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Not really handsome. No matter how flattering the angle it always looks like I have a big ass. Here's the best photo of me I could find: http://www.maximumpc.com/files/zotac_usb-to-hdmi.jpg

Hold Your Fire wins for me with Vapor Trails and Presto also being strong contenders in that department. I think Neil is in his element as a lyric writer the most when he's being more introspective and personal which I don't think he had the confidence to really do until Hold Your Fire. A lot of his lyrics pre Permanent Waves don't do a lot for me - they just feel a bit too cold and impersonal for my liking and are often hard to relate to. I think it's kind of a shame that he's known best for writing sci-fi style lyrics when actually his strongest work imo tends to be on the other end of the scale.

Not much into selfies... but here it is. :fury: http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/ozzy85/juststuff038_zps5aebff61.jpg

Hell I'll take that one too!!!! This Al smiles much more an boy does he look GOOD :bump:

Just when I thought they couldn't possibly be any dumber, they go and do something like this... and totally redeem themselves!

I am impressed with how well mannered the bison are when they use our highways. The keep to the right, stay in their lane, and make sure it's clear before they pass. :D

Thats the trick. I was lucky enough to find someone who REALLY gets me... not gets me for a while and then says "You're too f***ing crazy for me to deal with!" or "Why can't you be normal?!" He's seen my crazy and loves me still. Encourages me to be the woman I want to be and is so supportive all of the time. It doesn't matter our ages are so different we are exactly who we need in our lives (both ways) and our relationship is our business.

When I was in my teens, 20's and 30's I dug older dudes but the more I am hatin' this getting older bs I find myself looking at boys much younger than me thinking... young and dumb will do just fine and no ties, they can keep their drama. Booty call bay yeah! :haz:

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My husband and I with one of our cats in Colorado on his birthday, before chopped off all of my hair. (I miss long hair right now...) http://i1270.photobucket.com/albums/jj612/Manders36/2013-05-17Daves37thBirthday009.jpg

http://www.amazon.co...Code&nodeID This review is from: Kleenex Facial Tissue, White (Pack of 36) (Health and Beauty) I want to start this off by thanking Kleenex for selling these in 36-packs. I've put it on subscription, and if they want to start selling a 72-pack, sign me up. I have three reasons for needing this much Kleenex, and their names are Liam, Samuel and Hank. This is how it goes in this house. First the Kleenex disappears. Then the toilet paper. Then they go for fabrics. And you don't want it to get there, unless you're ready to invest in a five gallon drum of Fabreeze. This used to be a good Christian home. But it's not about moral judgment anymore. I'm way beyond that. I'm in survival mode. If I don't supply absorbent paper products, I'm going to find my dish towels hidden in the basement, stiff as aluminum. The other day, I almost cut my hand on a sock. I am sorry to speak so frankly, but with three teenage boys, a woman has got to be practical. The funny part is, they think they're being sneaky, with their 45 minute showers and sudden need for "privacy", as if I'm going to walk in on them journaling. They slink around the house like unfixed cats, while I try to announce my location at all times. No one needs to ask me to knock anymore. I knock on the walls. I practically wear a cow bell. I'm not looking to catch anyone by surprise, believe me. I'm just trying to get through this. The other day my husband was watching me unload the groceries, and he asks me, all sweetness and light, "Honey, what're you doing with all that Kleenex?" I about knocked him off his chair.

I've seen some good shows, but there's really only one that changed my life -- Rush at what will always be the Garden State Arts Center to me in Holmdel, NJ in 2007 on the first leg of the Snakes And Arrows tour. Leading up to that gig, I had been very sick and depressed for quite a long time and nothing was seeming to get better. I didn't go to that show as a fan. I went to that show just for something to do, and to tell a Rush-fan friend of mine that I'd seen them. I figured they'd play the two or three songs that I liked and the rest of the time I'd just people-watch. Instead, I caught the joy from the stage and remembered what it was like to feel good, and to be soothed and invigorated by music. I say that I rediscovered my will to live at that gig, and I'm not exaggerating I was a fan by the time I left, I'll tell you that much! The greatest thing is that I've been to quite a few Rush gigs since then, and they ALL feel like that :rush:

