Can't sleep. Woke up around 2 am and have been awake ever since. So I finally gave in and got up.
Thank you for enlightening me about karma, DR's - and thanks for giving me karma, Swishy.
Lovely pic, DR Tomovoz.
DR Jrand 53 - Must tell you that when I was a teenager, my best friend Carol and I went to some mall in Toronto where Gordon Scott was making a Personal Appearance. We did it as a silly lark, having nothing better to do that paticular Saturday afternoon. We got there late, however, and he was already leaving. We spotted him in the parking lot in a black convertible. He was wearing a body-hugging black polo shirt, muscles rippling, and tight black pants. A symphony in black. As the convertible pulled away, something took over my body and I found myself running after the car through the parking lot, shouting out his name. Now you have to understand that I wasn't that kind of kid. No way! Part of me was watching this display, stunned and mortified that an artiste (that's what I considered myself) would do something so childish and crass. The weird(er) part of this story is that I can't remember whether he stopped or not. All I recall is this moment of utter freedom as I ran after Tarzan.