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Tonight’s neural network recipe: Port Roasting Walmon Cap #8

Another fine recipe brought to you by a neural network trained to generate recipes based on a database of about 30,000 examples.

Port Roasting Walmon Cap #8

main dish, meats, pork

1 lb meat, washed and drained
1/3 cup breadcrumbs, pressaded
¼ cup red lime juice
¼ teaspoon ground black pepper
2 tablespoon orange reed chicken
2 tablespoon liquid ground cream, shasking
1 single pepper
4 oz bouquet garni
1  asserbs at least of –
1  simmering
2 cup scraping onion soup mix
1  orsion 
21 pound cabbage
3  red onions thinly sliced
8  lettuce leaves
1  cued green chilies
1/3 cup fresh herbs topping bear, white
¼ cup shredded leftover fraik and
1 cup milk
2  tails of tomatoes
8 oz fresh chopped rice seeded; grated
1  garlic clove,-minced

Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Fat seasoned pork chops into a 9" baking dish. Simmer gently until ready to serve, or they can need Mix in the additional pepper, stir into the smoked pieces. Cut a half the thin sauce onto a blender until light and fluffy. fold the pear through back into 3 cups boiling water and Cook stirring frequently. Remove the bones, lemon juice, ¼ tsp. of chives seasonings, hot cayenne pepper and 2 ½ cups of the meat. Check decorated should be cut into thin strips.

7. Add remaining ingredients and saute in hot water; place down the skillet in a bowl; cook for 2 to 3 minutes and cook until mixture reduces keep and crisp and thickened mixture, use any spring. Add top chicken until sauce like streinting. Reduce heat and cook about 25 minutes or until fatty thick. Add along with garlic mixture and continue boiling the chicken; chill. 

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Yield: 6 servings


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This is Jinx. She’s 8 months old, about 50 pounds, and 21 ½ inches at her shoulders. She seems to be about grown in to her body. Her ears were uncharacteristically tiny for any of her breeds when I brought her home at 8 weeks; even the vet was amazed. She loves swimming in lakes with her friends, running loose in the woods, and playing head games with me when I’ve ignored her too much. She gets along surprisingly well with everyone, and is even gentle with kids. She always wants to snuggle when she wakes up and when she’s going to bed. She looked like a combo of her parents, until her ears started sticking up.

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Source: Dahlia Fahmy

A MOAB was just dropped in Afghanistan. Used for the first time, it is a 21-thousand pound bomb. It is not just a target weapon but is also administered for psychological warfare. It’s a concussive blast that obliterates and for miles causes bleeding ears.

Radius damage:
* Up to 1,000 yards: Obliterates everything.
* Up to 1 mile: Knocks people, tents, light buildings, cars and jeeps over within 1-mile radius.
* Up to 1.7 miles: shock wave kills people, causes severe damage to buildings, equipment, blows trucks, tanks off road.
* Up to 2 miles: causes deafness.
* Up to 5 miles: shakes ground, breaks windows.
* Up to 30 miles: 10,000 foot high mushroom cloud visible.


So… Prompto’s journey in Brotherhood hit me real hard.

I grew up very skinny but the minute I hit 21 the pounds began piling on as my metabolism slowed. Now at 26 I’m… kinda big. 170lbs big. My diet varies anyway (depression kills it stone dead) but I’m so, so scared of running/physical exercise because I’m an ungainly klutz. I’m scared people will laugh at me. My stamina is like, zero. I can swim - I swum 1km in an hour last summer, which for me was amazing - but I hate changing in the locker room and I would go by myself, with no one to say “hey, good job.” 

I’m a depressed shut in who honestly doesn’t feel worth a damn. But these last few weeks I’ve made some amazing friends in the FFXV fandom who make me feel worth… something. And hey okay, so Prompto can’t actually cheer me on IRL (way too busy fighting daemons and playing Kings Knight) but maybe I could be like him and just try. And it’ll probably take ages. And I’ll probably be overweight and out of shape for a long while yet. But maybe I can change, and maybe along the way I’ll find some self worth from within, just like he did.

Look guys, I just really think we should buy David a pair of socks.

Or maybe two IDK.

But here’s the game, just as a starting point, we can discuss and refine the details.

So what we’re going to need is some sort of crowdfund, a pair of socks (or two), and one (or two) very brave people in Britain with a decent chance of actually meeting David.  