http://www.billboard.com/articles/news/6028786/alan-parsons-project-sicilian-defence-song-premiere The Sicilian Defense was the album Parsons and Woolfson made to get out of their contract with Arista records in the 80s. It's been some kind of Holy Grail for Project fans for years, and now it's finally being released. From Billboard: Parsons tells Billboard he has mixed feelings about it. "I'm happy that it's fulfilling a need to document, historically, the entire catalog of the Alan Parsons project, but it's not our finest hour by any stretch of the imagination," Parson says of the sparse, piano-dominated 10-song instrumental set. "It was an album made under pressure. It doesn't have the polish or finesse that all the albums that were released previously had. It's really not up to the standard of the real Project albums." But, adds Parsons -- who was "blissfully absent" from the negotiations with the label, letting Woolfson handle things -- "The Sicilian Defence" wasn't merely a musical middle finger to Arista, either. "We just wanted to get it done," he explains. "It was made in a hurry. it took three days, and that was a very small amount of time compared with the sometimes three or four months we might have spent making a proper album. 'The Sicilian Defense' is the title of a tactical move in the game of chess, but there was a real game of tactics going on in a very real sense with Eric and the label. Like I said, it's an interesting piece of history."

CANNOT. WAIT. :7up: Apparently, there was a private test screening of the film last month in LA - to a VERY lucky audience of fans of the original Dumb & Dumber...and it got FANTASTIC feedback. Sources say that the style of humor sticks to the roots of the original (moderately crude, but not an over-the-top Judd Apatow raunch-fest, lol), and we get to find out what Lloyd Christmas and Harry Dunne have been up to in the last 20 years. :) IMDB - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2096672/ Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/DumbTo

Letterman lost it decades ago. Smug and bitter. But, way back in the 1980's the man was brilliant. I forced myself to stay up and watch Late Night. Anyway, regardless of my personal opinion, the man is a television legend.

You posted this as I was writing mine. Great minds think alike I guess. It must be all those chemicals in the Chesapeake Bay that seeped into our Maryland water supply as we were growing up. :cheers: I agree with the rest of your post as well. ATWAS will never be replaced as my favorite recording all time by anyone in any genre ever, forever and always Amen.... The very best from the very best.... :)

Thanks. Hey, I guess they're right. Has-been actors, although slow and dangerous behind the wheel, can still serve a purpose.

This is it...water, water water. I almost always have a water bottle in my hand, never leave home with out one. I have to pee quite often but it's better than kidney stones. First time I had one I had to capture it and have it analyzed, they gave me a list of foods not to eat. I did pretty good except beer was on the plist so I gave up all the other stuff. I got another one down the road and asked this Dr what foods to avoid and she told me unless it's from calcium then don't worry about your diet and drink as much water as you can. Keep your kidneys always and flushed and the 'sediment" can't build up. My first one looked like the misery one, about 5cm long, 3cm across. It looked like a small piece of that tambark stuff people used to use at playgrounds and ground covering. http://www.sott.net/image/image/s6/131294/full/kidney_stone_agony_pain_misery.jpg I have neuro pain Dr I see regularly for degenerated disc issues. He asked about the pain in my neck and shoulders. I said it hurts but not as bad as kidney stones. He laughed and said yeah, there is hurt and pain but kidney stones are spiritual. Ok, no ladies get on me for this, it's just what I have been told. I've had a few friends who are moms and have also had kidney stones. They have all told me the pain is about the same but at least a baby is the pay off from pregnancy. 5 centimeters! :o Damn...and you passed that without it being blasted? That's got to be as painful as pooping out a watermelon! A guy walks into a bar with his pet monkey. He orders a drink, and while he's drinking, the monkey jumps all over the place, eating everything behind the bar. Then the monkey jumps on to the pool table and swallows a billiard ball. The bartender screams at the guy, "Your monkey just ate the cue ball off my pool table -- whole!" "Sorry," replied the guy. "He eats everything in sight, the little bastard. I'll pay for everything." The man finishes his drink, pays and leaves. Two weeks later, he's in the bar with his pet monkey, again. He orders a drink, and the monkey starts running around the bar. The monkey finds a maraschino cherry on the bar. He grabs it, sticks it up his ass, pulls it out and eats it. The bartender is disgusted. "Did you see what your monkey did now?" he asks. "Yeah," replies the guy. "He still eats everything in sight, but ever since he swallowed that cue ball, he measures stuff first."

