My 2005 calendar we actually did a shoot in Lake Las Vegas. Since I had requests do some swimwear and athletic shots we tried them and they came out good so we inserted them into the new calendar.
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Puzzling
Calendar with days marked off…
Final day checked…
in blood-red ink marker mean
Then… no more marks…of any sort
The calendar antiseptically… cryptically clean…
Time seemingly now, no longer of import
What was coming, so anticipated…(Or dreaded) …
That the days after… the anointed day
Seemed of no consequence imbedded
Calendar yellowed and tattered
As if time no longer existed…
To a person… like you or me
And to whom days… no longer mattered
Then…Now…and for eternity
poem by David Whalen
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I value the friend who for me finds time on his calendar, but I cherish the friend who for me does not consult the calendar.
quote by Robert Brault
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I value the friend who for me finds time on his calendar, but I cherish the friend who for me does not consult his calendar.
quote by Robert Brault
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Sometimes There Is Goo And No Gah
Love is not all goo and gah.
Sometimes there is goo and no gah,
And lots of...
Ugh! Geeessshhh.
Especially that day when one awakens,
To look at a calendar.
Not any calendar!
The one the days have been checked off.
With a little note as a reminder...
'I survived.
How many more of these,
'For Better or For Worse' days I've got to deal with? '
But hang in there.
Some folks are just in it for the wedding ceremony.
After that...
Many more are looking for something else to do.
And finding someone else to do it with too!
~I thought you said you were divorced? ~
And...
Your point is what?
Don't let my youthful glow...
Trouble free lifestyle and happiness fool you.
I have had those days when I overcook my scrambled eggs.
Seriously.
And just the other day,
I abruptly had to end listening to my favorite music.
I ran out of Green Tea.
And I was just at the store.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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April
[Every tear is answered by a blossom,
Every sigh with songs and laughter blent,
Apple-blooms upon the breezes toss them,
April knows her own and is content.]-Sarah Channing Woolsey
March already gone
and I have come for a short stay.
Then May comes
When I leave quietly,
Likewise, all the months
in the old calendar
come & go?
It's so ridiculous
New year colored calendar peeps again
with big letters like new politicians?
The Headmaster who knows all seasons and the schedule
We're just a heap of pupils in the thatched life-school?
nimal dunuhinga
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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My Calendar
From off my calendar today
A leaf I tear;
So swiftly passes smiling May
Without a care.
And now the gentleness of June
Will fleetly fly
And I will greet the glamour moon
Of lush July.
Beloved months so soon to pass,
Alas, I see
The slim sand silvering the glass
Of Time for me;
As bodingly midwinter woe
I wait with rue,
Oh how I grudge the days to go!
They are so few.
A Calendar's a gayful thing
To grace a room;
And though with joy of life I sing,
With secret gloom
I add this merry month of May
To eighty past,
Thinking each page I tear away
May be my last.
poem by Robert William Service
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One year a tree day
Oh gently giants
How are you so old?
Calendar after calendar
Shaped from your sacrifice
Crowned producer so cleverly a meal maker
Sun fed in joyous morn, your hazy green unfolds a shady relief
Making most of your day, you silently forge another ring
By evening your clothes are wondrously worn from visible labours
Nay with your resourceful reasoning you shall stitch and recycle whilst rewarding your tiny helper
And in your night, naked and fasting, sipping your mineral (homemade) tipple and
contemplating your next great day......
Our year a tree day
Bare, bud, green, gold
This is how you are so old!
poem by Stevie Taite
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Pamela
Pamela, due to the philosophical way that we are raised,
The truth is far hidden from us always!
And we've come to worship the Queen of Heaven today.
She is the God-El and,
She has blinded the minds of many!
But Yahweh's mercy is upon the chosen few.
False prophets,
King Numa Pompilius added 'Januarius' and 'Februarius' to the Calendar;
And this was about 713 B.C.
The 'Decemvirs' (10 Magistrates) arranged the Calendar o its present status,
And this was about 451 B.C.;
But the original year beginning from 'Martius' was then changed to 'Januarius'.
