There is a local watercolor artist who wants to meet me. Alot of her paintings are based off photography, so she may be interested in my work. I'm just so excited things are actually starting to come together. 
sweaty dreams. 
Sad_Girl said:
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Russty Cat said:Thanks guys! My friend who owns a store up in Oregon is setting it all up. So she is telling me on IM to get to work.
Nighty night Drea!
Sadly I don't have HBO.
Bono was so incredbly goofy on that VH1 thing. Edge just kept looking at him like your nuts man! I loved when Edge said something about him knocking off the cursing, cuz it was going to be on American tv.
"This is VH1 not the playboy channel"
sorry 
CeeCee said:
That's what I was trying to think of!!! Edge! Gotta love him! 
jobob said:
Am I the only person who thinks this photo makes Bono look like ET?
Bono phone my home
Otherwise, these new white bathrobe photos ...
are so smokin' hot ...
I will never look at that picture the same way again! He needs a glowing finger tip though!
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~BrightestStar~ said:
Ooo! Sg's writing a cap......all I have to do is replace adam with B.....
Mucca
~BrightestStar~ said:
I don't remember every seeing this special...........I have a sneaking suspicain that may be due to the fact that I don't think I get VH1
Darn it!
Ooo! Sg's writing a cap......all I have to do is replace adam with B.....
Mucca
And I think I had invovlement in all three!
I'm special!
Chips anyone?
How you doin?
jobob said:
Guess what I got today, Near Clone!
That will always be priceless!
jobob said:No clone for me. I'm an original of the species, apparently.
This is a good thing, right?
Yes, clones can be spooky! 
not you of course, Russ! Russty Cat said:Hi mucca!
Edge porn!!!!
!
I want Adam, NOW! Damn!
Russty Cat said:
Sad_Girl said:
How long has it been? Five years? Eight? Still, you doubt a day has passed in which you haven’t wondered where he was. How he was. Did he think of you? You scold yourself for wasting your time on such thoughts. There was no sense in asking questions to which you would never have an answer. You hurry across the lobby of your office building, lost in these wasteful, useless thoughts of him, and slip out the door onto the crowded sidewalk. As you walk past the window you don’t even look in, you’re so wrapped up in your thoughts. Something tugs at your consciousness and your feet slow to a halt, you turn to glance back at the man standing there as if waiting impatiently for someone.
Your heart turns somersaults and your breath catches in your throat. Is it? Can it possibly be? You blink but the image doesn’t change or evaporate, revealing the fact that your mind was only playing tricks on you. In fact, you’re all the more convinced the longer you stare. It is him. He looks better than ever, too. He always had a certain cool sophistication about him. And yet, once you got to know him he was also one of the wildest, most uninhibited people.
What is he doing here? Is he waiting for someone? You realize you’re standing in the middle of the sidewalk, staring at him, but you can’t seem to turn away. Your feet refuse to move. He pushes away from the glass and glances around, his eyes falling on you and stopping, his generous lower lip parting from from his upper lip slightly in surprise. His eyes meet yours and it’s as if no time at all has passed. He smiles and you bite your lip as the corners of your mouth turn up. He’s moving, now, away from you, and for a moment you’re afraid he’s gone.
Then he appears at the door, stepping outside into the evening air and walking briskly toward you, his long legs taking broad powerful strides. Before you can think of anything to say you are in his arms, pressed close to him, and his mouth is on yours. He kisses you greedily; as if he were starving for you. You wrap your arms around him, run your fingers over his hair, clutch desperately at his shoulders as if afraid he’ll let you go and you’ll fall or he’ll fade away.
Finally, when your lungs are beginning to ache for need of oxygen, you pull your mouth away and gasp desperately. He smiles at you; that toothy grin of his which you feel in the pit of your stomach. Hot tears are burning your eyes, one spilling over the eyelid and sliding down your cheek, and you feel so foolish for a moment. He reaches up with one of his pleasantly large hands and wipes the tear away with the pad of his thumb.
“I’ve missed you, too.” He tells you gently, his accent sweet in your ears. He kisses you again, more gently this time, his lips teasing, brushing, tasting, his teeth nibbling gently and his tongue soothing, tempting, seducing…
You’re trembling, your body alive and aching with the desire to be closer to him. You don’t want anything to be between you, nothing separating you anymore. His massive hands spread out across your back, clutching the material of your dress tightly and he speaks softly between kisses.
“Maybe we should find somewhere private. Unless you want all of Toronto involved in our reunion?” He teases, and you smile. You don’t care where you end up, just so long as you don’t have to let go of him, you say. He smiles and takes your hand in his.
“Never again.” He promises as he leads you toward the car he has waiting nearby…
...or something.
jobob said:
SG: Great cap. Love how you worked Toronto into it.
inspires me The TO bit was for Drea ~BrightestStar~ said:
Excellent as always SG
You're my hero
That was a great Bon..err...Adam cap.
I was looking for the pic of Bono pressed against the glass on the second or third story, his mouth open and sucking the glass like one of those fish... that would've made the cap a little different, eh?
Mucca said:
Russty!
How was guitar hunting yesterday?
He said he is concerned that if something goes wrong with it he wants it to be warrantied. So we found nice Fender Strat with an amp, a tuner, pics, cord, guitar strap, and a few lessons at a local shop for $289.
jobob said:To those of you who discusss your clones: I have no clone, at least not yet. I'm an original of the species, apparently. This is a good thing, right?
SG: Great cap. Love how you worked Toronto into it.
Beautiful Adam pic, too.
I must get Photobucket and learn how to post photos so I too can write and post the occasional cap someday.
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