And please try to hold the camera on the guitar/bass/drums during the solo, instead of changing camera angles every three seconds. It always seems funny to me that Geddy oversees the editing because you'd think he could figure out that whoever is playing the coolest shit should be on screen! Lol

And please try to hold the camera on the guitar/bass/drums during the solo, instead of changing camera angles every three seconds.

http://images.moviepostershop.com/stripes-movie-poster-1981-1020189629.jpg RIP Harold Ramis

I found this online... For people prone to stones, doctors usually prescribe potassium citrate. It can be taken as a pill or in liquid form. But lemon juice is full of natural citrate. When made into low-sugar or sugar-free lemonade, Nakada and colleagues found, lemon juice increases the amount of citrate in the urine to levels known to inhibit kidney stones. It doesn't work quite as well as potassium citrate. But for patients who'd rather avoid yet another medication, lemonade is an attractive alternative.

My dad and I modeling our new concert T-shirts after seeing Rush in 2012 at the Target Center. And I'm not THAT short. My dad is 6'5". http://i1270.photobucket.com/albums/jj612/Manders36/2012-10-01DadandmeinourRushshirts003.jpg

Here's my handsome Darwin checking out my hat. http://i1270.photobucket.com/albums/jj612/Manders36/2010-09-26Darwin006.jpg And this is my little stinker, Tiggy giving me a wink. http://i1270.photobucket.com/albums/jj612/Manders36/2011-12-25DarwinandTigger001.jpg

give me his phone number and I will call him. I owe my wife big time!!!! I doubt you'd want pay for to call a South Korean cell phone number! (He's in the Army and stationed there now.) Whatever it takes to help a fellow Rush fan

I'm right in the middle of putting paneling in the laundry room. Let me tell 'ya.....making 137 cutouts for drain pipe, water pipe, ductwork, outlets and such is about the most fun I've ever had.... :sarcastic: :sarcastic:

Me and the wifey. http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/ozzy85/juststuff046_zpsdf76a249.jpg

Congrats on having a baby! No wonder you both look so happy :D :ebert: :cheerleader: Thanks, mate!!! Only 2,5 months to go now.

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The only thing bad in this picture is the cigarette! (I wish he'd quit...he needs to stay healthy to keep playing music!) He has a lot of worrisome health habits, and good luck trying to convince him to give them up. :(

Me and the wife today, and Stella in her tummy. http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k210/RodrigoAltaf/Futurospapais_zpsef019325.jpg

OHHHHHHHHHH loves me some Buscemi!!!! Awesome gif dude!