The game goes like this.  We all pitch in and buy a nice pair of socks in DT’s style (aka, Paul Smith, or something else interesting), these socks are purchased and sent to the home of the brave persons or people who will be meeting DT.  A note is put inside the socks saying something nice and vague.  Something like:

We thought you might enjoy these! Sincerely, the DT Fashion Fansquad

(note: I do not want my blog name involved, I don’t need that level of attention. But I do think we should come up with a name that is both silly and kinda mysterious.)

The brave people or persons present David with the sock gift WITHOUT explanation.  And (this is important) they live blog their experience in excessive detail so all of us not-in-Londoners can live vicariously.

Then we, as a group sit back, cross our fingers and watch to see if the socks ever appear.  

If we go with two socks then obviously it’s a race, if we go with one then it’s just a fun game of I spy and the first person to spot the socks wins.

Paul Smith socks are only $21 American (17 pounds) so all this fun could be had for the reasonable sum of $21-42.

Plus if we come up with a funny name for ourselves maybe we can make T shirts and start wearing them to appearances (although actually I think people should start RP Cosplaying him and showing up at cons. But that’s another idea.)

Anyway, that’s all.  Just wanted to get the idea out of my head.


5 months with Remy!

This months has been a whirlwind. Remy is growing like a weed and has officially hit 21 pounds and is showing no signs of stopping! He is still exclusively breastfed but is definitely interested in food, grabbing at ours etc. which is not at all surprising as he loves eating but he wont be starting solids until 6 months. He is sleeping just as well as before and has dropped one of his night feeds which i personally appreciate as im getting longer stretches of sleep. 

m i l e s t o n e s

  • can sit fairly confidently 
  • babbles away to us and to himself
  • reaches out for/can hold toys 
  • recognizes his name.

the rest of us.

The last month of summer has been really lovely, we’ve spent so much time together as a family playing outside and going on little adventures. The twins are doing really well and are full of energy. I’m soo excited for the next few months with the season change and all the festivities that brings.

until next time! x

Tim’s Observation log #3

#3 – Day 1, later

Concerning sleep: bedroom temperature should be around 65-70°F, they prefer having some kind of noise. Should tell Dick or Jason to get a white-noise machine.

We should consider thinner slices of steak. Despite having cut the previous slice into small pieces, the meat was still too thick and Bruce almost choked on it. Damian had to put his fingers in Bruce’s throat to retrieve the steak. That was gross.

Stuff to buy:

  • Diapers (more; adequate size – 21 pounds), liniment, cotton. At least two bags of diapers (I assume he’ll need 6 diapers a day, making it 42 a week. We’ll go back to the shop after a few days – hopefully, we’ll be able to fix this soon)
  • Pacifier (more than one?)
  • Playpen (A plastic one. Some infants seem to gnaw on wood ones, we can’t afford Bruce choking on a splinter)
  • Hats (Head circumference is about 18 inches)
  • Shoes? Does he even walk already? If he does, we’ll have to take him to a baby shoemaker. If not, he’ll be fine with some socks.
  • A stroller. Though Dick is likely to prefer a sling.
  • Several car seats (Does it even exist for motorbikes?)
  • Coffee. The stock is running low. With Bruce as an infant, the others will probably need some too. We can’t afford a shortage in this situation. It would be disastrous.


The indri (Indri indri), also called the babakoto, is one of the largest living lemurs, with a head-and-body length of about 25–28 inches and a weight of between 13 to 21 pounds. It is a diurnal tree-dweller and, like all lemurs, it is native to Madagascar. It is revered by the Madagascan peoples and plays an important part in their myths and legends with various stories in existence accounting for its origin.  It is monogamous and lives in small family groups, moving through the canopy, and is purely herbivorous, feeding mainly on leaves but also seeds, fruits, and flowers. 

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Weigh in Day - Week 1
(I think I’m gonna keep weigh in on Monday mornings because it helps to keep me accountable over the weekend when there’s more temptation to not eat well.)
I’m down 5.4 pounds, 21.6 left to go!
I’m sticking with three days a week of two workouts a day because that is making all the difference.
Tried my first WW recipe tonight. I’ll probably change some things in meal prep next time but we really liked it!
Next up is chicken enchilada casserole!

anonymous asked:

Can we get a peek at what your list looks like now?

Bold is queue and no matchups.

