Happy Halloween!

Me as a vampire last year with the help of Booshka lifting the lid of my coffin.
She would warn me if there were little ones approaching so I wouldn't scare them too bad!
Have a spooooooooookey day and night!


"X" Marks The Spot...

A story about ~LOVES & HATES~ that never ends!
Just as the sunsets of a million years passed,
each evening we would spend painting the truths of our innocent crushes.
Splashing them upon the big sleepy sky.
I loved creating the magic that happens with splendid color palates.
And you had your funny little fetish for big fuzzy brushes!
This brought us together, on common ground, it was our beginning, so sweetly easing in.
All the wondrous evenings we spent at the top of that hill helped us to understand what adoration feels like, when the feeling is brand new.
We both knew that we had a special bond.
One that would seal our souls together, forever.
Like being hooked on a single line, a fish and a phish.
We needed each other for and couldn't reason as why.
We just felt it's power and knew it would last.
Like bubble gum thats stuck to the bottom of your favorite shoe.
For ever and ever
'till the end of all ends
and the seasons cease to pass.
The flavor would last and last.
We just knew!
Oh, how many times
have we watched the clock on the wall and literally saw the time
sneak to stand still?
Picking up pecans and skinnin' the fish from the creek
Shooting crows and chasing cows then purposely playing in the mud so we could roll down the hills?
All covered in grass, cramming hay in our britches as we walked the same path that led us to our homes. We knew what we'd be gettin',
Yep, a real good lickin'!
Sometimes our butts would be numb for days from the parental ills.
Like two peas in a pod and Bonnie and Clyde we were two free spirits,
too stubborn to hide.
But that was the fun part.
Don't you agree?
It's no wonder nor is it a surprise we've grown up to be
the people we are, inside.
Yeah, just like pirates floating and robbing freely across the seas.
I love playing with you!
It's so much fun.
Taking turns, sharing our toys and putting away our guns.
(Well, the big ones anyway!)
Standing nose to nose, barefeet in the wet grass, wiggling our toes.
I remember the moment we first tried to dance.
After we sat speechless for hours staring up at that sky
as soft swirls of color
cast over us, surrounding us
and gracefully twirling by.
Touching our hair.
It was our roof.
All ours.
Feeling the warmth of your hand as you placed it cautiously over mine.
It felt as sweet as the sun up in the wondrous sky.
It's warmth, like our touch, would forever lead to endless kisses.
And eventually, a bunch of near misses.
You always picked for me, such beautiful and dainty little flowers.
In your heart you would arrange them by color and scale
with such confidence and the cutest boy- like grace.
Oh, and how I blushed and I blushed
when you wiped the paint from my silly red face.
That was the day I first felt my heart race.
Silently I begged of you to never let it end.
I said it in my head hoping you would keep your pace.
In return for your tenderness, I gave you my heart.
(I was so charmed and smitten and tickled by you)
I served you my heart on a beautiful
sterling silver plate,
laced lovingly with elegant gold leaf.
I should have watched what you ate
so you wouldn't have turned into such a flake.
Oh, and the flowers you so lovingly picked for me,
the day I turned nine,
they must have been poisoned or wild or pulled out of some sickly
donkey's behind.
'Cause the next thing I remember
was you gnawing, sucking and licking my heart.
I couldn't move a muscle while you smacked and you munched.
My eyes were a flicker
in total shock and disgust.
Damn you!
How dare you?
I trusted you!
You left me defiled, broken, confused, angry and mean.
I lost more than my sense of smell on that day,
especially for flowers and some rotten kind of bean.
The ways in which you slowly devoured me,
still control me to this day.
You like it like that and I think the power of your love had made you mean.
~Next frame - a derailed portrait of a lifetime of love~
I woke up in a room that was padded and locked.
I watched as the men who had no balls
turned arrogantly to you droped the key to my prision
aimlessly at your feet.
They gave you permission to forever control the pace that my soul would rot.
I lost what was left of my mind as I stayed in that place.
I paced and I spit
while plotting your murder
in that tiny little space.
Next frame.
Sit down by me, honey.
I've got plenty to say.
Don't be afraid.
"You just thought you knew crazy"
My dear, I'll love you forever, but in my own special way.
I continue to ponder the sunsets we've witnessed,
and have counted the ones we've missed.
These moments that hang between our love and our madness,
keep me hungry for more of your confusing sadness.
As you mumble and grumble and continue to nibble at me,
I'll eagerly share with you, what you left of me.
My organs I need to nourish my life,
I've doused them in vinegar, arsenic and spice.
My haunting laughter tastes so good in my mind.
Not to worry, baby.
You know we'll be fine!
We'll linger together, the crazy back and forth way
that we continuously do,
we pinkie-promised on this one
and we will continue this mad love affair forever,
Or at least 'til one of us turns horrifically blue.
Our souls speak to each other, in wordless tongues.
Licking our brains till our heads go numb.
The gift of familiar feeds us with loving care and concern
then throws fuel on our fires as they rigorously burn.
If ever I'm separated, even briefly from you,
I'm gonna' search this world over
'till I find my you
You'll never escape me and the love you created.
It has become my game now
and I'm on quite a roll.
I'll allow you to play poker
in my smokey lil' room
where I keep rhinestone chokers
and have closets upon closets filled with old stacked boxes.
I've stored all my dreams here and my hearts empty pleas in this dark seething room full of long forgotten choices that still pounce like fleas.
Somewhere in the move, I've misplaced my desires.
I probably got drunk and tossed them in fires.
I LOVE FIRE, you know!
I choose now,
because it's my turn
to stand over you with flowers that are covered with blood, semen and urine.
I'll hold on to my heart that now drips from a healthy green stem.
As we wait for the sun to shine on us as she takes her last bow,
she'll sink slowly before us,
posing, remembering how.
We'll paint her together
as evening begins it's shadow over us
painting and painting till our old worn out grudges
look like fresh new tattoos.
I think you'll like our new canvas.
It's sweet to the touch.
Oh dear, my heart just felt a faint flutter!
"Here, would you please hold this feather while I put on my sweater?
'Cause, it's cold here in hell
in this place that we've built.
Where we now reside
where I live for you
just because I care about you,
and continue
forgiving of you,
again and again."
Come on baby,
Let's just go pick some flowers like we used to do.
I'll keep my heart safe and hide it quietly from you.
We'll go through this life,
together, forever.
loving and hugging,
teething and scratching
neither searching, nor wanting
to find it's end winding.