Well, I'm awfully sorry, I'm -- I really can explain everything. Well, you see, the thing is, I thought your son was a lady. Suppose you agree that he can't actually have babies, not having a womb - which is nobody's fault, not even the Romans' - but that he can have the *right* to have babies. Wonderful what we can do nowadays. Ah! I see you have the machine that goes 'Ping'. This is my favourite. That's definitely the cooker I ordered - a blue and white CookEasy. I'll throw that in and a fiver, for the briefcase and the umbrella ... no, make it fair, the briefcase and the umbrella and the two pens in your breast pocket and the chair's yours and a fiver and a pair of ex-German U-boat commander's binoculars. Are you trying to insult me? Me? With a poor dying grandmother? If we burn her, she gets stuffed in the flames, crackle, crackle, crackle, which is a bit of a shock if she's not quite dead, but quick. And then we give you handful of ashes, which you can pretend are hers. Or, if we bury her she gets eaten up lots of weevils, and nasty maggots, which as I said before is a bit of a shock if she's not quite dead. It's 9 o'clock and time for 'Mortuary Hour'. An hour of talks, tunes and downright tomfoolery for all those who work in mortuaries, introduced as usual by Shirley Bassey. Just mind your language... :tsk: Semprini! :outtahere: Yes! Tonight we examine the career of Gino Agnelli. The man who started from nothing to build up one of the greatest firms in Europe. :bang bang: A man, well more than a man, a god, a great god, whose personality is so totally and utterly wonderful my feeble words of welcome sound wretchedly and pathetically inadequate. Someone whose boots I would gladly lick clean until holes wore through my tongue, a man who is so totally and utterly wonderful, that I would rather be sealed in a pit of my own filth, than dare tread on the same stage with him He's in our Durham studios...which is rather unfortunate as we're all down here in London. For the few who remained, life was increasingly difficult. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah. Mr Hitler...Hilter, he says historically Taunton is a part of Minehead already. I'm sick of all this bloody fighting. If it's not the bloody Treaty of Utrecht it's the bloody binomial theorem. This isn't the senior common room at All Souls, it's the bloody coal face. :tsk: Bloody heck. Oh, dear, er terribly sorry about this, about saying bloody heck on TRF. Now I've got to stand in the tea chest.

The "Stop Hedging Bets Over Who Dies First, You Sick Bastards" Tour?

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Congrats on having a baby! No wonder you both look so happy :D :ebert: :cheerleader:

I missed the part about citric acid. I guess my morning glass of OJ also helps :) To keep regular try this every morning: warm water with the juice of half a lemon. Drink that before anything else in the morning and you will have easier bowel movements + it's great for your immune system. It's made a HUGE difference for me. I picked up the tip about the juice of a lemon plus raw ginger. (in the raw food diet thread) I swear I feel so much better since I added that to my diet the last few weeks. I'll vouch for raw lemon juice as amazing for your health.

Yes! I love your inclusions of Turn the Page, Lock and Key, Kid Gloves, and Afterimage! Those tunes are all super underrated. Although, the lack of 2112 is a bit disturbing...

Well, I'm awfully sorry, I'm -- I really can explain everything. Well, you see, the thing is, I thought your son was a lady. Suppose you agree that he can't actually have babies, not having a womb - which is nobody's fault, not even the Romans' - but that he can have the *right* to have babies. Wonderful what we can do nowadays. Ah! I see you have the machine that goes 'Ping'. This is my favourite. That's definitely the cooker I ordered - a blue and white CookEasy. I'll throw that in and a fiver, for the briefcase and the umbrella ... no, make it fair, the briefcase and the umbrella and the two pens in your breast pocket and the chair's yours and a fiver and a pair of ex-German U-boat commander's binoculars. Are you trying to insult me? Me? With a poor dying grandmother? If we burn her, she gets stuffed in the flames, crackle, crackle, crackle, which is a bit of a shock if she's not quite dead, but quick. And then we give you handful of ashes, which you can pretend are hers. Or, if we bury her she gets eaten up lots of weevils, and nasty maggots, which as I said before is a bit of a shock if she's not quite dead. It's 9 o'clock and time for 'Mortuary Hour'. An hour of talks, tunes and downright tomfoolery for all those who work in mortuaries, introduced as usual by Shirley Bassey. Just mind your language... :tsk: Semprini! :outtahere: Yes! Tonight we examine the career of Gino Agnelli. The man who started from nothing to build up one of the greatest firms in Europe. :bang bang: A man, well more than a man, a god, a great god, whose personality is so totally and utterly wonderful my feeble words of welcome sound wretchedly and pathetically inadequate. Someone whose boots I would gladly lick clean until holes wore through my tongue, a man who is so totally and utterly wonderful, that I would rather be sealed in a pit of my own filth, than dare tread on the same stage with him He's in our Durham studios...which is rather unfortunate as we're all down here in London. For the few who remained, life was increasingly difficult. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah. Mr Hitler...Hilter, he says historically Taunton is a part of Minehead already. I'm sick of all this bloody fighting. If it's not the bloody Treaty of Utrecht it's the bloody binomial theorem. This isn't the senior common room at All Souls, it's the bloody coal face. :tsk: Bloody heck. Oh, dear, er terribly sorry about this, about saying bloody heck on TRF.

