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Or: "How to avoid a shadow in non-flash photography."

Can you use secondary lighting so it doesnt create a shadow? Don't use overhead lighting. My bank app works well. I never really noticed a flash. Use a light background. How about just holding a normal flashlight? So many ways to avoid shadows.

(I am) not a Stones guy... But this by far is my favorite! On Tattoo You but written years earlier for Goats Head Soup, 10 years earlier... But they still had Mick Taylor. Just NO dancing please Mick! [SORRY FOR THE SIDEBAR] My lyrical repsonse to last post: There is no political solution To our troubled evolution Have no faith in constitution There is no bloody revolution We are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material world Our so-called leaders speak With words they try to jail you They subjugate the meek But it's the rhetoric of failure We are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material world Where does the answer lie? Living from day to day If it's something we can't buy There must be another way We are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material world

Eclectic taste. I mean, I don't mind The Stones songs, not my first choice though. To each their own, but I always thought the Stones, as a big stadium act were sell outs. Overrated. Sure, many sell out, the Stones have to be the worst @ it. Commercial success that they are. (I am) Just not into the whole big commercial acts... And prancing around on stage doesn't do it for me. I guess it's different for females. My wife and her sisters are reliving their youth and seeing them in Foxborough I believe. Chicks like that kinda thing. We went to Dead & Company last year @ Alpine Valley, WI. I just don't get the jumping around on stage bit. I guess people like that, makes them feel good to see senior citizens trying to relive their youth with youthful antics. For me, just play music. Again, to each their own.

It's time to go home now and I've got an aching head So I give her the car keys and she helps me to bed And then I tell her, as I turn out the light I say, "My darling, you were wonderful tonight Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight

I lived in a place called Okfuskee And I had a little girl in a holler tree I said, "little girl, it's plain to see Ain't nobody that can sing like me Ain't nobody that can sing like me" She said, "it's hard for me to see How one little boy got so ugly" Yes, my little girly, that might be But there ain't nobody that can sing like me Ain't nobody that can sing like me Way over yonder in the minor key Way over yonder in the minor key There ain't nobody that can sing like me We walked down by the Buckeye Creek To see the frog eat the goggle-eye bee To hear the west wind whistle to the east There ain't nobody that can sing like me Ain't nobody that can sing like me Oh, my little girly, will you let me see Way over yonder where the wind blows free? Nobody can see in our holler tree And there ain't nobody that can sing like me Ain't nobody that can sing like me Way over yonder in the minor key Way over yonder in the minor key There ain't nobody that can sing like me Her mama cut a switch from a cherry tree And laid it on the she and me It stung lots worse than a hive of bees But there ain't nobody that can sing like me Ain't nobody that can sing like me Now I've walked a long long ways Still look back to my Tanglewood days I've led lots of girls since then to stray Saying ain't nobody that can sing like me Ain't nobody that can sing like me Way over yonder in the minor key Way over yonder in the minor key Ain't nobody that can sing like me Way over yonder in the minor key Way over yonder in the minor key Ain't nobody that can sing like me Ain't nobody that can sing like me

Yep! Never a Stones fan. Not into the goofy prancing around on stage.

Like my father before me, I will work the land Like my brother above me, who took a rebel stand He was just eighteen, proud and brave, but a Yankee laid him in his grave I swear by the mud below my feet You can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat [Getting creative with cain theme]

He puts a plastic flamingo on the lawn to lure them in. The hits the with the hard "TH's." One two TREE! Most women melt and are helpess to the power of the old Cheektowaga one two tree!

Maybe @Gugny will like this? One of Upstate's gems... "Cradle and All" blast from the past.

