Seriously contrasty:

Seriously explosive:

You are welcome:

A good friend of mine used to have dachshunds.  One he nicknamed Hamlet and the other Marilyn Monroe.  Hamlet constantly wondered who he was and Marilyn Monroe just wanted everyone to love her.

I asked him what dog we would need for Joan Crawford.  He said “pomeranian.”  I always think that when I see pomeranian.

Let’s compare.  Joan Crawford:

Pomeranian:

Check out the owner.  Look at those toes and the bling on the dog.

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When you are born one place and then grow up in an entirely other place, country-wise, your life is a struggle to figure out who you are.  Are you where you came from or are you what you became because of fate?

As human beings, we want to be a part of something.  I’ll be damned if people tell me that they don’t want to be part of a group.  We all want to be part of a group, even if we will fight tooth and nail to let people know that we don’t want to be part of a group.
Three years ago, I choose my group.  I became a US Citizen and it was one of the happiest days of my life.  I was a part of something.  I am a part of something now.

America’s birthday was yesterday and I was a part of it.  Just like I wanted:

He was out and about for the 4th of July:

This sure looks like an ideal world:

Not your usual flower photos:

Jeremy’s Spoken (not to say that this kid is going to shoot his classmates):

I was a teenager during the grunge age and this kid could easily be on the cover of one of those goofy Sonic Youth albums or perhaps a less serious Nirvana single, if those even exist.  Of course this kid was probably born the year Nirvana was popular.  Or later….  I’m old.