy intersection in Pea Ridge. Seriously.
10:30 PM: The busy intersection in Pea Ridge. Seriously.
10:55 PM: It looks like a single person lives here.
10:55 PM: It looks like a single person lives here.
10:57 PM: I must be channeling Elvis. That would explain why I'm getting fat.
10:57 PM: I must be channeling Elvis. That would explain why I’m getting fat.
11:03 PM: Reading blogs, watching a movie, and responding to email. The second chance I've had to do these things in two weeks time it would seem.
11:03 PM: Reading blogs, watching a movie, and responding to email. The second chance I’ve had to do these things in two weeks time it would seem.
11:29 PM: Frumpy.
11:29 PM: Frumpy.
11:32 PM: The tree. We've managed to keep the kittehs out of it so far this year. Of course, I had to install a door to the living room to block them out when we're not present.
11:32 PM: The tree. We’ve managed to keep the kittehs out of it so far this year. Of course, I had to install a door to the living room to block them out when we’re not present.
11:33 PM: µ getting some love.
11:33 PM: µ getting some love.

I rushed this post, as I wanted to publish it on the 12th. Even though I’ll still be up for a few more hours.

Until next time...
Erik