Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Smiling And Laughter…Open Up Wide, Say Aah, And Take These Medicines Now! Part 3.

AFTER TAKING IN THE SPECTACULAR VIEW OF THE BIG, COLD CANADIAN BANFF LAKE...


EMBRACED BY TALL, AMPLY-SNOW-COVERED, WILDLIFE-SATURATED, SOLID GRANITE MOUNTAINS ON THREE SIDES, THE HSR, TAKES A REALLY DEEP BREATH OF WHAT MUST BE THE PUREST AIR ON THE PLANET, JUST LIKE HIS THERAPIST SHOWED HIM,


THEN HOLDS IT IN FOR AT LEAST A MINUTE, THEN EXHALES REALLY SLOWLY, IN A CLASSIC MEDITATIVE FASHION, THEN LOOKS AROUND ON THE GROUND AND FINDS A  SMOOTH, FLAT, COOKIE-SHAPED ROCK, INSPECTS IT CLOSELY WITH SCRATCHING AND RUBBING FINGERS, THEN TAKES A BIG PREPITCH WINDUP, THAT HAS HIM TURNING COMPLETELY AROUND THREE TIMES (SINCE NO ONE IS WATCHING, EXCEPT FOR THAT FAMILY OF POINTNG AND LAUGHING BEARS...


BEHIND THE TALL PINES), THEN HSR SPINS AROUND ONE MORE TIME THE OPPOSITE WAY, SORT OF LIKE WHAT AUSTIN POWERS WOULD DO, THEN SLINGS THE ROCK OUT WITH THE GREATEST AND FASTEST OF EASE, MAKING IT ZOOM PARALLEL TO THE LAKE’S SURFACE WHICH, ACCORDING TO THE LAWS OF PHYSICS, ALLOWS THE ROCK TO MAKE A GREATER NUMBER OF SKIPS ON THE WATER,


MAYBE FOUR, FIVE, AND IF SUPREMELY LUCKY, SIX OF THEM, because this was just one of the things that the HSR did when he was a kid, and, by the way, your “I know we went to that ski resort that cost a lot of money and all, but I only wanted to stay in the ski lodge and sit and watch the large exciting fire in the fireplace” smile,


is being called to the principal’s office for the major infraction of taking an extra meatball in the lunch line!

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“With all of the writings done on iPads, computers, and phones and such, will cursive writing become a lost art?”









Experiencing, exploring and enjoying our lives with optimism, inspiration, gratitude, love,  laughter, and sincere smiling infuses and strengthens us with many short-term and long-term physiological benefits, including helping us to:


-burn about 50 calories from a 10-15 minute bout of continuous, rollicking giggling

-learn that active, prolonged, animated, lung-clearing laughter mimics healthy aerobic exercise



-bump up the level of infection-fighting antibodies like salivary immunoglobulin A (IgA)

-use therapeutic humor to improve mindset

-enrich your supply of natural killer T cells and B white blood cells



-lighten up and not take life too seriously

-attract other people toward us

-handle loss, resentments, disagreements, and sadness better

-improve cerebrovascular and cardiovascular flow and resilience


-develop effective coping mechanisms using rationalization

-develop senses of humor

-reinforce priceless, pleasant memories





May you have many…what do those high fashion super models think about when sashaying down the runway to have that far away look on their faces?...when someone wants to run their fingers through your hair—just be thankful that you have hair!...you are what you think, how you feel, and you are what you accomplish!…smiles!

Saturday, May 16, 2015

The Phenomenon Of The Human Smile Is Worthy Of Its Own Universe!

THE HEAVY AND SOGGY-DIAPERED, LONG-SLING-DROOLING-EVERYWHERE, MULTIPLE DRAW-OPENING, GENERAL HAVOC-WREAKING, DOG-TAIL-PULLING, SNOT-NOSE SNIFFIN’, JUST BARELY WALKING, BABY HSR REACHES FOR SOMETHING THAT HE’S NOT SUPPOSED TO TOUCH, AND HIS MOMMA SHOUTS “NO!,” MAKING THE YOUNG HSR OPEN IT’S BIG MOUTH WIDE AND CRY LOUDLY, SHOWING HIS TWO TEETH AT THE BOTTOM IN THE FRONT…WAIT…WHAT’S THAT…THOSE AREN’T TEETH… THOSE ARE HIS FIRST TWO BLOG POSTS!…THE START OF A VIRTUAL DENTITION! ...AWW…ISN’T THAT CUTE…and, of course, your “but sir, why are you holding your computer as if it were a baby? And I reply, “It is…The infant HSR…Who shall grow up to inform citizens of their inalienable rights to Beautiful Smiles!”” smile, sat down on a bench in the garden and thought, “What would the people behind the mirrors see, if they were to look into other mirrors?”
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“Life is an adventure not to be feared, but an adventure to be revved up and relished!”





