The Dangers Of Photography...
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Posted:Oct 3, 2012 8:35 pm
Last Updated:Oct 18, 2012 9:31 pm
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This Is The Guy Who Tossed A Rock At Me... 
While glamor photography is what I most like to do, up here in small town Wisconsin I don’t have many available models, or even a studio to shoot in any more so I’ve taken to doing street photography and shooting stuff on the railroad.
The last few months there has been a lot of construction in the rail yard here in Stevens Point, and I’ve taken a few photos from time to time of the crews tearing up the old tracks or laying down the new. Today there was a lot of activity right near the depot, and I was down there shooting away. One of the workers actually tossed a rock at me…he was smart enough to make sure it fell well short of where I was standing, and he made sure he stayed on railroad property (as I was sure I stayed off) but I found it kinda funny. Actually, I can sympathize with him as I hate having a camera pointed at me as well, but by making such a fuss about it I ended up shooting more photos of him than I normally would have (and pretending to shoot even more than I did) just to piss him off. He and one other worker were the only ones actually doing any physical labor, pretty much everything appears to be done by machine now so it was a rare chance to record someone actually working hard enough to sweat.
Just to be clear…The act of taking a photo of someone in a public setting without a model release, or of viewing or non-commercially showing such a photo in private generally does not create legal exposure. In other words, he was fair game and there wasn’t much he could do about it. Most of the local guys know that I’ll give them free copies of anything I’ve shot of them if they want it, and I don’t shoot anyone that I know don’t want to be photographed but these crews from out of town of course don’t realize that.
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Double Car Trouble
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Posted:Sep 26, 2012 9:01 pm
Last Updated:Sep 27, 2012 11:49 am
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This could also be titled “If It Weren’t For Bad Luck, I’d Have No Luck At All”…at least that applied today.
I was planning on picking Eve up from work and then we were going directly from there to the Casino in Nekoosa, Eve’s been itching to win more money and of course I’m wishing her well. I got everything loaded in the van but as soon as I put my foot on the brake it felt a bit soft so I tried it again…yup; something’s wrong all right so I backed back into the drive way, tossed everything into the Jeep and took off.
I made a few stops with the Jeep before picking Eve up, and then we stopped for gas just a few miles from the Casino (which is 37 miles from our house.) After filling up, paying and hitting the bathrooms we’re ready to roll…but the jeep won’t start. At the time I thought it was the starter solenoid, so we push started it and drove to the Casino. I was planning on dropping Eve there first, going and doing some railroad photography and then meeting back at the Casino. I shut the Jeep off on a little hill just to test it…it wouldn’t start and we had to push it down the hill to start it again so we decided to skip the Casino and just go home and fix the two vehicles.
It took a bit over $17.00 in parts for the Van…seventy inches of steel line, a union and a bottle of brake fluid. I guess it took about an hours work to tear it all apart, get the new line on and everything ready to go…but I still have a slight leak on one of the double flairs I had to do, so while the van can be driven a little if need be, the leak needs fixing ASAP.
The problem with the Jeep ended up being a starter relay rather than the solenoid, a new one only cost $21.00 and some change but I won’t have it until Friday morning so the Jeep is resting comfortably in our garage until I can get the part. It will maybe take me 5 to 10 minutes to install the relay and be ready to go but I got to wait 36 hours to get the part.
Hopefully I can get that flair fixed in the morning and Eve and I will try to make it to the Casino tomorrow after she’s done work…
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The Gambler.
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Posted:Sep 18, 2012 8:40 pm
Last Updated:Sep 19, 2012 9:53 pm
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Eve, like many Filipinos, has always enjoyed gambling. When she went with me on the road she’d buy the scratch off games in truck stops, and play the state lottery in various states we traveled through. While she obviously has never won the lottery, she was fairly lucky with the other games.
A couple months ago we were in a bar in town here, and she was telling me the video games paid out money…I told her there was no way. We talked about it for a bit and I finally ask the bar tender and of course I found out I was wrong.
