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 go into the office!)
Years ago, hubs and I went to the Grand Canyon. Luckily, not due to any advanced planning, we arrived very early in the morning. I'd seen photos, of course, but nothing prepared me for the spectacle I saw as we walked up from the road and approached the rim. That was an experience. I am so glad we were the only ones there. Later in the morning the din of tourists talking, laughing, shouting, and moving about had us back on the road, getting away from the crowds.