Here in Vienna, dogging is going jogging with your dog. There's even a poster in my vets window encouraging a dogging event. Makes me laugh every time I see it...
Kirsteen Dalziel, Vienna, Austria
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A snippet from BBC article on blogging as opposed to dogging
A prayer for peace and love
May peace and love reign in your hearts and minds tonight and all compassion find a home.
Phil xx
Nice poem found on the internet
I Would Live in Your Love
I would live in your love as the sea-grasses live in the sea,
Borne up by each wave as it passes, drawn down by each wave that recedes;
I would empty my soul of the dreams that have gathered in me,
I would beat with your heart as it beats, I would follow your soul
as it leads.
Sarah Teasdale
Hooters experience
Bad little Sara has just dragged £10 kicking and screaming from my wallet this lunch for the seductions of a Hooters burger and a coffee and a plethora of cute bottoms in tiny orange shorts. Bad Sara. ![]()
Oh yes, oh yes!
'Play dead' by Bjork has just come on the radio! It is one of those totally pissed, dancing naked around the front room moments to her stunningly electric Icelandic musical moments. Not that I am any of those things presently but I recognise the potential in the moments and smile at the memory of when I have been so unattired and frivolous.
a quarter to midnight and all is bright
A quarter to midnight and all is bright;
In the night, the night, the elvin-midnight
and ye ghouls and ye fools;
ye faeries pon ye stools;
and ye howls of ye hounds in the dark.
A quarter to midnight and all is bright;
ye blood red dripping mouth and ye two hot lips
that kiss the life away in the shadows
and suck the soul to the depths of hell.
A quarter to midnight and all is bright;
and it's probably time for my bed now actually.
Erm, sleep well boys and girls.
Phil xxxx

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