Hyacinth Bucket's Unforeseen Call with Mrs Slocombe

... and if you can see my pussy...

what is "thank you Alex~?"

i was only a soft breeze throughout my life. when i touched the water's surface, i did not leave a ripple. i pray to God, to my Lord Jesus Christ that i may have been a cooling breeze, a necessary shift of the atmosphere to others that i touched. why a breeze? i have discovered that i never had any roots, despite my affiliations anywhere anytime. i now look forward to a more literal existance as a breeze of sorts~ i never realized that most of my LMC posts were the rantings of a lunatic~ soon deleted: a mere gust when i had a thought to share. my time to leave is near, and i wish that i had been more like Paul the Apostle than what i was actually. you do not know how i long for my final breath here, exhaling a small breeze for the final time.

The Rag-Time Dance (1986 Remastered Version)

just to let you all know it's really me~

the other bloggie is dead.

Car Wrecks and Big Rigs Don't Mix!

im caught up in a battle, a self-contained battle for sure~ im gonna die sooner or later,
so th remaining stubble of my youth are fighting against my augmented Christian focus

either way, Come LORD JESUS, Come soon~

my funny Valentine now, on COX 944, well that confirms it for me,
and My Mind's Playground.

rags toriches omg my fate is up to You

Word Up~, thank U Father, i love You,too

Just about an hour ago, posting a screed about the immanent death of Senator McCain, NOW this news from my own new oncologist, Dr. Cross:  "I can see you living another 5 years with radiation therapy"

Dr. Cross is my 2nd, current Cancer specialist~
And after just one meeting, I like him alot,
but also,
I get why he's been brought on board, too.



I simply love this Benny Hinn version of "Love Lifted Me"~



Feeling sorry for myself tonight -- pardon me please, everyone.  But it's my fate, I suppose~
My February MRI showed that my Lymphoma is widespread in my body and aggressive; 
In both sides my hips, and my right armpit~ 
Bringing down my White Blood cell count and exposing me to any/all infections.....

Inspector Clouseau Theme by Henry Mancini/arr. Robert Longfield