Reinhardt with small male reader who climbed a tree and cannot get down

Widowmaker meeting her soulmate

Symmetra and Hanzo with a blind reader

McCree meeting readers protective family

More on Deadpool like reader with Talon

Coffee date with Zarya

Reaper, Soldier 76, Reinhardt reacting to reader being catcalled

McCree and Hanzo (separate and poly) where reader gets a bit jealous when someone flirts with them

Witch reader giving McCree, Roadhog, Reaper a protective charm before battles

Zarya coming out a coma bc she took a hit for reader

Sensitive back with Sombra, Symmetra, and Pharah

Symmetra protecting trans reader after they were yelled/threatened by a stranger

Touch starved reader with Widowmaker and Sombra

McCree with reader who’s quiet in bed

Young Hanzo with male reader who was picked by dragons and deals with homophobic thoughts in the family

Oviposition with Dragon Genji + fertilization

Latina reader snaps and yells at Sombra in Spanish

Alpha Tracer, Alpha Zarya with their Omega Reader

SFW and NSFW hc with Reinhardt and tiny reader

Reaper with Pregnant reader who goes into labour

Talon bartender where all three appear at the same time and try to get your attention from the others

I for one would love to ask for a Sym/male reader thing. Like a simple, awkward but enjoyable first date thing between what I assume would be two equally shy folk just enjoying each other’s company :) . Don’t understand the hatred for Symmetra.

Dude I’m soooo not ready for classes starting back up. Can I ask for Sombra trying to relax a stressed college student?

Could you do Symmetra, D. Va, and Tracer meeting their fem!soulmate, in the AU thing where your soulmate’s scars show up on you (and vice versa), where the reader has a lot of self harm scars? (not an emergency prompt or anything, I’ve just been feeling a little down about mine lately)

Younger sibling reader (adult but like handful of years younger) head canons with talon members?

Can I request something for a friend of mine? Could you do a prompt of 76 singing “Can’t Help Falling In Love With You” to his S/O? Thanks; ;) love ya fragileblueglassheart.

S/o that can’t stand wearing clothes. Just takes them off once their in there room with Widowmaker, Zinyatta, Pharah

tracer and best friend reader training for the olympics together? (with reader doing cycling, preferably)

mercy finding a straight jacket in the readers room, not knowing it was a costume for an upcoming musical?

Hi! How about Mercy, Tracer, and Pharah with a fem S/O who makes really good diner food and the girls start to notice that they’ve put on a little weight?

mercy finding a straight jacket in the readers room, not knowing it was a costume for an upcoming musical?

Sombra laying in bed with her wife!s/o cuddling telling her s/o how much she missed her and loves her and everything. Just something fluffy and sweet sorry it’s so self indulgent my depression has been relapsing and youre writing always makes me happy thank you so much

Akande’s first time edging with his s/o?

Lucio nervously asking out his crush for the first time?

Zenyatta and Rein with a friend who’s crushing on them. Friend ends up taking a hit for them and dying, and they find a discarded love letter in their room addressed to them or something?

Tickle fight that turns into a making out session with Sombra and Pharah?

could you do yandere junkrat where reader is kidnapped (SFW)

Can I have some Widowmaker having a daughter like relationship with reader (my mom didn’t always show affection but did when I felt sad and she reminds me of her probs he reason why I’m so cold to people)

Young!genji reacting to not seeing his s/o in a long time… nsfw?

Gabriel reassuring reader with stretch marks

Sombra with trans reader HC

Sombra HC

Widowmaker finds an emotionally dead little girl that’s like this because of a horrible family and “adopts” her.

Blackwatch Gabriel finds an illegal underground fighting ring, where they abduct children and force them to become ruthless fighters/killers, and sees a particular fighting child and just adopts them.

Zarya and s/o at a pride event?

Any poly!SpiderByte head cannons with a female reader, sfw and nsfw

I love what you did with the reader who had been abused by a former lover headcannons, how about doing the same with Sombra, Ana and Mercy?

Can you do a scenario of Mercy dominating a female reader? You’re awesome!

Yo could you do a prefall!gabe, mccree and lucio taking care of/comforting a s/o during her period? Thanks

Zenyatta reacting to a shy s/o that hums/sings while they do day to day things? Like when they cook or clean they just do it subconsciously? //aaaa sorry if Idk how to word it ;-;

I love your writing so much <3 can you write somthing where widowmaker and her f!so at the new chateau nsfw if possible?? Keep up the good work

I haven’t seen a lot of stuff for Jamison lately! Could you write about Reader teaching him to dance/waltz despite the peg leg?

How about a fic of Young Genji and Young Hanzo finding out that their dragon chose a male reader taikomochi/male geisha to the Shimada Clan?

