The years teach much which the days never knew.Â — Ralph Waldo Emerson
I’m sure you’re noticed that at the end of each post, I now link to the post written “a year ago today.”Â I do it more for myself than for you, because it amuses me to see where my mind was at this time last year.Â
A year ago, I was thinking about Changing Goals Throughout the Years.Â In honor of my growth and maturity throughout the year, I’ve updated the post for 2006.Â (link)
You should not be allowed into Toys R Us anymore… That was hysterical…
ok that made me crack up!
Love your blog btw 🙂
You obviously played with the Barbies along with my friend, Jade. The things she would have my Barbie and Ken doing…
I’m pretty sure that was Emerson’s goal also.
Actually I think I left a comment on your year-old post by mistake. Anyway, as I was saying – hard to match the satisfaction of a good corned-beef sandwich (one of the things I miss about NYC). Hilarious images.
Having never had a corned beef sandwich and being pretty confident that I never will have a corned beef sandwich, I wish you well in your search …
I’d like to see the Barbie doll threesome on a bed of corned beef … that would be HOT.
A lesser man would have had that barbie straddling the sandwich.
I like the retrospective. I feel like an old timer because I’ve read so much. What a pleasure!
A year ago you were playing with dolls?
I dig the Emerson quote.
Absolutely priceless, but I can’t believe that you are old enough to have a stronger desire for corned beef than for sex (there are many foods that are incredibly orgasmic, as we all know, though.)
I’ve got to do a similar entry on my blog. I am seriously considering using Mr. & Mrs. Potato Head for visuals. It will be my very own challenge.
I used to make my dolls do crazy shit too Neil. I grew out of it and hopefully so will you. 😉
One of my over-riding goals right now is to find an apartment within walking distance to the grocery store. That has more to do with wine than corned beef, but it’s a similar concern.
This is actually really profound, you know.
When I was younger, we used to put Ken and Barbie away naked in the carrying case on top of each other and I always half-expected to see new little Skippers running around when I opened it back up. I didn’t have the knowledge back then for a threesome, though.
I’ll never look at my daughter’s Barbies the same way again – LOL!
Damn, how come we didn’t know each other in 1998…that looks like some hot stuff. Too bad I was only 17.
LOVE the barbies. When I was little I tried to make my Barbies have sex but I didn’t have a Ken, so I had to improvise and have girl on girl sex with two Barbies. I’m glad you had a Ken for your photo.
From sex to marriage to corned beef. What will next year bring? Hair in the ears and hemmoroids?
are you serious?!?!?
your goal this year is a corned beef sandwich?!???!
we must meet.
amazing how with age we come to enjoy the simple things in life, eh?
i’d choose a good sandwich over a 3some anyday, now!!
it’s so heartening to see a man’s maturing before your eyes.
but i was happy that you had two barbies and not just one. you’re a real man.
ken’s an animal, here i thought he was gay, little did i know he could do two at once.
I really want to know if you own Barbies.
there are two chicks in that first photo!!! I dont recall a blog entry regarding that ever before from you
Oh, you do make me laugh! 🙂
I’ve wondered whether you added the year ago link manually or had some lovely bit of code to do it.
LOL, like your year ago, and the update.
You know there is a sex at 31 project underway so if you get the poetic itch again: http://robmclennan.blogspot.com/2006/07/sex-at-31-redux-kate-van-dusen.html