Monthly Archives: August 2015

The day that Europe kicked my ass… part 3… (or); The 1,500 year-long contest to see who could build the fanciest church…

Posted on August 4, 2015 by pouringmyartout

After our epic adventure on the Eiffel Tower, we strolled over to see this place… You might recognize it… it is a church that is famous both for its architectural beauty and its equal-opportunity, nondiscriminatory bell-ringer hiring practices. The countries of … Continue reading →

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The day that Europe kicked my ass… part 2… (or); I know I’m not the boss of you, but I am going to tell you what to do the next time you find yourself up on the Eiffel Tower anyway…

Posted on August 3, 2015 by pouringmyartout

Okay, sorry about that, I know the camera looks a little obscene… but look at that look on my face… that is the look of sheer terror… and excitement… because I am standing on a clear piece of glass hundreds … Continue reading →

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The day that Europe kicked my ass… part 1…

Posted on August 3, 2015 by pouringmyartout

It was our last day in Paris, and we sort of fell into that mindset where we became determined that we were going to see everything that there was to see… or die trying… Yes, I know that I look … Continue reading →

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Stalking the Eiffel Tower…

Posted on August 3, 2015 by pouringmyartout

After our long day at Versailles, we took my mom out to dinner, and then strolled over to the Eiffel Tower. We were thinking that we might go up and enjoy the view from on high… There I am… well, … Continue reading →

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It’s not a poem… it’s a song… I just haven’t recorded it, turned it into a cute video, and stuck it on my blog with my other songs yet…

Posted on August 2, 2015 by pouringmyartout

Outward Bound ——————————– Well, they’re starting final countdown, and the seatbelt light is lit Goodbye mother earth, I’m gonna miss you just a little bit Well the stewardess is pretty and she brings me one more beer As I was … Continue reading →

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