Mark Alexander
You're a bad man. You're a very bad man!
Irreverent, independent, and often snarky partnered married gay boomer and doggie dad who is tired of moral pontification by hypocritical conservative assholes and hate filled religious bigots.
Based on some recent incidents, let me reiterate: If you are the owner of a photo that appears on this site and wish it removed, you don't need to get all legal and send threatening letters and takedown notices; just email me with the photo's URL or leave a comment on the offending post and I will gladly remove it.
In other words…
Retirement
(That's actual number of calendar days. It's a whole lot less if you remove weekends and holidays. And even less than that if you calculate the actual number of days I have to come into the office!)
Funny, I was thinking about that game the other day while I was walking Astrid by the nearby kindergarten, realizing there were no more of them to be seen for years. They must have been considered 'too dangerous' for kids to play with and dismantled in the name of safety. The same goes for turnstiles which my mates and I used to ride like crazy. Bollocks. The only injuries we got once in a while were light scratches which we covered with a – probably dirty – handkerchief. Yes we survived these things, and had a lot of fun with them.