First - a little time out for the church going breeds...
And now...
...thought I would put this up for all those who enjoy the Inquirer Interviews. Anex asked and I accepted and the rest is there for everyone to read. Head on over to Bookworm's and have fun!
by Dalpha (PM , CC ) on Sunday May 4, 2008 @ 2:11 PM
Alright? Mouse - I can't tell you how many times I collect and think, "Yep, I've got them all..." only to have you visit and leave an EVEN CUTER picture!
I think you have the MAGIC touch to finding the best pics! Outstanding!
by AZRON (PM , CC ) on Sunday May 4, 2008 @ 3:22 PM
Ron! So good of you to visit! I trust the day is going well? How is that lovely June? She having a relaxing day too? And your canine(s) - I try to remember if there is one or two Shepherds, but my brain automatically makes all homes into dog packs (plural instead of singular)!
Any way - hope life is well today! I put that "canine church" graphic up JUST FOR June - so let her know I was thinking of her today! Thanks and be well!
by AZRON (PM , CC ) on Sunday May 4, 2008 @ 3:48 PM
Ok - last story of the day! Promise.
Have I told you the one about the last time I danced in a bar? Ok... here it goes.
It was MANY years ago, and for the record I now view dancing as an automatic opportunity to loose your dignity. That being said... I was standing with a friend - gyrating - to the beat and watching the dance floor, when suddenly I heard this deep voice behind me say... "I haven't danced for 4 years... but I'll Dance with you."
Now in my head I am hoping and praying this voice is NOT talking to me because from the angle of where the sound is coming from, I am assuming the man is at LEAST 6'5"... but no such luck was on my side that night.
I turned to see the LARGEST man I had ever seen. Beautiful, black, well dressed, bling on his fingers, good smelling... and HE wants to dance with me... except I DON'T dance.
Coming to my senses... I say, "What?" - you know - giving him a chance to back out - but OH no, nothing is dissuading him and he repeats the offer.
NOW I have to think fast. This is the make or break moment. If I don't play it right, this could be BAD. I have to decline, because Taylor - trust me when I say - IF I ACCEPT the outcome is already fated. Wrap it, slap a bow on the butt, and stamp it with B-A-D.
So I say... "Oh honey, you don't want to break that kind of streak on the likes of me... four years is something to be proud of, besides you got legs to choke an elephant and you ALREADY hurting my neck and we're just standing here... imagine what you would do to me if you actually got me out on that floor."
He blinked, and then smiled , and laughed something fierce. His friends standing idly behind him were all leaning in at the half way point to hear the monologue I had launched into, and were all laughing with him.
"Hey now, you're all right."
I agreed and then asked him, "Now tell, me do you have a woman at home?" He blinked... and answered yes as I geared up for the one-two punch...
"And tell, me does she let you bring all those legs into bed with you, because I'm telling you- there aint't NO way you're bringing all that to bed every night if I was your woman. I mean, doesn't she get all tangled up in those and have to wrestle to get free... they're like anacondas from hell child? Isn't there some way to detach some of that stuff and leave it at the curb?"
Still laughing, we had the best conversation and all of us bonded for the duration of the night.
During a break in the conversation, my friend looked at me and said - NObody but you could have made that work?! And about an hour later when two guys resembling... frick and frack here showed up, standing WAY too close to us, and being all pushy about dancing... the man and his friends were monitoring the situation and stepped on in.
"These fellas bothering you?" - they asked us, then turned to the dancing geeks and said, "They are with us."
No one bothered us the rest of the night. And eventually, given enough alcohol and the right beat... I spun him around the dance floor to show my gratitude. It was way naughtier than he expected.
by Dalpha (PM , CC ) on Sunday May 4, 2008 @ 4:11 PM
Dalpha,
I LOVE that story!
You should POST this! Or better yet, write a book! You could call it CONFESSIONS OF A MINNESOTA POLE DANCER, but some folks would think you were talking about Polish People ... and most of them are in Wisconsin! Don't you know? Ya Sure, You Betcha!
by kktaylorcc (PM , CC ) on Sunday May 4, 2008 @ 5:22 PM
Dalpha - loved the saturday night post; my new computer kicked me the stream last night when I was in the middle of reading your post; it has an attitude at times when I am on the internet and I am not sure what it is. Anyway will also head to check out the interview - take care - June
Ahhh thanks June! Sorry your computer is acting up!