You Should Call Your Boobs

Starsky & Hutch

Flash Fiction Friday - #6

It's raining outside
and I can't sleep.

Stomach churns.
I feel like ants are crawling on me!

Jump up.
Lay down.
Since when did silence get so loud?

Uh, oh!
Way to go!
I didn't take my meds
before my pillow met my head!

A pill,


Flash Fiction Friday
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If you want to join in the fun and games and give it a try...
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Kiss The Cabbie....

A cabbie picks up a nun.
She gets into the cab, and the cab driver won't stop staring at her.
She asks him why he is staring.

He replies:
"I have a question to ask you, but I don't want to offend you".

She answers, "My son, you cannot offend me.
When you're as old as I am
and have been a nun as long as I have,
you get a chance to see and hear just about everything.
I'm sure that there's nothing you could say
or ask that I would find offensive."

"Well, I've always had a fantasy to have a nun kiss me."

She responds, "Well, let's see what we can do about that.

But first, you have to be single and you must be Catholic."

The cab driver is very excited and says,
"Yes, I'm single and Catholic!"

"OK" the nun says.
Pull into the next alley, maybe we will see what we can do.
"The nun fulfills his fantasy with a kiss that would make a hooker blush.

But when they get back on the road, the cab driver starts crying.
"My dear child," said the nun, why are you crying?"

"Forgive me, but I've sinned.
I lied. I must confess,
I'm married and I'm Jewish."

The nun says,
"That's OK,
my name is Kevin
I'm going to a Halloween party!"

{Thank you WIXY}


This May Be A Good Idea.........

It just might relieve some tension that has been building for
what I consider to be



I had chicken for lunch today.
It was
finger lickin'
May your evening
taste as wonderful
as my day!

Federal Announcement....

The federal government today announced that it is changing its emblem from an
because it more accurately reflects the government's political stance.
A condom allows for inflation, halts production, destroys the next generation, protects a bunch of pricks, and gives you a sense of security while you're actually being screwed!

Makes sense to me!


