Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
On October 1, 2010 © Stani. All rights reserved
Image is from http://picturesofdespair.blogspot.com/
so you think you've got it bad?
look around you, pen your eye
try to see the big pictures
look, see, so many with different stories.
here, take my hand
let me take you on a journey
through the dark, winding
maelstrom that lies ahead, around, within.
tormentor, demented, tormented
you with your silver spoons
ivory towers built on fragile clouds
life, one roller-coaster jamboree.
for every action a reaction
a pound for a pound
an eye for an eye
a prick for a prick.
another day, another year
in the life of a little giant
living in past, short-lived glory
basking in long-forgotten importance
a long slip from obscurity to oblivion.
brood of cowards
hands seemingly tied
hoping for a better day.
so you want to be in heaven?
ready to take the flight,
walk the walk along the,
long winding road of those who know?
it is amazing, really
rich and poor afraid of the same thing
the whole world erupting
dark storms brewing.
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Tuesday, March 16, 2010
This joke is just too good not to share! Enjoy!
The Smiths were unable to conceive children and decided to use a surrogate father to start their family.
On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife goodbye and said, Well, I'm off now. The man should be here soon.'
Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. 'Good morning, Ma'am', he said, 'I've come to...'
'Oh, no need to explain,' Mrs. Smith cut in, embarrassed, 'I've been expecting you.'
'Have you really?' said the photographer. 'Well, that's good. Did you know babies are my specialty?'
'Well that's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat'.
After a moment she asked, blushing, 'Well, where do we start?'
'Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the bed. And sometimes the
living room floor is fun. You can really spread out there.'
'Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work out for Harry and me!'
'Well, Ma'am, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results.'
'My, that's a lot!', gasped Mrs. Smith.
'Ma'am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I'd love to be In and out in five minutes, but I'm sure you'd be disappointed with that.'
'Don't I know it,' said Mrs. Smith quietly.
The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures. 'This was done on the top of a bus,' he said.
'Oh, my God!' Mrs. Smith exclaimed, grasping at her throat.
'And these twins turned out exceptionally well - when you consider their mother was so difficult to work with.'
'She was difficult?' asked Mrs. Smith. 'Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to the park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep to get a good look'
'Four and five deep?' said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide with amazement.
'Yes', the photographer replied. 'And for more than three hours, too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling - I could hardly
concentrate, and when darkness approached I had to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just had
to pack it all in.'
Mrs. Smith leaned forward. 'Do you mean they actually chewed on your, uh...equipment?' 'It's true, Ma'am, yes.. Well, if you're ready, I'll set-up my tripod and we can get to work right away.'
'Oh yes, Ma'am. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big to be held in the hand very long.'
Mrs. Smith fainted !