Reaper cuddling his s/o hcs? <3

Poly Reaper76 and their s/o’s b-day? Mine’s coming up (8/21)

*pounds fists* MEI! PROPOSES! TO! S/O!

Eeyyyy imma slide in some gay for ya. Can I get some sweet Head canons for tracer, symmetra, zayara and mercy with a femS/O who’s not comfortable in sexual situations but wants to share such an intimate activity with them. Please and thank with a cherry on top! ❤️🍒❤️

Requesting fluff/comedy drabbles for Widow + giant man-sized pet spider with human intelligence (talon experiment) who likes to cuddle with her, spin hammocks for team talon, and make lacy underwear for her as a clear statement: “get yourself a mate!” He can’t talk, but she knows what he’s saying.

Rein, Soldier, and Pharah realizing that they’re falling for someone, but they’re nervous on approaching them. And in the end it turns out that the person they were falling for had the exact same problem, with not knowing how to approach them?

Remember that time in March when Sombra couldn’t boop? Can you post something really silly and meta about reader s/o freaking out in distress because she can’t boop you good luck, good night, etc. not knowing if you’ll survive until the next patch comes out. (I actually don’t remember that)

Lactation kink for Soldier 76?? 👀

May I request Lúcio and Kpop reader dealing with paparazzi after the onstage kiss?

Zenyatta and Tracer with a S/O who’s almost fatally wounded in a battle. They say to let them die because they think they’ve got nothing to live for until the heroes confess.

76 massage gone “wrong” because reader keeps forgetting to keep their dirty mouth shut? (If he wouldn’t give massages don’t do this lmao)

Could you do a drabble where the reader stays with Emily and Tracer for a few days, after the reader has some trouble at home?

I’m in need of angst my fam. A scenario of either Hanzo or Post Fall Reaper finding out their s/o died in childbirth but the baby lives?

a while ago i resquested hcs for heroes… ahem, masturbating to their crush. could you write more, but with jack, zenny and mccree?

Relationship headcanons for Symmetra and Gentle Giant s/o?

Face sitting with McCree? ;)

Poly Doomfist and McCree sfw and nsfw hcs?

Your favorite character challenges reader to a dance off and loses miserably! *cackles*

goddess!mercy taking interest in an anxious mess of a reader? hoo boi i live for mercy’s new skin.


how do you think yandere polygenyatta would react to finding out that their captive self harms in some sort of way to deal with being captive/

I absolutely love your work! *all the loves for you* I was wondering if you could write a short fic or HCs (if they are easier) of 76, Reaper, McCree, and Junkrat reacting to their chubby S/O getting sicker by the day and the boys find out they are drowning in diet pills and are leaving the base secretly to see doctor’s about dangerous surgeries to lose weight. (Sorry if it is sad and if it is too sensitive a subject feel free to skip)

Oh.....fuck, daddy! -a Joker prompt

Strip clubs were never my thing, they made me edgy and nervous, growing up in Arkham they were a common evil, every other building had beautiful busty women out front handing out coupons and luring unsuspecting men into their financial falling.
That was, until my mom finally through me out of our house. It had been long awaited since my dad had up and left, she had been waiting for a viable excuse to get rid of me also. And when I refused to go pick up from her dealer, that was the breaking point. She threw my things out the window, broke just about anything that was breakable, and left her 19 year old daughter on her own. But I guess anything goes when you’re a drug addict.
It didn’t take me long to find a cheap apartment, but then again you could find just about any sleaze ball willing to rent out a run down hole in the wall to a pretty girl. No questions asked. Of course no matter how cheap, I still owed money. Which made me nervous, as a high school drop out, 19 year old with limited skills, I couldn’t imagine many places would hire me. But I pushed on with applications and interviews…
It was leaving an interview with an upscale restaurant that I saw the flier on the ground, picking it up I brushed my thumb over the purple paper “dancers wanted”. If there was thing I could do well it was dance, and I wouldn’t necessarily consider myself ugly, blonde hair, ample curves, long legs… i wasn’t exactly sure how to feel about it, stripping was degrading, disgusting, meant for men to stare at woman’s bodies like fruit on a platter…but boy did they pay a hell of a lot to do it…
Studying the flier the name of the club “The purple palace” sounded so familiar. That’s when it hit me, the club was owned by one of the infamous villains in all of arkham, the very own Joker himself. The Joker was ruthless, dangerous, insane, and most of all, murderous. He wouldn’t hesitate to slit the throat of anyone who displeased him. But I knew his pockets were lined healthily with money. And I knew I needed this, I steadied my breathing, rushed home to slip into the sexiest outfit I could drum up and found my way to the tall building a few streets over from my apartment. The one id lay in bed at night cursing tor their loud music and ever flowing torrent of drunk partygoers.