Fourteenth street and the garbage swirls like a cyclone Three o'clock in the afternoon And I am going home F-train is full of high school students So much shouting, so much laughter Last night's underwear In my back pocket Sure sign of the morning after Take me home Take me home and leave me there Think I'm going to cry, I don't know why Think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby Feel free to listen Feel free to stare I live in new york, new york The city that never shuts up In the daylight everything is so gory You can hear snatches of stranger's sorry stories And I moved there from buffalo But that's nothing The trico plant moved to mexico Left my uncle standing out in the cold Said here's your last paycheck Have fun growing old Take me home Take me home and leave me there Think I'm going to cry, I don't know why Think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby Feel free to listen Feel free to stare

My father sits at night with no lights on His cigarette glows in the dark The living room is still I walk by, no remark I tiptoe past the master bedroom where My mother reads her magazines I hear her call sweet dreams But I forgot how to dream But you say it's time we moved in together And raised a family of our own, you and me Well, that's the way I've always heard it should be You want to marry me, we'll marry My friends from college they're all married now They have their houses and their lawns They have their silent noons Tearful nights, angry dawns Their children hate them for the things they're not They hate themselves for what they are And yet they drink, they laugh Close the wound, hide the scar But you say it's time we moved in together And raised a family of our own, you and me Well, that's the way I've always heard it should be You want to marry me, we'll marry You say we can keep our love alive Babe all I know is what I see The couples cling and claw And drown in love's debris You say we'll soar like two birds through the clouds But soon you'll cage me on your shelf I'll never learn to be just me first By myself Well okay, it's time we moved in together And raised a family of our own, you and me Well, that's the way I've always heard it should be You want to marry me, we'll marry We'll marry

Well I see you've got a husband now. Did he leave your pretty fingers lying In the wedding cake? You used to hold him right in your hand. I'll bet he took all he could take. Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking When I hear the silly things that you say. I think somebody better put out the big light, Cause I can't stand to see you this way.

Sure they could... But who wants to?Absolutely foolish looking. Always has been. Cringe worthy. Never been a Mick Jagger fan. Over-rated. People eat the absurd up.

When I was born They looked at me and said What a good boy What a smart boy What a strong boy And when you were born They looked at you and said What a good girl What a smart girl What a pretty girl

Where is he staying @ "The Y" or is that in the church hall? Anyway... I think I just threw up in my mouth. 5 more good years left. 80s hit people hard.

Kegs bit heavy! 1/4 keg? Unfortunately the old guy is dead (neighbor across the street where we lived)... I could of swore he said "beerball." Which... Would have been prior to 1973 @ Rockpile. You sure they didn't make them earlier?

No. I knew an old-timer that said... That they would bring a beerball into the Rockpile. Totally possible: NSFW: Don't be a... https://www.ebay.com/p/Stap-on-Brew-Ballz-Beer-Drinking-Game-Bachelorette-Bachelor-Party-Gag-Gift/2255357153?iid=152001696862&chn=ps&mkevt=1&mkrid=711-117182-37290-0&mkcid=2&itemid=152001696862&targetid=596843724198&device=m&adtype=pla&googleloc=9021638&poi=&campaignid=1689945013&adgroupid=69559042287&rlsatarget=pla-596843724198&abcId=1140466&merchantid=8307774&gclid=EAIaIQobChMI4YaGj7Cd4gIVhbfACh1oywp8EAQYAyABEgKcS_D_BwE

You said: "The road to ruin began the day we abandon the concept that individuals are responsible for their own situation; economic, criminal, social, etc." In the post I quoted, you didn't say responsible for themselves, you said own situation. There is a difference between themselves and their situation Yes. One has to live off the land. That's where individuals are truly responsible for their own situation. There is no "road to ruin" being interdependent on others.

Was that the day we stopped being an agrarian society and moved to a consumer society? Like it or not you can't pick and choose.

Because they have a God given right under the USC... So they will be selfish. Won't bend. See other POV's because it threatens that right.

This is going PPP. LoL... Hope you're ready! Thanks Fergy & Gug. ? You on your own down there... Don't be crying when you're slogging through a PPP rice patty of guns, God, and the Bible up to you're neck. LMAO...The Lock Operator does everything in his power to fight those cats off... I can't be babysitting you guys!

Yeah... And Hamilton duelling Burr knew what was best too... To engage in an idiotic shoot out. Is it fair enough to say the idiocy goes way back.