Accidental pic of me morphing into a bear. Where’s my cave?

Image | January 20, 2016 | heyjimmy3d

Head Meat

January 18, 2016 | heyjimmy3d

I’ve a big wet SSD been fed data continuously for decades.
Ask me a question and I will either answer it before you are done asking,
Or I will answer it tomorrow.
Today I am busy answering a question you will ask tomorrow.
Or asking unanswerable questions.

So what?

January 17, 2016January 17, 2016 | heyjimmy3d

Sisyphus came round today,
said Dude, I’ve got this rock.
Needs to be up this hill.
I’m pushin’
and i almost got it, then it rolls back down.
Use some engineerin’, I says.
Use your noggin’, not your dumb ass.
Chocks ‘n’ blocks ‘n’ use your words!
Talk to it.
Talk about it.
It’ll take a hint.
It’ll take a likin’ to ya maybe.
Do ya cook?
Your girl; does she cook?
Your woman, does she bake?
You, can you read a recipe?
Rocks like cookies don’t they?
Put some at the top.

Yeah, well, that’s just, like, your opinion, man.

January 15, 2016 | heyjimmy3d

There is nothing more attractive than a face that exhibits character;
i.e., “the mental and moral qualities distinctive to an individual”.

And you expected what?

January 4, 2016 | heyjimmy3d

I usually hesitate and consider. Unless I can’t. And then I consider and apologize. Unless I can’t. And then your eyes are so well-framed.
the size, color, how the brow sits, the spacing. The cheeks, the focus. the locus of attention. The darting about my face, as I watch you. The nose is nothing to speak about, and so therefore perfect. Ah, but the upper lip is. The Golden Gate bridge. And the smile breaches another theater.
None of this matters, except that it validates your swipe card into the Gymboree of the hindquarters. No refunds.