And now here I was standing in the doorway to the nightclub, I’d handed the bouncer at the door the flier indicating my interest, he’d given me the once over and ushered me inside, telling me he would “get the boss.” My heart thudded in my chest as I looked around, it was jam packed and muggy, people crammed in together shimmering with sweat and the air was a thick layer of body odor and desperation. I cut through the crowd and made my way to the bar, the black and gold diamond patterned dress id slipped into clinging to my skin from the moisture in the air. I collapsed into a bar stool leaning against the marble countertop, trying to breath and calm my nerves. If I was 21 I would be pounding back shots.
The bartender eyed me as he approached
“What can I get for you?” He asked drying a scotch glass with a white cloth
“Oh um I’m not old enough” I shouted over the pounding music
He shrugged “our secret” grabbing a glass he poured several different concoctions from bottles in and handed me the glass with green colored liquid inside “my own creation” he grinned.
I sipped it slowly and shuddered as the warmth of liquor ran down my body. I finally smiled letting out a grin, he laughed along with me
“So what’s a girl like you doing in a place like-” his question was cut short by a change in the music, it became darker, more aggressive, the lights seem to dim. I scanned the crowd who seem to suddenly become anxious almost, the air filling with a vibe of fear and intimidation but st the same time interest. I shook my head and glanced back at the bartender but his smile had fell, his face pale white
“Uh is everything ok?” I asked
“The boss is here.” He said shortly turning his back to me, I gulped. The crowd behind me had seem to returned to normal, but as I turned I caught sight of someone who seemed out of place. He was cutting through the crowd in slow motion almost, people parted so he could get by untouched. Green hair was slicked back into a neat place, bright against pale white skin, his maroon shirt unbuttoned at the top, tattoos covering his chest. He clutched a golden cane in his hand as he approached it clicked across the ground. Licking his red lips his teeth sparkled a metallic color.
And there he was, one of the most Notorious man in Arkham, in all of his glory. Everybody knew about the Joker, New the horrible things he did, the people he killed, what he stole, his money, his looks, everything about him.
I stood from my chair, wobbling slightly on my heels. Smoothing the material of my sequined dress I breathed out he was close enough to me now that the scent of cologne brushed my nose in a sweet refreshing wave.
I held out a hand to greet him, he stared at my tiny hand with curiousity before taking it in his much larger gloved hand, lifting it to his mouth he kissed gently on the back of my hand sending electricity up my spine. Even the bartender stared wide eyed as if to say “I’ve never seen such a thing from him before”. I’d never imagined the Joker was capable of affection.
“So you’re the princess interested in the dance job?” He asked regarding me through blue eyes.
“Uh uh…yeah, I mean yes, yes sir” I managed staring at the ground nervously, just a few words and I’d already painted myself as a nervous wreck
“First lesson in dancing miss…” he trailed off
“Harley…Harley Quinn” I said softly disregarding my real name in favor of a shortened version, I didn’t want to use my real name, but I also didn’t want to lie. He was the one person who even I was too scared to lie to.
“Well Harley, the first rule in dancing, is confidence” his hand snagging my cheeks pinching my face between his fingers forcing me to look up at him through my lashes, my brain screamed at me to run, the money wasn’t worth it. But I held steady. Standing my ground. “You’re young…” he leaned in close to me, his breath hot against my cheek tainted with liquor. I stared at the tattoo of the word “damaged” that etched across his forehead, a J just below his eye.
“22…” I whispered softly. His brows knitted together and he snarled like an animal, upper lip curled
“Don’t like to me sweets” he hissed his teeth snapping at my neck biting down hard on my skin, I yelped as I felt welts forming.
“Ok I’m 19” I snapped back. This was it, my sharp tongue was going to beat me once again, I sighed. ‘My neck stung and A smile stretched across his face
“Come with me pretty.” His voice sounded far away as I was entranced by his eyes, when I finally turned the entire area around us was quiet, regarding us intently, the music pounding. He held a hand out to me, I slowly slid out of the barstool and placed my hand in his. He led me through the crowd who backed away from us like we had the plague.
He led me to the “VIP” area and into a circle formation of couches with a platform and pole in the center, I gulped at the sight of the pole, the idea of “stripping” was really coming to a head here, i suddenly felt uncomfortable in my skin, anxious even.
“So, darlin, show daddy what you go” he said falling back onto the couch, gesturing long fingers coated in shimmering rings at the pole.

