Name a movie or t.v. show with the number 13 in the title.

... and probably more than just one.

When I moved into my current apartment over 21 years ago, one thing I found to be a bit 'quirky' was the shower. It seemed to move around a bit when I stepped in to take a shower. The reason it bothered me was because I live on the second floor and below me is the first floor and then the basement. A long way to drop if the damn thing decided to give way and plunge downward.

Was the building still settling? Was it getting used to my weight? It bothered me for a while, but I eventually got used to it and it either stopped moving or, more likely, I just put it out of my mind.

Last night I had a dream where I was in a hurry to go somewhere and got into the shower for a quick rinse. For some reason I was having trouble getting enough shampoo to wash my hair. Finally, that was done, my body soaped and rinsed and then it got weird.

I was getting ready to turn off the water when I looked down and saw that all of the tub from my feet to the wall was GONE! I jumped out of the shower before reaching back to grab a towel. The floor of the shower was the same, but I felt an eerie feeling that I had just gotten out in time.

Of course, I then woke up.

Now I have the feeling that dream was a bit of a premonition. Or was it just a silly dream?

Irregardless, I'm going back to quick showers for a while.

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Had a dream last night that I was at some outdoor event. A lovely mature beauty walked up and handed me a plate of food that reeked of garlic. I dipped my finger into the sauce to give it a taste. Some of it dripped off my finger onto her bare midriff and I started licking it off of her belly. Unfortunately, that's when I woke up.

Yes, I had quite the 'stiffy'.

Cool, '60s vibe video:

What's your fear?

I don't like confined spaces. Not claustrophobia, just small spaces where I can't move.

I don't like dogs licking me. Do you know what else they lick with that tongue?

I don't like seeing someone with toothpaste all over their mouth. It's kin to foaming at the mouth to me.

I don't like fat people touching me. Their skin looks like gooey wax. Yuck! I can talk to them... I even have a couple of friends who are obese. Just please, don't touch me.

I have other, lesser fears, like public speaking.

It has never amazed me what people are afraid of. My Mother was afraid of water... more specific getting her face in the water. Her older brothers dunked her when they went swimming as kids. In her 50's, she took a swimming class at the local YWCA and got over her fear of the water.

This proves there is hope for us all. If pressed, I can face whatever I'm afraid of at the time by remembering something we boys said to each other growing up: Don't be a pussy.

Words to fearlessly live by.

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Just gotta love this new commercial:


Now if only they could do their panties the same way.

Am I the only person who thinks that potato chips taste better after you've eaten something sweet like cake?

???

The place where I live was built in 1978. I have lived here since 1998. With one exception, the doors and locks are the same as when I moved in.

A young lady downstairs locked herself out of her apartment, which I didn't know until I heard the locksmith talking to her.

I need to tell her sometime that, unless she engages the bolt lock, about any flat item will unlock the regular lock on the door.

I should know... I've let countless neighbors in that way over the years.

I know that pictures stay on this site even after the people posting them have gone.

I just wonder why some of the pictures appear in promotions for this site as still being members.

Hmmm...

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This song was put out (pun intended) in 1969. The story of a girl who "played around". Today she would be called a slut. Back then, she was called a whore. BUT, she had a happy ending (another pun intended).


The song reminds me of a few girls I knew back then. A couple wound up on drugs or alcoholics. The rest found their way and moved on.

Ah, the memories of another time.

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