What? 
Good girl.
So…um…about that, the skunking, and the arab goggles…
It is great to put faces with the names. I’m not sure if I’ve ever posted links to pics here before, what the hell. Hopefully these work.
Jell-o shots on Halloween
Booze!
Drinking with pals in San Francisco
On the Napa Wine Train with my honey.
Bridesmaid - 11/05
A very tired looking me with my oldest son before his prom last year.
My youngest son - semi-cleaned up!
And both the boys all decked out for my sister’s wedding.
Well, if you need a personal demonstration, just let me know… 
And while I’m posting again, I might as well toss out a few of the links I posted on previous photo threads:
Pictures of me with the dogs. And I swear I’m not choking the dog in the second pic.
You said I look like your father. Now, unless there’s something in your psyche that none of us would care to hear about, I do not consider that a flirt. So, no flirts from me Sirrah!
Unless loin embracing happens to turn you on, then, How YOU doin’?
Monstre FTW. This is the best picture I’ve seen in this thread. I loooove the looks being exchanged. Hah. Just made my whole day.
If you see THIS MAN do not approach him. I’m the guy that isn’t Dick Valentine.
Also, here is my Bebo page, click the album titled “The Gun Show” for, well, the gun show. Watch out for the guns… they’ll getcha.
Here’s some of me, including one on the throne:
But, my father ca. 1972- not the Orson Welles clone ca. 1981 version of my father (no issues either way, but… one day little Shiloh Pitt will say “You remind me of my dad” and it will be taken as a great compliment by the guy but freak her out just the same).
Meanwhile somebody be good enough to have the eunuchs prepare my bath (magnolias and vanilla candles this time I should think- and the marble tub rather than the silver one, I may dunk my hair and I don’t want to taste metal- and a cellist rather than a flautist I’m in a more mellow mood). Then have them fire the village granaries, gather and shoot ten more villagers and have Monstre and or Grelby annointed in hot aromatic oils, arraigned in silks and sent to my private chambers for some ostrich florentine, pomegranate wine and Sudoku. I’ll be over here consulting the I-Ching and catching up on the last few days worth of Garfield and Boondocks.
My my my… you don´t happen to have the phone number of the Wicked Witch of the East at hand, do you? 
mmmm… narcissism
What the?.. Damnit! So that’s why they were shooting dirty looks at the last Skinhead meeting.
DiosaBelissima, is there a picture of you in the tub minus the bubbles? Just wondering and all.
AFG, can I come home with you?
rinni, you have lovely eyes. Are your eyes as blue in person as they are in the picture?
Glory, you look stunning. Uh, no, I’m not drooling. It’s uh, hypersalivation, or something…
Ahhh, I’m not really good at flirting.
Ok, here’s me, for the first time, taken this spring, on my 25’ antenna tower repairing antennas:
Vlad/Igor
Oh, what the heck, let’s see what’s in my Photobucket account.
Holy crap. Are you Stephen King?
Made my entire day swampy!
How do you make the tie stay like that when you’re sideways?