I am seemingly a collection of differences; a mountain man living on the plains, a small town boy living in the city, and a simple soul working in a high-tech environment. I love being outside, but work inside, quick to cry at a Kodak commercial, but with a military background. But most of all, I am the father of a wonderful boy with Cerebral Palsy.
Photo Challenge, Day 8. The final day.
Barbara over at the always awesome Bad Tempered Zombie has challenged us to post a photo a day that hints at having a story to tell.
This is the last pairing of dogs we have had over the years. And is our current set of pooches.
Thanks for looking in, and thanks for the challenge Barbara!
Handicapped Assessable. What does it mean to you? We have seen some pretty poor modifications in our time of pushing Skyler around, but absolutely nothing that compares to this series of pictures from overseas. I will never complain again! (well, yes I will, but only when I really need to...)
OK, OK, calm down everyone. I know you have all been dieing to see some horrible ink for awhile now. Well guess what? Thanks to Sky-Dad perusing the underworlds of the internet tubes, and exposing it's soft, visceral underbelly, you don't have to subject yourself to that sort of thing. Wait no more, the parade of decorative skin is about to commence! Let's start off with Mr. Cool Ice, shall we? What's not to like, combining his bad-ass self with his obvious sense of humor with the reverse shades on the head. Making some sort of statement about "This is the last thing you will ever see?" It's not enough to have some exotic tats up on your face, let poke holes in it and take the time to expand them out to huge proportions. As much of a hot mess that this guy is, what's up with the relatively normal glasses? I guess it would be weird to have wire rims, huh? Oh look! This one has the official "Sulu seal of approval"! Last b