Man, since the birth of Man, has always fallen for the look and the bite of a beautiful woman. And vice versa.

An anatomically optimized, golden proportioned, and orthodontically aligned and synergized smile “made to beautifully fit together” with the rest of the face and body, magnetically (on a psychological level) attracts the attention and vision of people drawn to such.

For hundreds and hundreds of years, the great writers, painters, sculptors, observers, philosophers, and aesthetic experts have mused about how the smile is intimately associated with the most wonderful and euphoric of internal emotions and how it relates to the outward showing of kindness, joy, love, and happiness.

Know that some people don’t want to smile when they are happy, because they don’t want to seem weak, or don’t want an observer to otherwise know the nonsmiler’s true feelings.

You’ve heard of the term, “poker face?”

A person could be so happy to receive a royal flush in a card game, that they are doing cartwheels and jumping up and down in the mind, while on the outside, what people can see, they remain as cool as a cucumber, and no one will pick up on it.

Conversely, a player could have the world’s worse combination of cards, but facio-strategically wants to fake, or bluff the other players into a spot with a no emotion reaction.

Yes, there are different types of smiles, but what makes a happy person burst out a true grin?

Well, a French Neurologist by the name of Guillaume Benjamin Amand Duchenne de Boulogne-sur-Mer, a serious studier of facial expressions and other facial phenomena in the mid 1800s, concluded that when the zygomaticus muscles, which raise up the corners of the mouth, are simultaneously accompanied by the contracting lateral orbicularis oculi muscles, which form the squinting or Crow’s Feet on the sides of the eyes, then the smiler can be said to show a genuine, heartfelt, or “Duchenne” smile!

A barely-there, Pan Am, botox, or Mona Lisa smile is a minimal-contraction gesture, just slightly using the zygomaticus muscles to almost hint at an upturn of the mouth’s corners. Who knows what can be going on in the mind of a smiler that expresses at this minimal level of facial commitment!

The biggest and happiest smile known to science, which includes the Duchenne contraction requirements, and adds the closed eyes, and a couple of other muscle groups, to the full smile is termed the “Winge” smile, or the InfiniSmile, and was first elucidated in 2014 by Pacific Coast Dentist Ralph Winge, D.D.S.

So, as with many times, where we can only obtain cues and signals from face value, the real motivations behind a smile are, and have always been, and always will be, within the mind of the smiler.
 
You might remember the story about the face that launched a thousand ships, and caused big wars and battles, where many soldiers of fortune went on to meet their Maker…well, the woman that the story talks about didn’t have a bucked or otherwise jacked-up smile, you can bet!

She, without a doubt, had a face that could dependably hypnotize and mesmerize even the strongest and most powerful of men!

The allure, the mystery and the beauty of the smile complex…comes in many shades, sizes, and thanks to lipstick, many colors.

But what would a nicely structured smile look like without the compliment and support of nicely structured surrounding lips…it wouldn’t look right or maybe even horrible!

Thanks, Mother Nature for the yin and yang mouth—the hard teeth and soft lips! They’re inseparable!

In my practice, no matter how many smiles I have seen as a dentist, the next new day brings forth more new smiles, and some of them are “shock wowers” because they totally fit in with the face and produce that “ephemeral jolt” when first beheld, that requisitely accompanies a perfect “MegaSmile!”

Natural ones like that are very few and far between! So, I pinch myself when I see one!


Let’s talk more on this!...




May you have many…wow, powerful, antibiotic-producing bacteria found in the ground are being isolated, grown, and studied, while still kept in the soil medium in the ground, inside of small steel-caged “compartments”—because we haven’t learned how to grow these bacteria in the lab yet—so in this case, regular old dirt beats out the age-old Petri Dish as an initial growth medium...how would you describe the feelings felt when you get some money?...I saw a time-lapse video of the unique cloud action in our Earth’s atmosphere along our tallest and coldest mountains , seeing wind, moisture, and high altitude intersect, resulting in that local cloud atmosphere “acting  liquidy” in character…smiles!