I guess I really don't care as long as he is smart, funny, secure and really "gets me."

Well, I'm awfully sorry, I'm -- I really can explain everything. Well, you see, the thing is, I thought your son was a lady. Suppose you agree that he can't actually have babies, not having a womb - which is nobody's fault, not even the Romans' - but that he can have the *right* to have babies. Wonderful what we can do nowadays. Ah! I see you have the machine that goes 'Ping'. This is my favourite. That's definitely the cooker I ordered - a blue and white CookEasy. I'll throw that in and a fiver, for the briefcase and the umbrella ... no, make it fair, the briefcase and the umbrella and the two pens in your breast pocket and the chair's yours and a fiver and a pair of ex-German U-boat commander's binoculars. Are you trying to insult me? Me? With a poor dying grandmother? If we burn her, she gets stuffed in the flames, crackle, crackle, crackle, which is a bit of a shock if she's not quite dead, but quick. And then we give you handful of ashes, which you can pretend are hers. Or, if we bury her she gets eaten up lots of weevils, and nasty maggots, which as I said before is a bit of a shock if she's not quite dead. It's 9 o'clock and time for 'Mortuary Hour'. An hour of talks, tunes and downright tomfoolery for all those who work in mortuaries, introduced as usual by Shirley Bassey. Just mind your language... :tsk: Semprini! :outtahere: Yes! Tonight we examine the career of Gino Agnelli. The man who started from nothing to build up one of the greatest firms in Europe. :bang bang: A man, well more than a man, a god, a great god, whose personality is so totally and utterly wonderful my feeble words of welcome sound wretchedly and pathetically inadequate. Someone whose boots I would gladly lick clean until holes wore through my tongue, a man who is so totally and utterly wonderful, that I would rather be sealed in a pit of my own filth, than dare tread on the same stage with him He's in our Durham studios...which is rather unfortunate as we're all down here in London. For the few who remained, life was increasingly difficult. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah.

Seroiusly where do you girls find these pictures...shirtless Ged OMG!

Oh bullshit. Do you think we've never seen the other posts where you degrade Geddy's physical looks? You are not playing with a full deck. He's Captain Buzzkill Gemini... seriously listen to me.... Trust me I know what I am talking about when I say don't f**k with a chick who digs Geddy Lee. I have been here, been f*cked with and I totally know and understand how possessive they are and how quick they are to stand up for him. Once a Ged fan its for keeps! Even in jest you may as well be trying to stab Geddy with a knife, these chicks will have their vengeance....... stop while you are ahead and get out while you can :madra: Gemini just stepped into a kennel full of pit bulls wearing nothing but pork chop underwear. I would never equate the Women of Rush to dogs! You've got some explaining to do, TM I saw what you did there.... Well, they can be bitches should you f**k with them Gemini...and I'm sure they took it the way you've portrayed it. Sorry try again!!! Hey, no dogs in a catfight! :tsk:

Bow-chicka-bow-bow I thought the same thing.....

Bow-chicka-bow-bow

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=72yH6HPhidM

http://i1189.photobucket.com/albums/z437/drbirdsong/image-2.jpg[/url] I've gotten a bit shaggy over the Winter and I don't think my hair has been this long in over a decade. Thought I might document it prior to being shorn.

Rush activity on TRF comes & goes, peaks & troughs. But, it will always be a big, cuddly, marshmallowy, squishy lump of interwebz loveliness to me. MWAH!!!

What do you want, Nate? 24/7 fanboi slobbering over the band? Have you considered the possibility that Rush fans are, in general, older and wiser? With age and experience comes wisdom and clarity......and the need to go gaga over the band like a hormone-driven teenager is no longer a priority. Have you considered the possibility that many or most fans here no longer need to debate and argue over which era is better, which album is better, etc.? It's been regurgitated a billion times. People change. They grow older and wiser, and they move on. You can either hop on the train or stay where you are. :) :) :)