I was talking about the weather... what were you thinking about?

Warmed up to 87 over the weekend. A cold front is coming down from Canada and the high by Wednesday should top out at 70. Thanks so much for the cool down... I look forward to seeing people wearing winter coats. lol

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Go ahead... guess.

Sunshine, 87 degrees with a light wind.

Mother Nature can be so kind sometimes.

This song plays through my mind as I look at the beautiful women at NN:

My all time favorite guitarist. for the ladies of NN:

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, I was attending college. In one of my classes, the subject of rewards for doing a good job came up. A lot of my fellow students talked about big rewards, such as clothing or jewelry... even a new car.

The instructor, hearing all of this, asked what the reward should be for a small job well done... like maybe if you're trying to lose weight or stop smoking and you make it through the day without eating too much or didn't smoke.

The class was silent. After a few seconds he said to give yourself a small treat, like going to a movie calling someone you miss talking with. Whatever makes you happy about the small jobs can spur you on to doing better at the bigger tasks ahead.

I've had a good week so far. Personal and professionally. Today is my short day of work... only five hours.

To celebrate, when I get home tonight I will have a Coca Cola and a medium sized bag of Doritos Heat Wave BBQ Nacho Chips.

Life's simple pleasures. That's what pleases me today.

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NOT feelin' the love today.

What burns me up is people you don't or barely know making insensitive comments on what you say in social media. Case in point:

On Memorial Day, I left what I thought was a beautiful tribute to all of our veterans past and present on Facebook. Almost every comment was nice and respectful... even had a couple of shares of the post.

And then comes the negative yahoo, who is a friend of a friend, that makes a long rant about the U.S. being an Imperial, war-mongering country that are baby killers! That I wouldn't understand what it's like to be poor and abused.

Well, I deleted the comment and reported them. THAT problem is solved.

But saying I don't understand what it's like to be poor and abused? Brother! I was raised in a poor area. The middle school I attended for three years was 95% black and I saw prejudice from the other side. When I got to high school, the so-called "rich kids" made fun of me for being poor. Through all of that, I maintained my sense of humor and found quite a few people liked and respected me for being a nice guy.

I still see abuse everywhere I go, but overall? I see a lot more good, friendly people here in the U.S. than all of the nay-sayers who seem to get all of the press.

Here on NN, I try to be respectful and nice to women in my comments. On my blog, I try to use humor as much as possible. Some people get my sense of humor, some people don't. When someone leaves me a nasty comment or message, I delete it and then block them. Easy-peezy.

I won't let negativity slow my roll... I'm still the nice guy.

Sometimes ya just gotta vent a little, ya know? O.K. Show's over. Back to what you were doing. That's all I've got to say...

For now.

Peace!

THANK YOU to all of the men and women who have sacrificed and served our country!

I know, only two? Just for now, o.k.?

Why do people even bother to fill out a profile if it's private?

and

If women say they suck at blowjobs, they've at leastgot the right idea.

Later, gators!