Saturday, May 9, 2015

I Love My New Smile and My New Bikini! Now Guys Are Following Me All Over The Beach! Part 3.

THE LAST TIME THIS BLOG SERIES ABOUT THE GIRL WITH HER NEW BIKINI AND HER NEW SMILE CAME UP, THE HSR AND HIS TWO SHIPMATES WENT SAILING INTO A SORT OF DEEP WATER COVE WHERE A THEY DISCOVERED A SUNKEN SHIP,


HEAVILY LADEN WITH MANY SOLID GOLD STATUES, EACH AS TALL AS SHAQUILLE O’NEAL, AND HUNDREDS OF REAL SEA PEARLS AS BIG AS RHONDA ROUSEY’S INTIMIDATING PUGILISTIC FISTS, AND CHESTS AND CHESTS OF HUGE SOLID GOLD COINS, PURE ENOUGH TO POWERFULLY GLITTER EVEN IN THE DARK, AND THAT WAS JUST ON THE FIRST OF THREE FLOORS, ALL GUARDED BY AN EVIL-LOOKING OCTOPUS, AND THE HSR DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO APPROACH ALL OF THIS, SO HE AND HIS BUDDIES WENT TOPSIDE IN A HURRY, AND FORTUNATELY FOUND OUT ON THEIR MARINE RADIO THAT A POWERFUL STORM WITH A SURGE ESTIMATED ABOUT 30 FEET WAS COMING STRAIGHT THEIR WAY, AND THEY DECIDED TO HIGHTAIL IT BACK TO THE MAIN ISLAND FOR PROTECTION, BUT HE STILL HASN’T TOLD HIS SHIPMATES ABOUT ALL OF THE PRICELESS LOOT THAT THEY LEFT BEHIND ON THE SHIP, BUT THE HSR DID MANAGE TO BRING BACK ONE OF THE LARGE GOLD COINS, AND HE’S GOING TO TAKE IT TO AN APPRAISER TO GET MORE INFO ON THE FIND, SO AFTER THE STORM PASSES, HE GOES TO THE MAINLAND TO A MARINE ARTIFACTS EXPERT, AND THE APPRAISER ALMOST HAS A HEART ATTACK AS SOON AS HE SEES AND FEELS THE LARGE GOLD COIN, AND SOME PEOPLE CAME IN TO SAVE THE LIFE OF APPRAISER, AND WHEN HE GETS HIS WITS ABOUT HIM AGAIN, HE DEMANDS TO KNOW WHERE THE REST IS AT, AND THE HSR ASKS TO KNOW THE HISTORY OF THE LOOT, AND THE APPRAISER LET’S ON THAT IT WAS FROM THE SECRET BOUNTY OF THE FOURTH SHIP,  HOLDING THE HEAVIEST AND THE MOST IMPORTANT ITEMS THAT THE NINA, PINTA, AND SANTA MARIA COULD NOT CARRY, BECAUSE EVERYONE KNEW ABOUT THE THREE SHIPS, WHICH IMMEDIATELY MADE THEM PIRATE TARGETS, SO THE SECRET SHIP, THE SIN NOMBRE (THE NO NAME), WAS SELECTED TO HAUL ALL OF THE BEST BACK TO EUROPE, AND THAT HE NEEDS TO KNOW THE EXACT WHEREABOUTS OF THE SHIP SO THAT THE ROYAL FAMILY CAN COME TO POSSESS WHAT THEY… ERR, RIGHTFULLY CLAIMED FROM THE NEW WORLD, AND IT WOULD BE USED TO ...ERR, PAY OFF THE NATIONAL DEBT, AND WHILE THE APPRAISER WAS SAYING ALL OF THIS, THE HSR BARELY NOTICED A SINISTER-LOOKING, EYE-PATCH-WEARING MAN PEEKING OUT FROM BEHIND THE TALL CURTAINS ON THE SIDE, AND AFTER THE APPRAISER STOPPED TALKING, THE HSR ASKED HOW MUCH WAS THE HAUL WORTH ON TODAY’S MARKET, AND THE APPRAISER TOLD THE HSR AT LEAST 3 BILLION DOLLARS, AND HANDED THE HSR 3 MILLION DOLLARS IN A SUITCASE RIGHT THERE, IN EXCHANGE FOR THE SINGLE GOLD COIN, AND THE PROMISE TO SHOW THEM WHERE HE FOUND THE COIN, "THAT IS YOUR CUT," HE SAYS, BUT THE HSR KNOWS THAT STARTING NOW HE WILL BE CLOSELY FOLLOWED, EVEN TO THE INSIDE OF THE STALL OF ANY REST ROOM HE VISITS, SO HE LETS THE GUY KEEP THE COIN AND THE MONEY (IS HE CRAZY?) AND SAYS THAT HE WILL THINK ABOUT THE DEAL AND RETURN IN THREE DAYS TO REVEAL TO HIM THE SECRET LOCATION WHERE HE FOUND THE COIN, and your “I’m glued to this latest set of circumstances that you have gotten yourself into, HSR!,” smile, is ready to go to the store and buy a metal detector and go treasure hunting!
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“In your next dream, see if you can discover your power to levitate off of the ground and glide along instead of walking!"





