Well dearest Claudia:
Do you know where I live? If not, I live in the Nashville, Tennessee, USA area (not entirely my idea, but there's a story behind that!) and do you know what is just down the road a bit from us? Jack Daniel's distillery where all the Jack magic happens

. Now I don't drink anymore, but I used to drink a few Jack and Cokes

; therefore the connection so.........if Marko ever wanted to take a trip there to see what they do to make Jack, he is welcome to take a tour with me

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Funny thing is in this weirdo state there are what are called "dry counties." A dry county is where NO ONE can sell or serve alcohol in retail or restaurants, but of course you can drink at home and usually there is a country just up the road a ways where you can buy some and take it home so what's the point? I don't know, but that's how it is here and guess what is ironic? JACK DANIELS WISKEY IS MADE IN A DRY COUNTY!

I mean really! You can't tasted it there! Too funny! It's an interesting tour though..........wait, what was the question? (Hehehe)
Yes! My exquisite posts!

OMG! More like silly fluff posts, but it's fun to be like that sometimes; well or all the time if you're me which luckily you are not!
I do agree on his hair color

The shadow is really all over the place here in the US celebrity circuit........why just last night Mr Hugh Jackman was sporting one and looking pretty good (I don't find him particular attractive, but the shadow helped) on The Oscars......yes, I don't like those shows, but I wanted to see how many times my favorites would lose out to The Kings Speech.
Converse..........well I have been wearing them since I was a child since they started out as a common tennis shoe here and now I collect them; I even design my own, those are the ones I buy, so I am partial

. But every now and again, it's nice to change to something else

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Yes! The new Alchemy shirt would be awesome for concerts right? Great thinking there my friend! I do like the regular jeans, but I do love the black too.....so hard to choose!
The hands thing: I don't know about other girls, but I like men's hands because they are more muscular and large and I like holding hands with them

and Marko has such hands.......that is all

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@razor
You know I kept thinking of this song when you asked if we are ok:
Once upon a time you dressed so fine,
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you ?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall,"
You thought they were all a’kiddin' you.
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out.
Now you don't talk so loud,
Now you don't seem so proud,
About having to be scrounging your next meal.
How does it feel ?
How does it feel ?
To be without a home ?
Like a complete unknown ?
Like a rolling stone ?
Aw, you've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely,
But you know you only used to get “juiced” in it.
Nobody’s ever taught you how to live out on the street,
And now you're gonna have to get used to it.
You say you never compromise
With a mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say, “Do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel ?
How does it feel ?
To be on your own ?
With no direction home ?
A complete unknown ?
Like a rolling stone ?
Aw, you never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns
When they all did tricks for you.
You never understood that it ain't no good,
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you.
You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat.
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal ?
How does it feel ?
How does it feel ?
To have ya’ on your own ?
With no direction home ?
Like a complete unknown ?
Like a rolling stone ?
Aw, princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they’ve got it made.
Exchanging all precious gifts,
But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe.
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used.
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse.
When you ain’t got nothing, you’ve got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you’ve got no secrets to conceal.
How does it feel ?
Aw, how does it feel ?
To be on your own ?
With no direction home ?
Like a complete unknown ?
Like a rolling stone ?
Although that doesn't answer your question at all..........or does it?
I'll tell you a riddle. You're waiting for a train, a train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you don't know for sure. But it doesn't matter. How can it not matter to you where that train will take you? - Mal ~ Inception