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The World Line of the Horizon Star

Some would say I was a lost man in a lost world

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Montecristo Captain Quixote

The quest for fire.

This morning I discovered that eating a mango is a deeply sexual experience. You can learn the most fascinating things from deprav knowledgeable people on your friends list. If I had known this last night, when I wrote the entry, I would have taken more time with it and put in some more thought. It reminds me of that old joke:

He: Oh Honey, if I had known you were a virgin before we started I would have gone slower.
She: If you'd have gone slower, I might have had time to remove my pantyhose first.

Why is it that the most fascinating conversations start up five minutes before you have to leave for work? I can see now why mangoes occupy such an important place at the vertex of the food triangle. I'll definitely have to eat them more often now.

Shortly after posting a few replies to the comments I received, I finally determined to stop putting off calling the chimney sweeps and get that ratty fireplace of mine inspected. Oh yes! Next Thursday they are coming to inspect and clean and then I can have fire. I'm such a pyro. The thing is, every man's cave should have open flame, to make it homey. I may actually have excuse to use my living room again.

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"...every man's cave should have open flame..."

That's in my top-5 list of reasons to move to a new apartment in the spring. In no particular order, the others are:

- No pets policy
- Presence of small, uninvited pet (nicknamed "Mickey")*
- Cobblestone street (charming to look at, pain to walk on)
- Periodic complete lack of water pressure, poorly timed

*(Mickey didn't last long, once I figured out the child-proof mousetrap)

How did you discover that the mouse was child-proof?

The Quest for Fire.

You would be scared to learn how young I was when I first watched that movie. LOL! Or maybe not.

As for Mangoes...very interesting indeed

I'm forty, and 1982 was the year I graduated high school. Some days it does not seem that long ago. I was eighteen, and quite old enough to be going to a rated R movie. So, how did you get into a rated R movie -- older brother or sister being an irresponsible baby sitter perhaps, or did your parents take you thinking that you'd sleep through it?

My mother had my sister and me on the weekends and was taking us to see R-rated flicks back when I was a child. I distinctly remember seeing Cheech and Chong's Next Movie.

Nooo, my folks took us kids to their work convention and we were in the bedroom watching HBO while they schmoozed. I was 9 the oldest being 15. The folks walked in on us watching Excalibur later. Another R movie, but a good one.

I was not scarred by it at all. Pretty funny movie. Hee hee. Amusing to a 9 yr-old brought up on a farm.

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