Quick background: I’m on this beach for the first time with my new “sunlight” dental veneers and a tiny two piece bikini, and so far I’ve been photographed, oogled, Googled, and approached by a suave and deeply wise gentleman, but now I see a hand reaching out from the sand right in front of me, and the person to whom it is attached under the sand seems to be still alive!...So I have to move with urgency!


I just had a deeply philosophical discussion with an unusual gentleman who goes by the name Nacio.

He told me that I must continue doing things that mean a lot…

…well, this hand in the sand probably belongs to a man that needs my immediate help…a lot!...

…so I start digging into the sand around the arm to get to the rest of the body, and now I’m at the shoulders, and now the head, and I rub off the sand from his face, and he starts to suck in deep breaths like he’s really super oxygen-deprived…

…so I don’t need to give mouth-to-mouth…

… “Hey there! You alright? You know you almost didn’t make it!,” I tell him.

He slowly sits up, dusting the sand off of himself all the while.

“I saw you walking down the beach, and, I didn’t know how to make you care about me, so I had my friends bury me in the sand, so when you came by, you would save my life! I was breathing through this straw,” confesses the guy who was buried, but who now shows renewed amorous vitality. “And, by the way, my name is Sandy! And thanks for saving my life! I’m indebted to you forever! Your wish is my command!”

Standing up, Sandy is a tall, athletic, and handsome young man, with green eyes and long golden hair! And you guessed it…and a beautiful set to smile with!

Trying to collect my thoughts quickly, I say, “I don’t know what to say! Well…I guess… you’re welcome. I’m glad that I can sort of save your life. You and your friends should be more careful, somebody could get hurt!”

“My dear, the only way I could get hurt, is by not having a chance to see you again, is it Aleese?,” he inquires.

“How did you know my name,” I ask.

“News travels fast around here, and good news travels even faster, but bad news…the fastest! But, just look, you’re the most perfect and desirable woman on the beach. You expect that no one would notice?” Sandy justifies. “Let’s walk down the beach just for a minute…I just want to get your honest opinion on something.”

So I stroll with him down the beach a little, and he walks with his feet stepping into the wave of waters trying its hardest to get up on the beach.

An older lady passes us and goes into the water and says, “You two make a gorgeous couple! Are you married?”

My heart starts racing a little, but I take some zenful breaths to get back to normal.

Sandy does have beautiful looks, and I could stare at his loveable smile a long time, however, I know nothing about him, other than he will go to great lengths to get a point across. And, with his pronounced Cupid’s Bow lips, and straight, shiny teeth, I’m sure he has no shortage of girlfriends!

I look up and see a sea gull glide continuously in one stationary spot, surfing on the incoming wind.

“Well, Sandy, on what pressing issue do you want my opinion,” I offer.

“My dear Aleese, I started a company called Circadian Biorhythmics, which is now being acquired by Europa Pharma, the multinational pharmaceutical giant for 3 billion dollars…but there are two hitches...”

“…one hitch is, I need to know if I should take all cash, or all stock, or a combination of both.”

I stop walking immediately in my tracks, and look at Sandy dead in the eye and reveal, “I’m into Bioenergetics. I have a PhD. in it. And I read about your ordeal in WSJ…”

…I continue, “You know Europa Pharma’s worth is going to only go up…talk this over with your lawyer, but take 20 million to live on for a year, pay taxes on it”…

… “and then the years after that, cash out the preferred stocks in whatever amount that you need at a better capital gains rate, got that?,” I counsel.

Sandy speaks back, “I was thinking along those lines, but it’s good to hear it from another person. So you have a doctorate, too…My, you are definitely more than a woman with an HD smile that makes me daydream!”