Sex sells

I reminded myself, I glanced at the Joker who sat back lounging in the chair, his chiseled jaw clenched, clutching the cane with a jester on the top in one hand, the other on his lap, near a sizable bump in his black slacks that I didn’t think was a wrinkle. Arousal clenched my stomach, his eyes watched me like a predator hunting prey, his tongue flicked over his red lips, and there was so many places I could imagine that tongue going. I sulked towards the pole stepping up onto the platform, 7 years of gymnastics could finally pay off, I wrapped my hands around the pole and swung my hips to the beat of the music. I swung my body around the pole lifting my feet off the ground, my heart fluttered as weightlessness took over my body.
I wrapped my thighs around the pole sinking down to the ground, I looked up at him through my blonde hair in my face, his breath was ragged and his eyes slightly widened, lips parted. Slowly I crawled across the ground to the edge of the platform, my head inches away from his knees, I flipped my legs around slowly sinking down into a full split. His breath hitched as I ran a hand down my body, over my dress which was dangerous close to revealing my breast, and was already open enough to peer straight up to my black panties, which were starting to feel my arousal.
I flipped around to sit at the edge of the stage before him,
“Damn…I do like what I see.” He murmured, “you want the job it’s all yours sweets….now…come to daddy.” He waved his hands towards me. I placed my hands on his thighs kneeling on the couch my legs on each side of him. Sinking down to sit on his lap. The music took over my body invading my mind, I felt like I was on a different planet, grinding my hips into his lap to the beat. His hands rested on my sides his head thrown back mouth open. Leaning back forward he grabbed my face pulling me close again, breathing heavily on me. Our noses were close enough to touch
“I just met you” I breathed out
“Mmmm but darling doesn’t it feel like we’ve known each other for ever” he whispered so faint I could barely here him. Pulling me closer he cupped his lips over mine, our mouths colliding aggressively, His tongue pushing its way into my mouth, his fingers wrapped painfully in my hair.
I pulled back “so I got the job?” I asked
“You got more than the job dollface. You can be my girl. My numero uno. My passion” he shouted laughing.
My head spun, his girl? I’d literally just met this man less than an hour ago and now he was asking me to be “his girl”. I knew it wasn’t right but the pit in my stomach ached for him, screamed out, begged to be fucked. he didn’t give me a chance to respond, clamping his mouth over mine again his hands grabbing my breasts through my dress. I moaned into his mouth. My sex soaked through my panties and normally I’d be worried through his slacks as well but right now I didn’t care. I just wanted to feel him, I moved my hips in a circle on his lap until I found him, felt his erection through his pants, grinding myself against him, my clit throbbing.
He growled into my mouth, reaching down he snuck his hand under my dress fingering at my soaked panties, although my muscles tightened with nerves I didn’t stop him as he pulled them to the side probing at my entrance, I look up breaking our kiss, and glanced around, the area we were in was mostly closed off through frosted glass although if somewhere were to come to the entrance they would see a show. He slipped one finger into me, slipping it in as far as he could go, I closed my eyes my head falling back. I could hear people walking by but honestly I didn’t care, the thought of them seeing only made me wetter.
“You want me? You want daddy?” He cooed in my ear
“Yes…sir…Mr joker, sir” I wasn’t sure how to even refer to him. Reaching down underneath me I feel him fumble with the clasp on his slacks, pulling the zipper down slowly, his hand brushing my thighs lifting my dress up higher.
“Everyone can see” I said nervously, not only was I about to fuck a man I just met, but I was going to do if in public.
“Baby I can do whatever I want, most women would just at the chance to be in your position.” He grinned up at me his silver teeth glinting in the light. He pulled his cock free from his pants and it slapped against my behind, giving me a feel of just how big he was. I groaned from the skin to skin contact. Pulling my panties aside I lifted myself up slightly hands on his shoulders, slowly sinking down onto his dick. I suppressed the urge to cry out as he stretched me open, filling me. The music pounded in my ears, with the sound of him breathing his mouth close to my mine.
“Jesus you’re so tight” he hissed his hand wrapped in my hair. I moaned softly as I worked my hips in circles, it had been almost a year since I’d had sex and from memory it had been nothing like this. This was amazing, mind blowing, extraordinary. I threw my head back using his shoulders as leverage to push myself up and down. His mouth on my neck sucking and nipping at my flesh. I grabbed his green hair in my fist pulling back returning the favor by sicking my teeth down into his neck. I wondered if people were walking by seeing our display, thinking I was just giving him a very personal lap dance, not knowing he was so far into me I could see stars in the backs of my eyes.
I felt my orgasm aching deep in my stomach, begging to escape. My brain screamed for release.
Tossing my head back, his large hand wrapped around my throat
“Oh…. fuck daddy!” I cried out not caring who heard as my body was skyrocketed into orgasm, stars filling my vision as he himself grunted pushing me as hard as he could down onto his cock emptying himself into me.
We sat for a minute my arms around his shoulders his hands on my exposed ass, finally I pulled back away looking at his ocean eyes
“Is this How you greet all new employees?” I asked.
Smoothing his hair back into his neat place he stroked my thigh
“Nope you’re special baby girl” he said “you are my girl.”