I remember reading your interview and that seeing that beautiful picture of you at the cafe table during your worldly travels, looking off into the distance...
I still love that shot! So serene and calming.
Thanks for visiting! Did Ron tell you I posted the "church" photo just for you? I DID! I thought... oh now June would really appreciate that one!
by Dalpha (PM , CC ) on Monday May 5, 2008 @ 9:50 AM
I finally got "rid" of the fiance (bizniz trip I was telling you about earlier this morning via email.) Not quite ready to work on my "assignment" but did want to come by your blog and visit awhile!
I'm reading over your 100 list and here are some random comments! (in parenthesis) 1. I do pottery (so did my mom, son loves ceramics)
2. I am bilingual (I used to be until the age of 6...use it or lose it-Spanish)
4. I have been to Ireland and kissed the blarney stone (I know I'm probably NOT of Irish descent (mostly Spanish, Mexican, Costa Rican) BUT I think in a former life I was! Fiance is and we want to go to Ireland one day!)
5. I often wonder if people who let their dogs walk them know the dog is in charge? (We are cat people, him and I and we have a beautiful cat named Chloe and she reminds us daily that dogs have owners, cats have STAFF! LOL)
6. I kill even the hardiest of plants (I have a BROWN thumb literally and figuratively...although YAY, I have sustained a pothos plant for 2 years now...so they've GOT TO BE I MEAN REALLY TRULY HARDY!!!)
7. Once, my father was given an ultimatum by my mother "either that cat goes or I do", and I can still feel the slap after offering to help her pack. (can I laugh? That was funny!!!)
8. I have really high arches (I would have died to have high arches--as a dancer with almost flat feet, I struggled to dance like I had arches! No foot model here! I envy you!)
9. My uvula hangs off center at the back of my throat (YOUR WHAT???? Oh, sorry, my bad, misread that word!! LOL)
10. I have always hated houses with an "upstairs" (give me a ranch style any day! I live in a house with two more floors above me AND a basement/rec room...not my style. It wasn't my choice. The next house WILL BE DAGNABBIT!)
14. I was adopted at 5 lbs 5 oz and 5 days old (I was adopted at 4 months. Don't know the weight then but I came in at like 8lbs.)
16. I pray when my plane is taking off and landing. (I grip my fiance's thigh, really, really hard. I'm not afraid of flying, it's just instinct?)
18. I still have only a vague idea of what "dog-days" means. (is what we have all year long in FL!
19. My son is one of the funniest people I know (my son makes me laugh too and this coming from a boy (now 19) who couldn't say five words at the age of 5...with speech delays he was late bloomer but once he got going he had gifted auditory recall and could "play back" (with dramatic actions) any scene you asked him to do. He had me in stitches the time he did the whole RAT RACE movie for me!!!)
by Rubble (PM , CC ) on Monday May 5, 2008 @ 2:57 PM
PS) This was before I came along, but my mom and dad were stationed in Germany and for two years they had this huge ass Great Dane and they named her, Bitte Schone. Which means "you're welcome" in German. I don't know how they came up with the name but I thought it was cute! She was Bitte for short. But from the one photo I have of Bitte..."short" was never the right word for her...she was...H-U-G-E!
Dad said when she was on her hind legs, she was about 6'4!??? Like a horse or something!!!
And they used to tell me, that she thought she was a tiny little toy poodle! (in her mind she was and acted like it, jumping up on their laps...ga-lumph!) OW!
by Anexplorer (PM , CC ) on Monday May 5, 2008 @ 5:30 PM
Rubble! haha These were awesome + Great Danes in your lineage?! Fitting right in at Majordanes, now aren't you!!!
Funny - my son has done voice over work! A short film called Beheaded, recently rereleased as part of a trilogy. It was so interesting and we just sorta fell into it! Since he was very young I have used voices to make him laugh / stop crying... we even started keeping a list of the "Voices that Live Inside" us! I also have one very good friend that whenever we get together we automatically just launch into various accents, carrying on whole conversations, morphing from one to another!
