Hindsight, blindsight… Blind Blonde, Blind Optimism…
YOU guys oughta try naming these things. Some days, nothin’. Some days, you get a choice. If I was smarter… or dumber… I’d work farther ahead and be naming these things in the mornings when my brain works better. On the other hand, I’d spend more time on them, and who knows what else I should be doing with THAT time? Somebody’s logo? Another cartoon map? Laundry?
Blindsight is 0/0.
Having two headlamps, Kara is the oncoming car to Hubris’s blinded deer.
Let’s Go Out… In A Blaze Of Glory… All Good Things Must End… Like Two Heros, In A Story… Let’s Go Out Like We Came In, In A Blaze Of Glory!!!!!
(be glad I’m not on audio singing that) How wonderful is love… and mushiness, and being blinded, and bugs, and all that good stuff. Awwwww.
(You mentioned the Big L… you can do mine? The pulsating pile is growing tentacles I think)
gotta say hubris never stroke me as SUCH a romantic guy i admit.
it’s a new side of him i find endearing. hehe
He’s up to something.. I’ve done the old white out bit in the Marines.. it doesn’t last but a few seconds..
I’m agreeing. When I get my eyes dialated by the eye doctor and it’s a sunny winter day with white snow everywhere, I do have to be led, and that lasts 2-3 hours. Even accidentally getting arc’ed only lasts maybe 10 min before you can see respectably again, at the outside.
Next comment, where’s the ring hidden? 😉
Ahhhh. I see that I still have some secrets in store for you guys. Good. Gooooooood.
Prepping for full volume ‘squee’
Why didn’t he use the stove to boil some water to drink?