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Perfect color. Are these from Spain? Spanish shoes are not bad. I once purchased some Florsheim's in the US, at Sears. But, they were imported from Spain. Love the color, honestly speaking.

It's a thing of beauty, for sure. But, what I really want to see is the outsole. The outsole, to me is what I love best about shoes. Because, when you rest your feet up on your bosses desk, to say, F U, then this is what your boss will remember most.

Have you ever read, "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Universe"? If you have, then this might be your problem. Don't look outward to the galaxies for answers. The answers lie within. Consciousness is just a figment of your electrochemical imagination. You got no soul, other than those you buy. I love the smell of leather. It seems strange to me that I would be willing to pay USD750.00 for a decent pair of shoes. But not so strange, in fact. What is the highest price you have paid for shoes?

Yes, but, be wary of "subsequent stupid comments" concerning long and slim cardioid microphones. What is meant by the phrase, "eat one's mic"?

Beautiful. The epitome of cleanliness of the beautiful mind. Maybe, not so crazy.

Not only do they (snakes) have two testicles, but they have two penises, as well. Maybe you should have checked this out before you posted? Therefore, in the case of a snake, only two codpieces would do. Although, they might need to wear their codpieces internally.

I will do the same as I did during the Last Glacial Maximum (LGM). When the next glacial maximum (NGM) happens, then BKK will be left HIGH AND DRY. Just the way we like it.

You are correct. But, on the other hand, While listening, I had wondered if she might swallow it. (Please don't be angry.) And, you are correct, again. Why should anyone even think these thoughts? Great music. And...Shame on me. Sorry, sincerely. (OK. Sincerely. It is SAD, sad, sad, that in these days, since 1977, we should even be compelled to think these weird thoughts? Back in my days, we never did think these thoughts. No Joke!)

And, I will never tell.

Anyway....finally....there is some sanity in this world. Copyright and Copyleft. Finally, Hendrix is being released into the Commons...where Hendrix belongs. Free, at last. Free, at last. Hendrix is free at last.

I had my head shrunk on the Main Line... What about you?.... Hollywood? Bollywood?

Jumping out of a window? No! If your shrink were sane, then, obviously, this was the very best thing to do. Only logical.

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,...I pondered this.... "The world population is projected to reach 8.5 billion in 2030, and to increase further to 9.7 billion in 2050 and 11.2 billion by 2100. As with any type of projection, there is a degree of uncertainty surrounding these latest population projections. " https://www.un.org/en/global-issues/population#:~:text=The world population is projected,surrounding these latest population projections.

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door— Only this and nothing more.”

You know.... This THING about the Green Revolution.... I never put much faith in it. It's like, you add more nutrients to a petri dish, and the bacteria will multiply, evermore.

Sorry. Regarding the Train Wreck up Ahead,....

OK. Then what might you do, or what are you doing, knowing that you are among the few who realise that 95 percent of the world is sane, and that you are among the 5 percent who are crazy? This ain't no jive, MFK. If you are like me, then you know what I'm talking about. So far, here is how I handle it. I do like the Chinese do, and I, these days... I lie flat. Also, in my opinion, the vast majority of people know what I'm talking about. Still, I don't wish to spell it out too clearly, here. It's like... I know that I am crazy. I know that my beliefs do not jibe with yours. 60 Yeats ago, I was sane. But, now I am not, relatively speaking. I no longer buy into your optimism. I just wish, sometimes, that I were 10 years older. Because, I feel sick at heart knowing the train wreck, up ahead. Jimi Hendrix, FOREVER!

I always thought this was the craziest.

This song was my husband’s favorite…he lived by the words, during his dying days. He didn’t want to close his eyes, and kissed me every moment of his life. He held my hand, and told me he loved me, endlessly. He loved me til his last breath. This song makes me long for him. ️

Being Crazy when the world has GONE SANE is just so....CRAZY!

Feed Your Head. Just too many poisonous shrooms amongst us. Would one even dare to eat one?

Feed Your Head.....!

Feed Your Head....