Since that time she has on occasion played those games and usually broke even or made a few dollars profit. As time went by and I see she wasn’t going to be loosing a lot of money, she started playing more and more. She’d win maybe $5.00 or $10.00 and have fun for an hour or two so it seemed a good deal. A couple weeks ago she won forty some dollars in one bar while I was reading the paper. After that we started going more often to bars just so she could play the video games and she has been a consistent winner. Then Thursday we went into a local bar and in about 45 minutes she won $588.00! She had played two other machines in the bar, then moved to a third machine. She put in a $5.00 bill, played about 3 spins and hit a BIG bonus. She played it off a while and thankfully I walked over and she showed me what she had for a score. I told her to cash out cause that machine wasn’t going to pay out again anytime soon and she did…we expected she had won $117.00 (1 cent a point for 11,700 points) but when the ticket was printed out it was a nickel a point, or $588.00. In the last four days she has made almost a thousand dollars profit after what she had put into the machines…She also buys the drinks (usually 1 coke each) but we don’t count that against her winnings.
We hit one of the near by Casino’s Friday night…she won about $95.00 clear. Needless to say we’ll be heading to a casino again this weekend…I hope her luck holds…Who knows, I might be married to a professional gambler soon..!!
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More Strip Club Reviews
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Posted:Sep 16, 2012 9:32 am
Last Updated:Oct 17, 2012 4:32 pm
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Eve wanted to go to the Casino in Nekoosa Friday night, and afterwards of course that meant a stop at the strip clubs in Wisconsin Rapids. We hit “The New Body Shop” first. There were 3 or 4 girls dancing and about a half dozen customers…none of which either of us wanted to see naked, so we had one quick drink and left.
The next stop was “Speakeasy 54.” Last time we were there they had some decent dancers but that was almost a year ago and things seem to have changed. Most of the seven girls dancing that night were in swim suits or their underwear…WTF..? A decent club would never allow that sort of thing…it’s a strip club, not a freaking beach…and on top of that two of the girls actually got on stage and danced barefoot..!! The only other place I’ve ever seen a girl dance barefoot on stage was in some little club along the interstate on the Alabama/Tennessee line…that place was so far out in the country the girls probably didn’t have UPS service and couldn’t buy any shoes.
Eve was busy playing a video game off in the corner, and I sat on the corner of the bar nearest the stage. There was one girl who looked pretty good…until I noticed she was wearing flat shoes...but her top looked really good and I was spending some time ogling her…then she got on stage…her top came off, and her boobs fell to her belly button.
Needless to say I’d advise not wasting your time on either place. Next time Eve wants to go to a Casino we’ll hit either Waupaca and later check out the Landing Strip or Wittenberg and then head over to Wausau to the clubs there. I really think my first impression of the strip clubs in Wisconsin, especially small town Wisconsin is holding true though…they just are not worth the bother. I have yet to see one single dancer here with implants even.
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Of Rabbit Fur Coats And Bad Choices
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Posted:Sep 4, 2012 7:54 pm
Last Updated:Sep 4, 2012 7:55 pm
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This happened many years ago when I was a pilot living in Tulsa. I think of it from time to time and it’s one of many things in life I wish I had done differently.
A female friend from school and I used to go once every month or two to these land developments that were popular at the time around the Tulsa area…they gave great gifts for going and looking over properties they had for sale and we posed as a couple shopping for a new home. We got a couple sets of cookware, a set of quality dishes and on separate occasions two very nice rabbit fur jackets. Margarita kept one of them; I kept the other with no real idea who I was going to give it too.
At that time I was dating two girls. Stacey was a black girl who had had a tough life growing up. She had been badly beaten by her first husband several times before she left him. She had been and she had had to sell herself on the streets a few times to get by but she had gone back to school, got some training and had a pretty good job by the time I met her. She had a nice apartment and was doing her best to make a good life for herself and her 11 year old . The one thing about her I had a problem with was she did sometimes use drugs. Most of our dates were spent at various bars or clubs around Tulsa. There was a run down Country And Western Place on 11th Street called Jay’s Place that we always went to on Sunday nights for their jam session and I remember a place called Barristers in a big hotel near down town that we frequented. One time in particular I remember going there and sitting on a love seat in an area behind the bar with Stacey. Not long after we arrived three more couples walked in and sat together at the bar near us. They kept turning around and looking at us and I finally asked Stacey if she knew them. She said she did not, and that the reason they kept staring was because I was white, she was black…some of them rednecks in Oklahoma still didn’t like that sort of thing. After I found that out, she and I got much, much “friendlier” on that love seat and the redneck couples finally left in a huff, throwing a few dirty looks our way as they stalked out.
