If I can stop one heart from breaking I shall not live in vain.
A Mexican’s face is a mask and so is his smile.
Once the party of the Working Man, Democrats have become the party of the Screaming Woman.
When you meet the unbelievers, smite at their necks.
Socialism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy.
There is no more Left or Right. There are only Globalists or Nationalists.
What’s the point of calling yourself a liberal if you don’t allow anyone else to have a different view?
The problem with socialism is that you eventually run out of other people’s money.
What is your fair share of what someone else has earned?
You may not like war, but war likes you.
The usurpation of the word “liberal” by the left has been a catastrophe.
It is scarcely the same thing to put a man on the moon as to put a bone in your nose.
Democracy is the theory that the common people know what they want, and deserve to get it good and hard.
Life is just one damn thing after another.
Nice.
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Thanks, Mike. I was walking through the living room last night, and the combination of the music (Rod Stewart) and the light struck me. My wife was off at the gym pumping iron.
The video quality is poor because I used my dinky camera that’s primarily for still shots.
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I was waiting for the body sprawled on the drawing room floor.
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Señor Cotton: You are a sick, sick, man, but amusing.
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I hear Rod Stewart.
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Carole: Ole Rod is getting a bit long in the tooth for rock and roll, something the geriatric Stones have yet to accept. Rod has taken to recording the classics, the chestnuts. And he’s good at it.
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Steady hands for an old codger. Light and shadows are one of the most important parts of composition. Well done.
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Kris: Who you calling an old codger, you young whippersnapper? I’m steady as a rock. I attribute this to marrying a beautiful babe not much older than my daughter. It keeps one young and optimistic.
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I love that lamp!
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Mark: I bought that lamp (without the shade) in a small store downtown here even before I met you, I believe. My first year here. The bulbous thing you see below the shade is a gourd. I forget where I bought the shade, which are darned difficult to find here. It’s made from some sort of fiber. I don’t know exactly. I have another just like it that’s a table lamp. It’s also in the living room.
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Very nice! The video and the music. I love that lamp too! 🙂
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Thanks, Cat. The music is simply Rod Stewart on a CD, which happened to be playing when the idea came to me to make the brief video. The entire thing is rather primitive, but I think it adds to the moment.
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P.S.: That lamp, which does not put out lots of light, is always the only lamp we light in the living room at night. There are two ceiling lamps, but we almost never turn them on because they light up the living room like a football stadium. Ruins the atmosphere. I’m a fan of atmosphere.
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It seems you DO live in a wonderful world.
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Connie: I like to think of it that way. Having a macabre streak, I can’t help often wondering how much longer it will last.
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I have a feeling it will last a long, long time.
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Connie: No way to know, but I sure don’t want to outlast my wife. That would be a mess.
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