Plate01: In December 1944, the US 7th Armored Group assigned to the 30th Infantry Division the task of using a new, untested, weapon system-the T-34 - in support of an upcoming infantry assault. Plans called for the 29th Infantry Division to establish a bridgehead over the Roer River in the vicinity of Julich, Germany. The 30th ID was to cross the river behind the 29th and launch an attack to the south-east. The zone of the 30th ID included Staatsforst Hambach, deemed to be an outstanding obstacle with the enemy dug in on the north and west side of the woods. It was planned, therefore, to saturate these woods with rocket fire just prior to launching the attack.
The T-34, nicknamed the ‘Calliope’ was a 60 tube rocket launcher firing a 38.5 pound High Explosive rocket out to 2,900 yards and was designed to fit on the turret of the M4 Sherman. Twenty-two launchers were to be mounted on tanks of the 743rd Tank Battalion. In addition, the 3508th Ordnance Medium Auto Maintenance Company was designated to design, construct and install a suitable mount for the T-34 in five captured German halftracks. Here, a m.S.P.W tactical number '405’, is being stripped of all interior fittings prior to mounting the launcher.
Plate02: Work began on 4 December 1944 and was completed by 9 December. The top carriage of a 7.5cm PaK 40 stood in for the tank support mechanism to elevate the launcher. No traverse was possible. Here troops remove part of the barrel and accompanying bits that will not be needed.
Plate03: Work continues on the Sd.Kfz.251/21. The bottom of the 7.5cm PaK carriage was shorn of all parts that protruded to insure a smooth surface, and then it was welded directly to sections of railroad track, 51" long, crosswise in the crew compartment. A slit of two feet wide in the armor was made in one side, and a three foot wide opening was made on the other. The gun barrel had about 3 feet cut off the end, pointed over the right side of the halftrack through the two foot slit. Two pieces of heavy 12" I-beam, approximately 23" long, provided a support to which the launcher trunnions were welded and the equilibrator springs anchored. The driver’s compartment was completely enclosed by boiler plate in the rear and an entrance hatch was provided (the hinges from the engine hatches were removed to expedite the conversion. the floor plated were also removed, exposing the vehicles gas tanks and batteries to sparks from the welders. None of the vehicles were runners.
Plate04: Although the T-34 was a rather massive affair, each rocket had an effect equal to a 105mm HE shell, just about every component was fragile: the fiber rocket tubes were easily damaged. The tubes, although not the rockets, were materially affected by the weather, and the clamp ring adjustment, too affected the diameter of the tube. Tubes flaked due to rocket blast. Small fitting worked loose or were easily damaged and electrical connections had to be constantly inspected and repaired. Rocket holding latches were weak (some rockets actually fell out during firing), and contact arms were unsatisfactory. Ripple fire caused the mount to 'lash’.
Plate05: The Donor vehicles came from Pz.Brig.108’s Pz.Gren.Btl.2108, which was destroyed in the heavy fighting at Bardenberg in October,1944. Here we have an ex-Sd.Kfz.251/3 with tactical number 2311 and the name 'Heinrich Hötger’ painted on the armor. Heinrich Hötger was a Grenadier, born in 10.01.26, who died 21.09.44, the day Pz.Brig.108 and Panzer-Lehr-Division attacked the American bridgehead east of Wallendorf in the Eifel. They pushed back the US 5th Armored Division and retook Kruchten and Hommerdingen. Hötger’ is buried at the cemetery at Neuerburg.
Plate06: Sd.Kfz.251/3 'Heinrich Hötger’, after test firing the T-34.
After firing, the launcher was examined and found to have 28 of 60 electrical connections in need of repair. These included twelve broken contact wires, six contact arms out of their hinges, three contact fingers broken, three bent contact arms and six contact springs disconnected. Two tubes required replacing. These factors indicated it was best when employing the launcher to plan to fire one salvo and then withdraw to the rear area for repairs.
Plate07: Five mittler-Schützenpanzerwagen have been identified:
Sd.Kfz.251/3 Tactical# 2311 with 'Heinrich Hötger’ on the side armor and 'Shark’ insignia on the front and rear armor. License# WH 1713787 (seen above)
Sd.Kfz.251/21 vehicle had its armor removed while undergoing extensive modification. Travel lock for 'Drilling’ still in place.
Sd.Kfz.251/?: Tactical#405, License# 1749412. Penetration hole in the left side armor.
Sd.Kfz.251/?: License# 1787961. Two penetration holes in the right side engine armor and one in the nose armor. This can be seen HERE.
Sd.Kfz.251/?: Tactical# –32 (armor partially cut away), 'Shark’ insignia on the rear armor.
Plate08: On December, test firing was conducted in the vicinity of Norweiden (more likely Broichweiden), Germany. The Launcher was loaded in Kolonie Kellersberg and towed by an M3A3 Stuart light tank, using a tow bar to the range, a distance of 8.5 miles. The halftracks were later repaired so they would run.
It took 20 minutes to dig for the track, survey the position, and lay the launcher. The halftracks had to be jockeyed to line up with the aiming stakes, as there was no traverse mechanism. The Commander used the M1 quadrant  to check elevation while the driver elevated for depressed the launcher at his command.
Plate09: The vehicle rocked excessively and the left track settled during firing, but all round hit the target area. The projectile could be heard from the time it left the launcher until it hit making a low, moaning sound. The flash was clearly visible from the target area. On 17 December, the 30th was rushed to the Malemedy-Stavelot sector of Belgium: The Battle of the Bulge was on!