Elaine was a white girl who I met when she started taking flying lessons and I ended up being her flight instructor. She came from a small town in South Dakota and grew up on a farm. When I met her she was a MD in her 2nd year of residency and rotated between two of the Tulsa hospitals and also moonlighted at a Minor Emergency Center in town. Always a straight A student, she was a perfect example of an over achiever. We hadn’t been dating too long at the time this event happened and most of our “dates” were either flying lessons with a quick lunch or dinner after, or I’d go up to the hospital and have dinner with her in the cafeteria when she was on call. As a 2nd year resident she didn’t have much free time, in fact most of her nights were spent at the hospital.
As time passed, I started seeing less of Stacey, mainly because of her occasional drug use and spending more time with Elaine. One night Stacy was at my apartment and for some reason she went in the closet where that rabbit fur coat was hanging. I still remember the look on her face…it was a combination of excitement, want, need and I think almost lust. She asked where I’d gotten it and I told her about the land developments, which I think she already knew I had been going to. She kind of hinted she’d like it, I think even asked if she could have it, but I lied and said Margarita had decided she wanted it and would be picking it up soon. As you might guess, I ended up giving that jacket to Elaine a few days later. She made a big fuss over it…said how much she loved it and how nice it was…but in the following two or three years we continued to date, I never saw it again. She never wore it and she probably ended up giving it to one of the thrift stores in town.
The gift of that jacket would have meant so much to Stacey, and I don’t doubt that she’d still have it today, 25 years later, but to Elaine it meant nothing at all.
Even today when I think about that I wonder how I could have been so stupid…so blind to the fact a simple gift of something that cost me nothing would have meant so much to someone.
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On Hauntings And Happiness
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Posted:Aug 31, 2012 10:14 pm
Last Updated:Sep 5, 2012 11:18 am
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I’ve been interested in the paranormal most of my life, and have personally experienced things several times. The last couple years I’ve been watching the ghost shows on television, like The Dead Files, Ghost Adventures and so on and I guess I’m a bit surprised at the number of spirits who apparently have, for one reason or another, decided to stay here. Some times it seems spirits stay in places they were attached to in life, places where they were happy and content.
So I got to thinking, where would I stay after I died if in fact I decided to hang around for a while? The one place where I have always felt the most relaxed and “at home” was Mexico. When I was driving truck and would get a load that was taking me to the South Texas, New Mexico or Arizona areas I always felt like someone who had been traveling for a long time and was finally heading home. I’ve been to Mexico between 50 and 75 times near as I can guess, always the border towns, and of course always for the bars and brothels and the women that can be found in them and I’ve always felt a sense of belonging and fitting in there. One dirt floored bar in Juarez where it was very, very easy to imagine banditos with their rifles and cartridge belts over their shoulders drinking at the bar felt very much like home to me.
If time is as fluid as I suspect, perhaps one day I’ll haunt the cantinas of Mexico in the mid to late 1800’s. Or perhaps it is possible to reincarnate into what we consider the past and I’ll visit those places again in physical form. I think I had a connection to Mexico long before this lifetime and I feel it was a happy time. I just want to feel that again.
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More Heroes In Uniform...AKA Stupid Cops.
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Posted:Aug 26, 2012 8:29 pm
Last Updated:Sep 8, 2012 2:54 pm
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In one of the latest incidents of cops shooting innocent people comes the story from New York and The Empire State Building Shooting.
Two of our “hero” cops fire off 16 rounds…9 of those rounds hit innocent people on the street. People who were doing nothing more than going about their daily business when the cops opened fire.
My guess is these cops got so scared facing a armed suspect that the pee’d their pants, closed their eyes and started shooting…directly into a crowd of innocent people.
It’s amazing anyone like that can get on the police force, or at least be allowed to carry weapons.
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Man with huge penis stopped at airport
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Posted:Jul 21, 2012 9:15 am
Last Updated:Jul 21, 2012 9:46 pm
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I found the following article in the news and thought this would be the perfect place to post it...enjoy.
A man known for his enormous penis was stopped by security at San Francisco International Airport and questioned about the bulge in his pants, he was reported as saying Thursday.
Jonah Falcon, 41, has an organ which is 9.5 inches long when flaccid and 13 inches (33 centimeters) erect, according to Rolling Stone magazine. He has featured in a number of documentaries about the world's biggest penises.
He was returning to New York from San Francisco on July 9 when he was stopped, after Transportation Security Administration (TSA) agents saw a bulge hanging down over his left upper thigh.
"They wanted to know if I had something in my pockets, and when I said no, they asked if I had some sort of growth," he said, according to the San Francisco Chronicle.
He told them it was his penis, and they checked around his crotch, although not too closely. He was delayed for five minutes. The incident was not his first. "I've gone through the (scanner) before, and I wasn't worried.
