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…
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.
This blog is NSFW and intended for adults only.
It may contain unapologetically liberal diatribes and photos of naked men, either alone or together, doing things that may cause inexplicable erections among certain sanctimonious anti-gay Republican congressmen. In addition to my personal photography, images displayed here have been pulled from the internet.
I always love perusing these.
My father retired from the military in 1974. We were overseas, and he wanted that retirement to take place in the United States.
The family retired in Sacramento, CA., in the suburb of Rancho Cordova.
If you wanted to see suburban crawl, you have hit the motherload in Rancho Cordova. My parents lived on a street, Segovia Way, where up and down all the houses were the same EXCEPT the frontage of the homes was different to make them appear unique; they were not like the others, but the interiors were identical, and many were carbon copies inside and out.
Many of the homes/floor plans above can be found in Rancho Cordova, except for the split levels. All the memories are rushing back.
I have always stated that I love the floor plans of older homes, but I hate garages in front. I like them tucked away on the side, in the backyard, or accessed through an alley. I lived in Dallas, and they love their alley garages. I just don’t want to see them if I am standing in front of the home.