"And the other hitch is...," Sandy stops talking when he sees something unsettling coming up on the beach and quickly tells me, “Aleese, you must help me, these guys headed this way are no joke!”

Sandy gives me a big bear hug and secretly whispers in my ear, “ You must go to the Sunset Sea Cliffs Grande Hotel, Penthouse Suite, key code number 6886, and take the brief case under the bed and keep it safe. I’ll find you later. Now I really ask you to help save my life!  Go now!”

Sandy then quickly sprints down the beach away from me and is chased down and grabbed by three burly men in black suits and sunglasses. They roughly walk him back, holding his arms, to somewhere…

Do those guys want ransom, or is it about the 3 billion dollar deal? I read that his company's main discoveries use a rare plant molecule that is modified by his secret processes that in the end can cure...wait a minute!...

...out of the corner of my eye, without turning my head, I see another guy dressed like the three others,



looking at me with binoculars from a distance.

I turn back to the direction of my car, and slowly saunter along like nothing happened.

I tell myself that coming for a walk on the beach is starting to get a little too complicated. Now, just getting some fresh air has its risks!

I hope Sandy doesn't reveal his secret process!...

...looking out to the seas, at the horizon line, I ask myself what Mr. Nana said, “What must be?”

All of a sudden and answer comes to me, and now I must…



TO BE CONTINUED…




May you have many…why is the coconut milk fresh out of the coconut always cold?...water covers most of the Earth, and also, lots more of it is under the continents, so why does water cost so much?--I'ma catch me some rain water!...really green plants look good to me, so do our eyes have an evolutionary affinity for the verdant shade?…smiles!

Saturday, May 2, 2015

Thanks For My Bangin’ New Smile, Dentist, Man!…Now Girls Are Calling Me Left and Right! Part 2.

Anticipating a good scary show on tonight’s TV Fright Night, your “I’m really going to try to be brave this time and not scream so much and hide under the pillows!” smile, picks up where she left off, AND THAT IS THE LAST TIME WHEN THIS POST ABOUT THE GUY WITH THE NEW ATTRACTIVE SMILE WAS ELICIDATED, AND ALSO WHERE THE HSR WAS IN THE DARK AND DANK BOWELS OF AN OLD CREEPY CASTLE, AND NOW HSR DETERMINES HIMSELF TO ESCAPE THIS MEDEIVAL PLACE AND SEE THE BEAUTIFUL LIGHT OF DAY, BUT TO START HIS ESCAPE OUT OF THIS FORGOTTEN AND FORSAKEN PLACE, HE MUST FIRST OPEN THIS LOCKED HEAVY DOOR, AND SINCE THERE'S ALMOST NO LIGHT IN THE LARGE ROOM, THE HSR MUST FEEL HIS WAY AROUND ON THE WALLS AND FLOOR FOR ANYTHING THAT MIGHT BE THE KEY, SO HE USES BOTH OF HIS HANDS FOR A WHILE, AND HE COMES ACROSS SOMETHING THAT GRABS AROUND ONE OF HIS FINGERS, AND THE HSR SCREAMS A LITTLE AND SHAKES WHATEVER IT IS OFF AND FAR AWAY, BUT HE KEEPS FEELING ALONG THE LENGTH OF THE WALL, AND AS HE STEPS FARTHER ALONG, HIS FOOT SLIGHTLY KICKS SOMETHING ON THE FLOOR THAT SOUNDS LIKE IT IS METALLIC, SO NOW, HE BENDS OVER TO PICK UP WHATEVER IT WAS THAT HE KICKED, AND LOW-AND-BEHOLD…IT IS A BIG SKELETON KEY, BUT IT IS BENT, HOWEVER, AND THE HSR DOESN’T TRY TO BEND IT BACK STRAIGHT, BECAUSE HE REMEMBERS THAT THERE ARE ALMOST NO RIGHT ANGLES IN THIS CASTLE, SO HE WALKS BACK TO THE DOOR, AND PLACES THE KEY INTO THE LOCK HOLE, AND HE TURNS THE KEY ONE WAY, WHICH THEN LIGHTS UP THE SCARY MIRROR THAT HELD HIS ATTENTION AS A PRISONER LAST EPISODE, WITH GOBLINS AND GHOSTS STREAMING IN AND OUT OF IT, SO THE HSR TURNS THE DOOR KEY THE OTHER WAY AND A BIG LOUD BOLTING MECHANISM UNLOCKS WITH AN ECHO, WHICH IS THE HSR’S SIGNAL TO SCRAM OUT OF THERE, SO HE PULLS THE DOOR OPEN USING ALL OF HIS SUMMONABLE STRENGTH, THEN LOOKS BACK AT THE MIRROR, WHICH BY NOW, HAS MANY CREEPY HOLOGRAPHIC-LOOKING APPARITIONS QUICKLY HEADED HIS WAY, SO HE PULLS THE BIG DOOR SAFELY SHUT BEFORE THOSE GOBLINS CAN GET TO HIM, WHICH LEADS HIM TO  EXCLAIM, “WHEW!,” BUT HIS RELIEF IS SHORT LIVED, BECAUSE AS SOON AS HE TURNS AROUND TO GET FARTHER OUT OF THE CASTLE, HE SEES THIS LAUGHING THING HANGING FROM THE CEILING, WHICH REACHES OUT…please, excuse me, uhh, someone just rang the door bell, and I have to walk down a long dark hallway to answer it!...I’ll be right back!
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“There must be some residue left behind by the invisible sub-elementary particles responsible for the passing of time itself, or, is time the ultimate "clean and green” phenomenon, which produces no waste, and which can or cannot be recycled!”



