Bacon, Books, and Bourbon

Hmmm. Late 40s guy who loves bacon, books, and bourbon. I also love inappropriate humor, fitness, cooking, plus lots of other stuff. Lurkerd for a long time and thought I'd give it a try. If you want to know more, by all means ask. I don't bite, just lick a little.

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…old habits?

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Marilyn Monroe.

This picture was taken during the premiere of the movie "The Rose Tattoo" in 1955.

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Land of the Pharaohs (1955)

Joan Collins

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An aerial view of the Pearl Harbor National Memorial in Hawaii

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“Looks like somebody we know.”

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Are You A Love Junkie?

“I was suffering the easily foreseeable consequences. Addiction is the hallmark of every infatuation-based love story. It all begins when the object of your adoration bestows upon you a heady, hallucinogenic dose of something you never dared to admit you wanted-an emotional speedball, perhaps, of thunderous love and roiling excitement. Soon you start craving that intense attention, with a hungry obsession of any junkie. When the drug is withheld, you promptly turn sick, crazy, and depleted (not to mention resentful of the dealer who encouraged this addiction in the first place but now refuses to pony up the good stuff anymore-- despite the fact that you know he has it hidden somewhere, goddamn it, because he used to give it to you for free). The next stage finds you skinny and shaking in a corner, certain only that you would sell your soul or rob your neighbors just to have 'that thing' even one more time. Meanwhile, the object of your adoration has now become repulsed by you. He looks at you like you're someone he's never met before, much less someone he once loved with high passion. The irony is, you can hardly blame him. I mean, check yourself out. You're a pathetic mess, unrecognizable even to your own eyes. So that's it. You have now reached infatuation's final destination-- the complete and merciless devaluation of self." ― Elizabeth Gilbert

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American musician, singer and actor Burl Ives in a promo photo for 'Rudolph, The Red-nosed Reindeer', 1964.

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Premiered 61 years ago today, December 6, 1964.

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Ann Margret

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The Old Stone House

Forest Hill Park

Richmond, Virginia (USA)

Photo from April 3, 2019.

One of the oldest buildings in the city. Construction was completed in 1843 and made use of granite quarried on the property. At that time, the stone house was part of a landed country estate named “Boscobel.” The covered doorway was a 20th century addition.