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Plop Slop!!

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Today’s mishmash Lunch offerings from the Staff Cafe were so bad that my lunch mates and I decided that if must be a form of Soylent Green.

Soylent Green Is People!!!

 

Gave new meaning to the word Slop. Only no self-respecting pig and/or hog would have eaten this!

Piggy
Hello Piggy

 

Something on my flimsy paper plate was a verbalating and vacillating undulating mass that could have been an ectoplasm child of The Blob.

Trailer – The Blob (1958)

Or it could have been a version of Gagh was a Klingon delicacy made from serpent worms. Although most Klingons preferred it live…  Gagh to make you Gag!!

http://www.startrek.com/database_article/gagh

GMO Mutant FrankenChicken with burnt rock hard potato slices and somewhat edible cauliflower. It was so bad that I could not finish my meal, tossed it and went to purchase a small yet tasty sandwich. If this isn’t a reason for me to bring my own meals I don’t know what is??

To borrow a Quote from my Dad Edward G. Palmer’s favorite movie

Run Silent Run Deep (1958)

“What is that Sir? I can’t make it out!”

Run Silent Run Deep Official Trailer #1 – Clark Gable Movie (1958) HD

 

 

 

Share Your World – 2016 Week 36

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Share Your World – 2016 Week 36

With your answers, please remember we are in the SYW world which may not always match our reality.

If you were given a boat or yacht today, what would you name it?  (You can always sell the yacht later)

My Yacht worthy of the Lifestyles of the Rich & Famous would be christened “The Wanderlust!!”  As you can see Stephen is ready for our great Sailing Adventures!!

 

Sailor Stephen
Sailor Stephen

Which of Snow White’s 7 dwarfs describes you best?  (Doc, Happy, Bashful, Sleepy, Sneezy, Grumpy, Dopey)Plus what would the 8th dwarf’s name be? 

Sleepy.  I Love Napping and my job makes me tired after a long week at work. Even though I have chronic Insomnia which only bothers me at night. During the day I could easily be a Professional Napper. The 8th Dwarf’s Name would be Wacky!!

Name a song or two which are included on the soundtrack to your life?

I will survive – Gloria Gaynor

 

The Pointer sisters – I’m so excited

 

Cyndi Lauper – Girls Just Want To Have Fun (Official Video)

 

Patti LaBelle – New Attitude

 

Complete this sentence:  I like watching…

People and pets in the Park!

Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? 

That I was able to help a co-worker who was depressed about a family situation. Not that I did anything special but I listened and gave her a shoulder to cry on plus some words of encouragement.

Getting dance crazy with buddies this weekend!!

Looking forward to and hoping for a quiet calm work week.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That’s Miz Bitch to you!!

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This is a Grown Folks Post!!

That’s Miz Bitch to you!!

B.I.T.C.H. ~~ BEING IN TOTAL CONTROL OF HERSELF!!

Reclaim the Name!!

Having been called the B-Word most of my adult life by men and some women who were angered by my lack of submissiveness I’ve come to own the being a Bitch. Takes away the sting. Let’s them revel in their own insecurities.  Walking away with a smile on my face.

Used to be. Not anymore.

Used to date a guy who felt that I needed “enhancements.”  You know. Fixin’ up. Like I’m an old derelict car on “Pimp My Ride.”  WTF!! Like there was something wrong with the way I looked. I guess there was to him.

Since I don’t like being told what to do, say or wear eventually I told him to Fuck off!! He did not take this well but his feelings meant nothing to me.  Got tired of being judged and analyzed as though I was a science experiment. A project instead of a person.
I do color my hair but for me because I don’t look good in gray hair. Everything I do now is for me. My pleasure. CAN’T stand makeup or as some of my men friends call it war paint. Didn’t like the crap when I was younger and certainly not now.

I’m almost 60 years old and makeup on 50+ women makes one look like a clown. If you’re skin is prone to wrinkling the only thing that makeup will do is sink down into the crevices and make you look like cracked plaster!

Lipstick alone will do for me. As well as having a pedicure every two weeks and maybe a monthly manicure. Since my job requires me to stand on my feet on hard floors for long hours feet maintenance is a must!!  However those fake 5 inch long eyelashes, make-up, bone straight hair weaves and most cosmetic counters only serve to create women who resemble kabuki masks, Morticia Addams of the Addams family coupled with the mechanical spouses of the Stepford Wives movie.

Stepping into Myself

The ability to be myself is one of the reasons I enjoyed hanging with my room-mates gay male friends. No competition. No sexual tension. They are not after “that thing.”  Acceptance. They are open-minded, have a great sense of humor, blunt and most of the time without pretense.

I know what it means to be is misfit, outcast and a pariah. Yet I’ve come to embrace the positive side of the labels because I’m more comfortable not fitting in.

I don’t have to be something I’m not but on the other hand I can be any persona I wish.

 

Paris is Burning – Trailer

 

 

 

Dennis Ferrer – Church Lady (Original Mix)

 

Church Lady
Church Lady Blue
Blue Church Lady
Regal Blue Church Lady

 

Mirror | The Daily Post

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PHOTO CHALLENGE

Mirror

This week’s challenge is all about reflections.

 

She Gazes into the Past while Contemplating the Future.
Goddess of Memory gazes at her past.
Memory: on stone but never in stone.
Memory Descripton
Memory
Memories of the Past Predict the Future

 

 

 

 

Limberless Tunes ~~ Foibles & Follies

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Limberless Tunes ~~ Foibles & Follies

A Poetry Moment

 

The Melodies of Suppressed Oppressed flowers sang through the night.  Her smile begged for acceptance. She wore “Like Me” like a cardboard sign taped unknowingly behind her gold brocade dressing gown.  It was the Ceremony of the Dark Light that took me there.

Petite frame. Jet Black hair. Skin so pale and translucent that one could see blood coursing through arteries and veins. She was more of an artwork museum piece than a living soul. One that men were driven to possess but she slipped through their hands like sand betwixt toes among the ebb and flow of sea tides.

On a fortnight Vulvagenda engage modulated paroxysms of unadulterated pleasure mixed with pain.

Suffering along with Melancholia of the Mind every word she wrote became Life everlasting.

She an Elegant Mess. He heaving swollen engorged gonads seeking release of phantasmagorical fractals. He began to manipulate himself even more vigorously as a shit eating grin spread across his vile features. Wet dreams saturated his paper thin gown. Splattering innocent garden earth. His odious noxious acid seed ferment and fizzle with No eggs willingly breed another of his kind. Cheated once again of progeny his fertilizer wasted.

They came as scavengers. Lords of the night. Removing yet another carcass done in by the Dolly-birds, skeletal dollies, whiskey, scotch & club soda mix. Down the drain into the sewer.

I shall sleep well tonight said satiated She whilst licking remnants of his viscera from her stiletto talons. What a delectable delicious dinner guest was he quipped She picking bone fragments from betwixt her jutting fangs.

Swooning ruby garrets swell laughter at Lothario Humpty Dumps pungent odors. Open ravine burials for vultures avian and human. His body now a sieve oozing blood nurturing all anger and pain.  Come ride Old Dobbin. Ride home with our silent linen shroud limp passenger into the night.

Listen as a Baroque dirge permeates the fetid night air. Requiem for Blood-lust ~~ The Final Mysteries.