"Oh, the Places You'll Go!!"

Prescott Valley, Arizona--which is about 5200 feet above sea level. :-)


I don't just travel. I AM wherever I go, and I do not return to anywhere. I was in Oregon, and then I was in Alaska for a couple of years..and now I am here, in Prescott Valley, Arizona.

See y'all around. Just stopped in to say hello, and all.

Take care of each other, and God bless your enemies with crotch fleas.

Adios!!!

Green does have something going there.

"The Green Man" was a highly erotic movie..."Behind the Green Door" was a XXX....and who hasn't heard of "Greenie Weenies!"???

wasn't that green woman Maria Muldauer?

Yup.

I reckon so.

You're the right man,Chevy. I only have experience with an old straight-six, in a Ford camper special...where there was room to pitch a tent while working on things.,,and a '59 Dodge, which also had a lot of wiggle room.
I've been hanging loose, getting used to Arizona weather. It's a bit different than Alaska, and I sort of like this semi-desert stuff.

The angle also adjusts when the distance twixt the shaft output and the axle is shortened or lengthened. Another method is to adjust the tilt of the transfer, if the front drive link and the oil level allows it, and that will change the angle to the rear axle.
I'm not experienced...just speaking theoretically.

Whomever your Mr. Right is, I hope that he comes home to you, soon.

1100 miles...2 days drive. Hmmm...thanks for the data.

Maybe next year. Seriously. Right now, I've got to get things done and blah blah blah. It's just a good thing for me to keep in mind, for adventure and fun, since each year or two I have been going places.

Gracias.

Lady, you might have imagined that you hid it all that well, but the guy wasn't astonished or intimidated. He knew. From the first time that there is interaction, we know...and if you're supersensitive about it, then we either poke and jab and make it a topic...or else we respect your vulnerability and wait for you to talk about it.

The bulges are not the cause of embarrassment; the lifestyle that is ongoing and protecting/creating bulges is the cause of concern.

And it isn't an issue. If you're right for each other, begin letting yourself think of years together, and working on every bit of life together...otherwise you're just imagining that a meaningful loving relationship will wreck upon discovering some cellulite, or a few wrinkles, or hairy areas.

You've got the grit to talk about it with twenty zillion strangers, so what's the big deal with one guy you're thinking is stupid about it?

yup

well said

<<--Look at the picture.


Mr. Alaska and Ms. Arizona, together...after meeting here.

Is Sturgis very far from Prescott Valley, Arizona???

If you can walk upon water with one foot,
then you might do so with both feet.
Always keep a foot ready to do the impossible.
I walked ahead of you, with both feet on air.
Follow my steps, if you dare.


Just a passin' thru, friends.


Keep the light shining with your life!

"As long as old men
talk about the weather;
as long as old women
still talk about old men..."

Normalcy itself makes perfectly good sense, from the inside of the normal relationships, and "double standards" do not matter. There are inevitable and needful differences, and thus accommodations and understanding, to balance the give and take of relationships. It works.

-->>

"Home" exists, within/because of the committed relationship. My heart is at home with her.

Yah!....er...sumptin' like what you said.

The challenge is the maintenance of variable connectivity to perpetuate the balderdash and hyperbolic statements into cyclic harmonics that will achieve balanced stasis-versus-static energies which empower and enable consistency within and throughout the growing relationship.

Cheers, all.

And God bless, each and every one.

Honey, you were right. Looking back, on that post, I see that I was wrong about the "umpteen phone calls" comment.

I do not mind being proven wrong. I don't mind, at all.
:-D