"Girl" Night Out....Sheeeeze!

"CeCe" - you will understand this one!

he he he he he

My Babies....


You both make me so
each and every day!
Love You Both!



I Love.....

cinnamon in my coffee
my children
freshly cut grass
orange soda on my chicken
love bugs
My brother
the smell of leather
the taste of rain
my parents
grass between my toes
diesel fuel
home grown tomatos
Tostitos and chocolate syrup
wierd guys
high heals
shooting racoons
chasing cows
gun powder
wine in a box
nice people
ice cream



Don't say a word.



Odd For Friday....bon qui qui

For some reason,

this video,

Friday Flash 55

and the

award ceremony






I like it like that!


Friday Flash 55....#5

This little pretty went to market.
This little pretty stayed home.
This little pretty had dark blood.
This little pretty had none.
And this little pretty went
..."sob, sob, sob"...
all the way home.

In loving memory to those we have lost.
Until we too,
get home.

Rest in Peace.
Sweet peace.
See ya' soon!


Flash Fiction Friday
Every Friday, I compose a short story of 55 words

- no more, no less.
If you want to join in the fun and games and give it a try
...post your story and report to the boss

Two Awards I'd Like To Share....

I am humbled.

I am honored.

Thank you


for these priceless awards!



(synonym to Super)

Amazing Blog Award

is a blog award

given to sites


~ inspire you

~ make you smile and laugh

~ or maybe gives amazing information

~ a great read

~ has an amazing design

~ and any other reasons you can think of that makes them uber amazing!

The rules of this award are:

* Put the logo on your blog or post.

* Nominate at least 5 blogs (can be more) that for you are Uber Amazing!

* Let them know that they have received these

Uber Amazing award

by commenting on their blog.

* Share the love and link to this post and to the person you received your awards from.

I nominate the following bloggers:

3. Coexist - Diane Ferri

4. Journeys With Jood - Diva Jood


6. Utah Savage - The Mrs.

These are just a few of the uber amazing bloggers

that I know!


Thank You,

for these awards!


Wanda Meets Dracula......

Notice, Wanda is wearing PINK.

he he he he


Out On A Rope....

Eleven people were hanging on a rope, under a helicopter.
1 woman.
The rope was not strong enough to carry them all,
so they decided that one had to leave,
because otherwise they were all going to fall.
They weren't able to choose that person,
until the woman gave a very touching speech.
She said that she would voluntarily let go of the rope,
as a
she was used to giving up everything
for her husband and kids
or for
in general,
and was used to always making sacrifices
with little in return.
As soon as she finished her speech,
all 10 men started


I have now turned my attention to cats for some reason.
Possibly due to the fact that I have one.
(Pardon the Pun!)


Simon's Cat......

Let Me In!

This is hysterical!

Friday 55.....#4

(the gate)

Open the gate.
Close the gate.
Ride in the middle
And you'll be safe....
it's late.
Open the gate.
Secure the gate.
If it's a good day,
we won't be late.
You know it's your turn
so please
just open your gates.
I'll be there this time.
Just open your eyes
Give us more time.
(For Dawn)

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Click on "PLAY"

Some times
it is good
to just

Thank you,

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Thank you


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I've been on the short bus for a couple of days now.


Thanks bunches to you each who took the time

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to my sister,



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This is my favorite place to rest my head.
Good night to
and have sugar sweet dreams.



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Thank you, so much!

I've lost so many girlfriends to this disease....

I am 42.

This song is a dedication to them.




(Image courtesy of NASA)

I have been using the Internet for many years now and have been a blogger for oh, lets just say three and a half years.

Below you will find an email that I received a couple of days ago that left me staring at my monitor, jaw dropped, head tilted to the right, my eyes and forehead squinted in that

I am posting this because I hope you get a giggle out of it just as I

I have NOT clicked on any of these links, as I am sure that if I do, it will lead me to some huge virus depot, forcing me to attempt hurling my keyboard into space!
So, enter them at your own risk if you choose to do so.

I am not interested in a future situation where upon late at night I look out my window to see HUGE BEAMING lights descending into a landing position in my backyard.

I can just hear them now, whispering loudly over the roar of their mother ship,
"Oh, Liquid..................Oh, Liquid..............Come out from under your bed! We know you are blogging! Upon our approach we were reading you!..............Oh, Liquid....................come out and play with us!"