"What was the worst that was going to happen? I was going to have to whip it out for them? I'm used to that. Sometimes when people ask me about it, if I'm feeling up to it, I'll just show them."
In a tweet at the time Falcon said: "TSA didn't know what to make of the massive bulge on my thigh. Even after I went through that body scanner that shows you naked..."
A 2003 Rolling Stone story entitled "Mr. Big" reported that Falcon's penis was eight inches long when he was only 10 years old. It quoted his mother as saying his organ size was genetic.
"He was born like that, and he was always big for his age. But it's not his big penis, it's society's need to fixate on it. We're in a world where men see their manhood in their penises."
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Dangerous Jobs..??
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Posted:Jul 6, 2012 9:10 pm
Last Updated:Oct 13, 2012 2:57 pm
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While it seems popular nowadays to call everyone in uniform a hero, especially police, firemen and the military they certainly DO NOT have the most dangerous jobs. In fact, the military didn’t even make it into the top 20 and firemen in most polls didn’t make the top 15.
According to the Bureau of Labor Statistics' most recent figures, there were 4,547 fatal occupational injuries in 2010, or four fewer than reported in 2009. The majority of these injuries occur in a handful of sectors representing the most dangerous ways to earn a living in the country.
The list might surprise some, and admittedly the rankings vary slightly according to whose statistics you want to believe. The most common and most current ranking is as follows.
#1…Fishing
#2...Logging Workers
#3…Airline Pilots
#4…Farmers or Ranchers
#5…Mining
#6…Roofers
#7…Garbage Collectors
#8…Truck Drivers
#9…Stuntmen
#10..Police
Add the fact that the police have the 3rd highest average annual salary of the above list (behind Pilots and Stuntmen who actually need some qualifications for their jobs) and you might start wondering why anyone would call a cop a hero.
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Jealousy...??...WTF Is Wrong With Her..??
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Posted:Jun 5, 2012 5:56 am
Last Updated:Oct 3, 2014 11:39 am
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WTF is wrong with her..??
The worst “episode” was about a year ago and was started because I threw away a pair of underwear. They were a little big for me and the elastic in the band was getting weak so I threw them in the garbage. Eve saw them, and because the band was stretched out she decided that I had been bringing women home while she was at work, one of those imaginary women had ripped the underwear off me..!!
The next worst was last night. She found an empty can of Foco Brand Coconut Juice in the trash. She didn’t drink it, figured I hadn’t either and once again it’s certainly from some woman I brought home when she was at work…I guess that imaginary woman got thirsty from ripping my underwear off and frockling with me.
Its so fuking stupid…and you can bet it will be weeks or months until she gets over it and you can also bet it was one of her friends who came over, finished the drink and tossed the empty can. I made her call the one friend who we know was over in the last few days, that friend hadn’t drank it but said her might have, and he wasn’t there right then to confirm or deny so it’s still up in the air.
I’m getting so sick of this shit. Maybe, if I was 20 years younger and attractive I could understand her thinking that way, but I’m sixty fucking years old, uglier than shit and no woman would rip my underwear off even if they were paid to do it.
What the fuck is wrong with her?
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Dumb Jocks And Dumber Politicians
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Posted:Jun 1, 2012 10:06 am
Last Updated:Jun 1, 2012 8:10 pm
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Some Not to bright quotes from famous folks...
«My sister's expecting a baby, and I don't know if I'm going to be an uncle or an aunt.»
- Chuck Nevitt, North Carolina State basketball player, explaining to Coach Jim Valvano why he appeared nervous at practice.
«I have opinions of my own --strong opinions-- but I don't always agree with them.»
- George Bush
«I want to rush for 1,000 or 1,500 yards, whichever comes first.»
- George Rogers, NFL New Orleans Saint RB, when asked about the upcoming season
«The word 'genius' isn't applicable in football. A genius is a guy like Norman Einstein.»
- Joe Theisman, quarterback and sports analyst
«Be sure and put some of those neutrons on it.»
- Mike Smith, Baseball pitcher, ordering a salad at a restaurant.
«Facts are stupid things.»
- Ronald Reagan, Former U.S. President
«What a waste it is to lose one's mind. Or not to have a mind is being very wasteful. How true that is.»
- Dan Quayle, former U.S. Vice President
«I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid.»
- Terry Bradshaw, Former football player/announcer
«It isn't pollution that is hurting the environment, it's the impurities in our air and water that are doing it.»