Well, I start the journey of going low carb again - of kicking sugar, breads, pastas, rice, etc out of my life - because I have been on a “I don’t really like myself” ride that I would like to get off of. I lost 10 pounds in 21 days last April and I gained my weight back when I kept my nephew this summer who was having to go through a lactose free diet (which is what most low carb stuff is) and I couldn’t eat his favorite foods around him.

I love my body for everything it does for me, I am strong and in better shape than I should be considering I don’t work out even a quarter as much as I should, I will never shame my body because it does amazing things for me every single day. However, I hate the way my clothes look on me lately, how I feel constricted my everyday wear just because it’s simply tighter. I hate having my photograph taken because I know I just don’t look my best.

So I will journey again through ketosis and knock those sugars out of my diet once again. I will not be as strict this go around because I don’t need to be, I am not dying to shed pounds in a certain amount of time or anything. HOWEVER, I do not want Mail Man knowing I am dieting. He lost 60 pounds since we broke up last May. He stopped eating after I left and his addictive personality got crazy about weight loss. He did NOT have 60 pounds to lose and he is very, very thin right now. Last diet I was on, he supported me and joined me. I don’t want him to do that now because he really can’t afford to lose more weight but I know he’d try anyway. I worry about him, he doesn’t seem to know his limits about certain things. It’s not as if we live together or anything, but we do spend several nights a week with each other and I guess I will try to modify the meals I eat with him the best I can without him noticing a ton. This will probably keep my body from going into full ketosis which is unfortunate, but I think I will lose weight regardless. I am pretty good at it when I get determined.

I want to feel confident once again and I fucking will.

So this morning - bed of baby spinach leaves, shredded cheese, light ranch dressing, 2 tablespoons of cottage cheese mixed in. 2 pieces of sausage. coffee with sugar/gluten/lactose free pumpkin spice creamer that has like 2 carbs in it but I totally can’t drink black coffee.

Let me put things into perspective.

Each day the global human population drinks: 5.2 billion gallons of water and eats 21 billion pounds of food

Each day the global cow population alone drinks: 45 billion gallons of water and eats 135 billion pounds of food.

85% of starving children live in countries where food is feed to animals, and the animals are fed to wealthier countries.
If we stopped breeding animals for food we would dramatically increase food available to starving people.