I have NO desire to communicate with, nor entertain little people with flat faces, no noses and slits for there mouths!
I don't care to send forward
with my thumbprint on it.


They are NOT invited to my house!!
Just NO, and thank you,
Mr. Arthur Stubbs.
And I mean that with the sincerest respect
I am capable of conjuring up regarding this matter.


From: Arthur Stubbs takeme@intospace.org
Sent: Thursday, October 2, 2008 12:27:01 PM
Subject: Dear Liquid, information concerning Project IntoSpace.org

Dear Liquid,
my name is Arthur Stubbs and I would like to draw Your attention to the Project "IntoSpace.org".
I have found Your contact email address on blogspot.com and my impression is that You are a respectable blogger.

That is why I have decided to make a cooperation proposal.

The Project is an unprecedented space advertising campaign that aims at compiling and sending a catalog of photos and logotypes into outer space.
Please, visit Project blog or on blogspot and consider special offer for bloggers.

Official site of the Project is intospace.org
Fell free to share this information with Your friends.

Appreciate Your time and best regards,
Arthur Stubbs
About the photo above:
This illustration compares the size of the newfound Neptune-size planets to the sizes of Earth and Jupiter. The new planets are only about 20 times the mass of Earth — much smaller than the majority of Jupiter-size extrasolar planets detected so far. Astronomers don't know if the new planets are rocky or gaseous, but a rocky planet (pink) would have a smaller diameter than a gaseous one (blue) of the same mass. (Image courtesy NASA)
The new planets, though approaching the Earth in size, are still far from Earth-like. Both whip around their stars in a few days and are so close as to be roasting on the side facing the star. Because each planet is so close to its star, its rotation is no doubt locked into its orbital period, so that it always presents the same face to the star, Marcy said.


Friday Flash 55....#4

" .....She opens her eyes to welcome the dawn,
for what,
she knows not,
Crawling desperatly out of the bed
she runs her hands through her silky pink hair.
Looks down to see it gripped in her hand.
Eases to the mirror and drops her gown.
Sees a breast
and hopes for a
better day."


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Hers and His....

How To Shower Like a Woman:
Take off clothing and place it in sectioned laundry hamper according to lights and darks.
Walk to bathroom wearing long dressing gown.
If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas.
Look at your womanly physique in the mirror
- make mental note to do more sit-ups/leg-lifts, etc.
Get in the shower.
Use face cloth, arm cloth, leg cloth, long loofah, wide loofah and pumice stone.
Wash your hair once with cucumber and sage shampoo with 43 added Vitamins.
Wash your hair again to make sure it's clean.
Condition your hair with grapefruit mint conditioner enhanced.
Wash your face with crushed apricot facial scrub for 10 minutes until red.
Wash entire rest of body with ginger nut and Java cake body wash.
Rinse conditioner off hair.
Shave armpits and legs.
Turn off shower.
Squeegee off all wet surfaces in shower.
Spray mold spots with Tilex.
Get out of shower.
Dry with towel the size of a small country.
Wrap hair in super absorbent towel.
Return to bedroom wearing long dressing gown and towel on head.
If you see husband along the way,
cover up any exposed areas.

How To Shower Like a Man:
Take off clothes while sitting on the edge of the bed and leave them in a pile.
Walk naked to the bathroom.
If you see wife along the way, shake wiener at her making the
Look at your manly physique in the mirror.
Admire the size of your wiener and scratch your butt.
Get in the shower.
Wash your face.
Wash your armpits.
Blow your nose in your hands and let the water rinse them off.
Fart and laugh at how loud it sounds in the shower.
Spend majority of time washing privates and surrounding area.
Wash your butt, leaving those coarse butt hairs stuck on the soap.
Wash your hair.
Make a Shampoo Mohawk.
Rinse off and get out of shower.
Partially dry off.
Fail to notice water on floor because curtain was hanging out of tub
the whole time.
Admire wiener size in mirror again.
Leave shower curtain open,
wet mat on floor,
light and fan on.
Return to bedroom with towel around waist.
If you pass wife, pull off towel,
shake wiener at her and make the
sound again.
Throw wet towel on bed.
Am I exaggerating here?"
Come on
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