WARNING - WHAT FOLLOWS IS UNSOLICITED ADVICE!!!
Find a studio, make a recording of the voices you specialize in, and have it ready as a demo. Then find an agency in your area, interview them or them you, have the demo CD ready so they can experience your talent!!! You can do it!
by Dalpha (PM , CC ) on Monday May 5, 2008 @ 6:25 PM
Whit!!! That's the BEST reason of all to own the big dogs... you never have to "guess" where the piles lay. You can see them coming from at least a 1/4 mile!
I moseyed on over to your place and saw the DOG VIDS, talented kids, and the US History Vids! All excellent stuff! I have been interpreting all semester for an American History course... and thought the instructor is UBER knowledgeable about the ins and outs of the era, I have to say that the 2 min vid... did what he has taken 15 weeks to complete?! Wow. It was great.
I must say I have admired the comments you leave "from a far". (sometimes I lurk..... ) and now I have one of my own to cherish! wooot-woooo! I consider you one of the pillars of the Stream Community and you are always welcome here with the BIG DOGS!
by Dalpha (PM , CC ) on Monday May 5, 2008 @ 6:41 PM
HAHAH!
Man - I'm telling you, it took some seriously fast thinking to pull that off! When I turned to look at my friend, I still can't describe the look of her. It held some shock, fear, anxiety, excitement, envy, and astonishment... but it changed so quickly it's hard to nail it down.
Come on over any day Anex... I'll put together a rejection to help you keep those standards up!
by Bella (PM , CC ) on Tuesday May 6, 2008 @ 9:36 PM
Dang Dalpha them dancing boys sure are git n jiggy wit it!! I been watching em and they crack me up! Sad too because there are plenty of em out there where they came from.
by PolarB (PM , CC ) on Tuesday May 6, 2008 @ 9:56 PM
Poor guy didn't know what hit em. Seriously - he had that deer in the headlights look and seemed to answer because it was just gonna be easier that way...
"Come along quietly and there won't be any trouble."
Meanwhile, he was probably some all-star footback player, man was built like a mac-truck, and the posse weren't any too small either?! Probably missed my chance at a shuga-daddy?!
by Dalpha (PM , CC ) on Tuesday May 6, 2008 @ 10:29 PM
OH HOARDS here in MN Polar!!!! I suspect that along with the annual mosquito spraying, eventually they'll JUST HAVE TO develop a spray for the proverbial inept of the populace... just to control the numbers.
There they go?!! Go gettem! Look out - they travel in packs and I hear they're heading west.
Many Blogstream members are there
already! Quotes from members: "It's like blog lite!" -- "I like the instant
gratification!" -- "Stop spectating, get in the game!"
If you have not joined in, you are really missing out!
Saw it. Read it. LOVED it!
Good job! I like you even more now!
Hugggggggggggggggz,
Taylor
Oh good!
Anex - made that WAY
easy and fun.
Spreading good energy
through some laughs!
Have a great Sunday!
And two of your friends popped in to say hello too!
Alright? Mouse - I can't tell you how many times
I collect and think, "Yep, I've got them all..."
only to have you visit and leave an EVEN CUTER
picture!
I think you have the MAGIC touch to finding
the best pics! Outstanding!
YOUR friends are following us!
Shhh! Don't look at them!
Huggggggggggggggggggz,
Taylor
have a nice day
ron
I trust the day is going well?
How is that lovely June?
She having a relaxing day too?
And your canine(s) - I try to remember
if there is one or two Shepherds, but
my brain automatically makes all homes
into dog packs (plural instead of singular)!
Any way - hope life is well today!
I put that "canine church" graphic
up JUST FOR June - so let her know
I was thinking of her today!
Thanks and be well!
I will tell June
Yes we have two shepherds - Rusty and Abby (they are brother and sister) - we are relaxing here and watching some hockey.
ron
Have I told you the one about the last time
I danced in a bar? Ok... here it goes.
