we used to hang out down by the canal behind my house and smoke weed till an alligator came up behind us once and we realised we could die...ah youth...;)
and perhaps i spoke too soon...new photos may be forthcoming....
Oh, you silly girl.
look across the canal you sat by and read the building markers. To the West, on the map you provided.
"That's got me bummin' out. I keep it to myself, as I do most feelings. A person shouldn't do that - where does that emotion go? A lot of it on social media I suspect. Now there's a scary thought ... FB being a CIA tool and all that."
Btw; there's been ample evidence FaceBook's main investor in the beginning was In-Q-tel. It's a CIA start-up incubator. Oh! Come to think of it, I have a link to an article I'll throw it in, but no need to rush and read it!It's by Rappaport, who is a guy with integrity. I have his site listed on my blog under - "Assymetry"
oops! look at that spelling. I'm relying too much on spell check these daysDouble Post
"News & Opinion"
Which is a reason I reason I left FaceBook - it destroys continuity of thought and one's ability to analyze situations or arguments logically. It's an emotional roller coaster that funnels people into queue for a feedback loop's eternal damnation. There is no escaping it, even if one considers FB a promotional tool like I did. It's a real dog's breakfast.
between church row
and red lounge records -
a "Missing" poster on a pole