- Dan Quayle, former U.S. Vice-President
«I've never had major knee surgery on any other part of my body.»
- Winston Bennett, University of Kentucky basketball forward.
«Outside of the killings, Washington has one of the lowest crime rates in the country.»
- Mayor Marion Barry, Washington, DC
«We're going to turn this team around 360 degrees.»
- Jason Kidd, upon his drafting to the Dallas Mavericks
«Pitching is 80% of the game. The other half is hitting and fielding.»
- Mickey Rivers, baseball player
«I love California, I practically grew up in Phoenix.»
- Dan Quayle, former U.S. Vice President
«So Carol, you're a housewife and mother. And have you got any ?»
- Michael Barrymore
«We've got to pause and ask ourselves: How much clean air do we need?»
- Lee Iacocca, Chairman of the Chrysler corporation
«He's a guy who gets up at six o'clock in the morning regardless of what time it is.»
- Lou Duva, veteran boxing trainer
«If we don't succeed, we run the risk of failure.»
- Dan Quayle, former U.S. Vice President
«You guys, line up alphabetically by height.»
- Bill Peterson, Florida State football coach
"Those who survived the San Francisco earthquake said, "Thank God, I'm still alive." But, of course, those who died, their lives will never be the same again." - Barbara Boxer, Senator
"And now, will y'all stand and be recognized." - Gib Lewis, Texas Speaker of the House, to a group of people in wheelchairs on Disability Day
"Sure, it's going to kill a lot of people, but they may be dying of something else anyway." - Othal Brand, member of a Texas pesticide review board, on chlordane.
"Sure there have been injuries and deaths in boxing - but none of them serious." - Alan Minter, Boxer
"Better make it six, I can't eat eight." - Dan Osinski, Baseball pitcher, when a waitress asked whether he wanted his pizza cut into six or eight slices.
"And here's Moses Kiptanui - the 19 year old Kenyan, who turned 20 a few weeks ago" - David Coleman, Sports commentator
"Guys aren't able to get $15 or $20 million anymore, so you have to play for the love of the game." - Penny Hardaway, NBA Basketball Player
"I can't really remember the names of the clubs that we went to." - Shaquille O'Neal, basketball player, on whether he had visited the Parthenon during his visit to Greece.
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Looking For Something I’ll Never Find
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Posted:May 31, 2012 8:56 am
Last Updated:Sep 4, 2012 11:06 pm
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All my life I’ve been searching for something…something just beyond my grasp.
I remember once, at a very young age thinking I was here for a purpose. I had something to do, something to accomplish, but that has not happened. I have yet to do anything worth while, to make anyone I care about really happy.
I just had my 60th birthday a couple months ago and I have nothing to show for those 60 years. No home, no family, and no one I’m important to. The only things I’ve accomplished is to hurt or disappoint people who were closest to me.
I had friends once, a long, long time ago. We went out, had fun, did the normal stuff everyone does but now days it seems I’ve lost what little social skills I once had. The few times I’ve been invited anywhere with my wife’s friends I’ve found a way to get out of it. I want to go, want to go badly, but just can’t seem to make myself actually do it.
I believe we are born to a purpose and a set of lessons to be learned. Perhaps I’m learning those lessons, and perhaps this life time is just a very small part of who I am but believing that still doesn’t make me feel better.
I wish I could walk in the door…somewhere…anywhere, and have someone smile because they are glad to see me. I wish, when I’m feeling bad, or when I’m excited about something I want to do, I just wish I had someone I could talk to that actually wanted to listen.
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American Graffiti
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Posted:May 18, 2012 7:13 pm
Last Updated:May 18, 2012 7:16 pm
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One Of My Many 55 Chevy's...Photo Taken About 1975
American Graffiti was on tonight…first time I’ve seen that movie in a long, long time. It was first released in 1973…3 years after I graduated high school and it defiantly brings back some memories. The times and hi-jinks were the same, just the names and locations were changed…to protect the innocent I guess you might say. I even owned a 58 Impala and several 55, 56 and 57 Chevys like were featured in the movie. I met many girls the same way, got my booze the same way sometimes, even found myself in the middle of an armed robbery once. The only thing that was missing was a local Wolf Man Jack and Suzanne Somers in a T-Bird.
It’s been 40 to 45 years since I’ve been like that, but in many ways it seems like yesterday. The movie made me feel kind of sad and I’m not sure why. I guess it’s a time I can never go back too, and maybe I wish I could.
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