It was MANY years ago, and for the record I
now view dancing as an automatic opportunity to
loose your dignity. That being said... I was standing
with a friend - gyrating - to the beat and watching the dance
floor, when suddenly I heard this deep voice behind me say...
"I haven't danced for 4 years... but I'll Dance with you."
Now in my head I am hoping and praying this voice is NOT
talking to me because from the angle of where the sound is coming from,
I am assuming the man is at LEAST 6'5"... but no such luck was on my side that night.
I turned to see the LARGEST man I had ever seen.
Beautiful, black, well dressed, bling on his fingers, good smelling...
and HE wants to dance with me... except I DON'T dance.
Coming to my senses... I say, "What?" - you know - giving him a chance
to back out - but OH no, nothing is dissuading him and he repeats the offer.
NOW I have to think fast. This is the make or break moment.
If I don't play it right, this could be BAD. I have to decline,
because Taylor - trust me when I say - IF I ACCEPT
the outcome is already fated.
Wrap it, slap a bow on the butt, and stamp it with B-A-D.
So I say...
"Oh honey, you don't want to
break that kind of streak
on the likes of me...
four years is something to be proud of,
besides you got legs to choke an elephant
and you ALREADY hurting my neck and
we're just standing here... imagine
what you would do to me if you actually
got me out on that floor."
He blinked,
and then smiled
and laughed something fierce.
His friends standing idly behind him were all leaning in
at the half way point to hear the monologue I
had launched into, and were all laughing with him.
"Hey now, you're all right."
I agreed and then asked him, "Now tell, me do you have a woman at home?"
He blinked... and answered yes as I geared up for the one-two punch...
"And tell, me does she let you bring all
those legs into bed with you, because I'm telling you-
there aint't NO way you're bringing all
that to bed every night if I was your woman.
I mean, doesn't she get all tangled up in
those and have to wrestle to get free...
they're like anacondas from hell child?
Isn't there some way to detach some of that
stuff and leave it at the curb?"
Still laughing, we had the best conversation
and all of us bonded for the duration of the night.
During a break in the conversation, my friend looked at me
and said - NObody but you could have made that work?!
the man and his friends were monitoring the situation and stepped on in.
"These fellas bothering you?" - they asked us, then turned to the dancing geeks and said, "They are with us."
No one bothered us the rest of the night.
And eventually, given enough alcohol and
the right beat... I spun him around the dance floor
to show my gratitude.
It was way naughtier than he expected.
Humble beginnings... a pole dancer is born.
I LOVE that story!
You should POST this! Or better yet, write a book!
You could call it CONFESSIONS OF A MINNESOTA POLE DANCER, but some folks would think you were talking about Polish People ... and most of them are in Wisconsin! Don't you know?
Ya Sure, You Betcha!
Hugggggggggggggggggz,
Taylor
Sorry your computer is acting up!
I remember reading your interview and that
seeing that beautiful picture of you at the cafe table
during your worldly travels, looking off into the distance...
I still love that shot! So serene and calming.
Thanks for visiting! Did Ron tell you I posted
the "church" photo just for you?
I DID! I thought... oh now June would really appreciate that one!
Have a great week!
I'm reading over your 100 list and here are some random comments! (in parenthesis)
1. I do pottery (so did my mom, son loves ceramics)
2. I am bilingual (I used to be until the age of 6...use it or lose it-Spanish)
4. I have been to Ireland and kissed the blarney stone (I know I'm probably NOT of Irish descent (mostly Spanish, Mexican, Costa Rican) BUT I think in a former life I was! Fiance is and we want to go to Ireland one day!)
5. I often wonder if people who let their dogs walk them know the dog is in charge? (We are cat people, him and I and we have a beautiful cat named Chloe and she reminds us daily that dogs have owners, cats have STAFF! LOL)
6. I kill even the hardiest of plants (I have a BROWN thumb literally and figuratively...although YAY, I have sustained a pothos plant for 2 years now...so they've GOT TO BE I MEAN REALLY TRULY HARDY!!!)
7. Once, my father was given an ultimatum by my mother "either that cat goes or I do", and I can still feel the slap after offering to help her pack. (can I laugh? That was funny!!!)