Like I said last time, now that my smile has had a major overhaul, they look as straight as piano keys!...

…And people can look…but don’t touch and play with!

And more lovely women are coming up to me and sweetly engaging my attention!

Anyways…I’m all freshened up and I’m leaving my apartment, to go to work now…

…and not to my surprise, Mrs. Gooden, my next door neighbor, is sweeping in front of her door.

She looks up at me as I pass by and smiles and says, “Good Morning, there, Charles! My you look so handsome! Ever since you got those braces off…the days just seems to be brighter!”

In reply, I say, “Blessed day to you, too, Mrs. Gooden! You are too kind! I’m glad I have a sweet neighbor like you! Well, I’m going to move on so I can catch this train!”

While continuing my walk down the hallway, Mrs. Gooden, lets out, “So, you have a nice day now! And, oh, yes, Charles, I have two nieces coming in to visit me next week.  I’d like for you to at least meet them, is that okay?”

I slow my stride and turn my head back to her and offer, “Okay…I’ll do it just for you!”

As I open the front door, I ask what their names are.

“Stephanie and Stacy,” she beams, “I’m sure that they’d just love to meet a fine young man like you!”

“Stop making me blush, Mrs. Gooden! I’ll see ya,” I say as I close the front door of the apartment complex.

Walking down the stairs and turning right to head to the train stop, I notice that the weather looks just fine, with the sun peeking out from behind some partly cloudy skies. “Yes, looks like another beautiful day,” I say to myself.

Giving a dollar and a tip, I take a newspaper from the newsstand as I pass by.

“Thank you, Charles! You have a blessed day, you sharp young man” says Stan the newspaperman.

In return, I laugh, “Hey, Stan, you know you have the best hand in New York!”

I walk and finally reach the train stop, and open the paper and check out the front page.

…All of a sudden I hear a car screeching to a stop, then another one!

Looking around to see what’s up…and I see an old lady in the middle of the cross walk of the street. She apparently dropped her shopping bag, and some of the food was rolling in the street.

“Some of these morning rush hour people have no patience!” I tell myself as I sprint over to help. I wave back some oncoming cars and reach for the food on the ground, pick them up, place them back into the bag, and help the lady safely, but slowly, walk the rest of the way across the street. Some of the waiting cars still honk, can you believe that!

“They’re giving New York a bad name,” I tell the lady.

“Thank you so much, young man, for your help,” she says.

“No problem,” I confirm. I have noticed the lady in the neighborhood before.

I see her walk on her way, then look back across the street at the train stop.

The train that I was waiting for stops and picks up some people, then leaves.

I tell my self that I’ll catch the next one, but that my water-cooler talk in the morning with the guys will be shorter now.

So after crossing back over to the other side of the street, I open up the paper again and two seconds later…

…this white new Bentley with the top down, pulls up to the curb right in front of me…



...and an extremely fine woman behind the wheel winks, throws me a kiss, and says… "..."






TO BE CONTINUED…





May you have many…a lot of times, the process of simplification is not simple… the clouds actually translate into the words, sentences, and paragraphs of the atmosphere…tonight, I am going to take a slow stroll in the cool air, and love each and every minute of it!…smiles!