I've been giving it some thought for a week or so now. In light of the events in Quebec and Ottawa last week, I have been asking myself, why don't the so called liberals get the point. Now I'm no nuke 'em all and let god sort it out type, I enlisted back in the day (if I may borrow from so many police forces), to serve and protect. I'm all for trying to talk out problems. However, there do seem to be some people you can't talk to.
Back in my school days, we didn't ask bullies to be nice, we met them in the parking lot after class, and either they went down or you did. I can't say that it was the best way, but if you won, the bully shut
I've got a question. I'm not certain if anyone out there can help me or not. How do I get rid of the Suprasavings crap that has suddenly( as of approx. June 30) appeared on my computer, and mostly on Deviant Art. I have tried to follow the directions the company gives about uninstalling, but the trouble is there are no files with the names the Suprasavings popup gives on my computer, I've uninstalled everything dated June 1 this year or later, but no luck. Among other things it seems to have disabled my ability to go back to a category when I look at a picture, and I have go all the way back to the main message area each time, it's taking
Just a pair of random and unconnected thoughts for this beautiful Saturday...
It seems that no matter how experienced a husband you are occasionally you walk into it with eyes wide open and arms spread wide. Earlier this week we were at the 25th anniversary party of some friends. I was talking to their new daughter-in-law, and she asked quite innocently how long the Dragon Queen and I had been married. I didn't hesitate, I'm not ashamed.
"33 years." I told her with pride.
From my right came the cold, flat voice of She Who Must Be Worshipped.
"Dear, we celebrated out 34th anniversary on June 24."
Suddenly we were alone in a bubble of pregna