8. I have really high arches (I would have died to have high arches--as a dancer with almost flat feet, I struggled to dance like I had arches! No foot model here! I envy you!)
9. My uvula hangs off center at the back of my throat (YOUR WHAT???? Oh, sorry, my bad, misread that word!! LOL)
10. I have always hated houses with an "upstairs" (give me a ranch style any day! I live in a house with two more floors above me AND a basement/rec room...not my style. It wasn't my choice. The next house WILL BE DAGNABBIT!)
14. I was adopted at 5 lbs 5 oz and 5 days old (I was adopted at 4 months. Don't know the weight then but I came in at like 8lbs.)
16. I pray when my plane is taking off and landing. (I grip my fiance's thigh, really, really hard. I'm not afraid of flying, it's just instinct?)
18. I still have only a vague idea of what "dog-days" means. (is what we have all year long in FL!
19. My son is one of the funniest people I know (my son makes me laugh too and this coming from a boy (now 19) who couldn't say five words at the age of 5...with speech delays he was late bloomer but once he got going he had gifted auditory recall and could "play back" (with dramatic actions) any scene you asked him to do. He had me in stitches the time he did the whole RAT RACE movie for me!!!)
m.
Dad said when she was on her hind legs, she was about 6'4!??? Like a horse or something!!!
And they used to tell me, that she thought she was a tiny little toy poodle! (in her mind she was and acted like it, jumping up on their laps...ga-lumph!) OW!
But very loving.
That's all!
m
Be careful that you don't step in that dogma sh*t.
"Do want to dance"
"NO"
"Would you like to dance?"
"No."
"Wanna dance?"
"When Hell freezes over."
I should have demanded a better level of rejection!! I have standards to maintain!
These were awesome + Great Danes in your lineage?! Fitting right in at Majordanes, now aren't you!!!
Funny - my son has done voice over work! A short film called Beheaded, recently rereleased as part of a trilogy. It was so interesting and we just sorta fell into it!
Since he was very young I have used voices to make him laugh / stop crying... we even started keeping a list of the "Voices that Live Inside" us! I also have one very good friend that whenever we get together we automatically just launch into various accents, carrying on whole conversations, morphing from one to another!
WARNING - WHAT FOLLOWS IS UNSOLICITED ADVICE!!!
Find a studio, make a recording of the voices you specialize in, and have it ready as a demo. Then find an agency in your area, interview them or them you, have the demo CD ready so they can experience your talent!!! You can do it!
to own the big dogs... you never have to "guess"
where the piles lay. You can see them coming
from at least a 1/4 mile!
I moseyed on over to your place
and saw the DOG VIDS, talented kids,
and the US History Vids! All excellent stuff!
I have been interpreting all semester for
an American History course... and thought
the instructor is UBER knowledgeable about
the ins and outs of the era, I have to say that
the 2 min vid... did what he has taken
15 weeks to complete?! Wow. It was great.
I must say I have admired the comments you
leave "from a far". (sometimes I lurk.....
and now I have one of my own
to cherish! wooot-woooo!
I consider you one of the pillars of the Stream Community
and you are always welcome here with the BIG DOGS!
Man - I'm telling you, it took some seriously fast thinking to
pull that off! When I turned to look at my friend, I still can't
describe the look of her. It held some shock, fear,
anxiety, excitement, envy, and astonishment...
but it changed so quickly it's hard to nail it down.
Come on over any day Anex...
I'll put together a rejection to help you
keep those standards up!
Bear Hugs!
PolarB ;)
Seriously - he had that deer in the headlights look and seemed to
answer because it was just gonna be easier that way...
"Come along quietly and there won't be any trouble."
Meanwhile, he was probably some all-star footback player, man
was built like a mac-truck, and the posse weren't any too small either?!
Probably missed my chance at a shuga-daddy?!
annual mosquito spraying, eventually they'll JUST HAVE TO
develop a spray for the proverbial inept of the populace...
just to control the numbers.
There they go?!! Go gettem!
Look out - they travel in packs and I hear they're heading west.