Those who have ears and eyes will understand this öpoem oh my sweet Pamela,
For many years have added itself unto things to put us into the darkness;
But the truth will never die out from the earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Lets Go To Vegas
(karen staley)
Hey baby, lets go to vegas
Kiss the single life good-bye
Hey baby, lets go to vegas
Bet on love and let it ride
Lyin on the bank of the river
Stars are dancin, lord its hot
Holdin you is what I live for
I just had a crazy thought
Hey baby, lets go to vegas
Kiss the single life good-bye
Hey baby, lets go to vegas
Bet on love and let it ride
Well find a little wedding chapel
A pair of rings and a preacher too
Underneath the neon steeple
Well take a gamble and say I do
Hey baby, lets go to vegas
Kiss the single life good-bye
Hey baby, lets go to vegas
Bet on love and let it ride
Viva las vegas, sparklin lights
Dangerous livin, tumblin dice
Youre my ace in the hole now honey
And Im your lady luck
Pack a few things and a little money
And put em in the truck
Hey baby, lets go to vegas
Kiss the single life good-bye
Hey baby, lets go to vegas
Bet on love and let it ride
song performed by by Faith Hill
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With U - Every day is a Valentine
Today, the calendar reads 14 Feb
The day we all call as Valentine...
Let's celeberate this moment of love
Once again, I wanna make you mine....
You've always been so beautiful
Gracefully Vivacious; as you are today...
Our bonding of love has been so true
Wish you my love; Happy Valentine's Day....
You have been the only one girl
Who rules my heart; sends shivers down my spine...
I go down on one knee; my arms streched
Sweetheart; Will you be my Valentine....
Love is in the air, love is all around
Feel this love and come close to me...
I promise to keep you deep in my heart
Love you more then ever; that's how I see....
Today, the calendar reads 14 Feb
Cherish this day with a toast of red wine...
Baby, each day spent with you is special
With you my love; Every day is a Valentine! ! !
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poem by Rohit Sharma
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Today is an ephemeral ghost... A strange amazing day that comes only once every four years. For the rest of the time it does not "exist." In mundane terms, it marks a "leap" in time, when the calendar is adjusted to make up for extra seconds accumulated over the preceding three years due to the rotation of the earth. A day of temporal tune up! But this day holds another secret—it contains one of those truly rare moments of delightful transience and light uncertainty that only exist on the razor edge of things, along a buzzing plane of quantum probability... A day of unlocked potential. Will you or won't you? Should you or shouldn't you? Use this day to do something daring, extraordinary and unlike yourself. Take a chance and shape a different pattern in your personal cloud of probability!
Vera Nazarian in The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
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I've been on a calendar, but I've never been on time.
quote by Marilyn Monroe
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Foul Shots: A Clinic
for Paul Levitt Be perpendicular to the basket,
toes avid for the line.
Already this description
is perilously abstract: the ball
and basket are round, the nailhead
centered in the centerplank
of the foul-circle is round,
and though the rumpled body
isn't round, it isn't
perpendicular. You have to draw
'an imaginary line,' as the breezy
coaches say, 'through your shoulders.'
Here's how to cheat: remember
your collarbone. Now the instructions
grow spiritual -- deep breathing,
relax and concentrate both; aim
for the front of the rim but miss it
deliberately so the ball goes in.
Ignore this part of the clinic
and shoot 200 foul shots
every day. Teach yourself not to be
bored by any boring one of them.
You have to love to do this, and chances
are you don't; you'd love to be good
at it but not by a love that drives
you to shoot 200 foul shots
every day, and the lovingly unlaunched
foul shots we're talking about now --
the clinic having served to bring us
together -- circle eccentrically
in a sky of stolid orbits
as unlike as you and I are
from the arcs those foul shots
leave behind when they go in.
poem by William Matthews
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You have to calendar time for yourself even if you have no idea what you're going to do with it.
quote by Susie Bright
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Tomorrow is only found in the calendar of fools.
quote by Og Mandino
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The frog knows more about the rain than the calendar.
Many Kind of Springs
After cold winters we wait for the springs
We watch the calendar, to see what it brings.
Without the calendar we would just watch the nature,
When buds opening or the birds have their renewed venture.
In the life of mankind the spring is the time of youth,
When we have trials and errors, which is the truth.
Sooner of later some of us learn from our blunders,
Some goes through life growing slower then others.
Same goes for the soul, which are individuals too,
There is a spring, which clears the mind for me and you.
When we become aware of the Son in us we'll see clearly,
We'll follow the way into the Truth happily.
Nature shows us clearly what life is about,
When spring is the beginning of our adventure's where about.
Summer is when we really have more challenges to face,
In the Autumn we stop rushing, slowing down the race.
When we get to our winter we become cold,
Full with memories, not much feeling left, we became old.
However, if you gather enough wisdom in your life time,
You can find everlasting happiness and stay in your prime.
Peace, kindness, humbleness, & good life will follow,
Only gratefulness will stay in your heart,
And you will always shine and glow.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Not In Las Vegas
I don't wanna be alone,
Not in Las Vegas.
Don't wanna be alone.
Not in Las Vegas
No I don't wanna be alone,
Not in Las Vegas.
With neon signs flashing on the 'strip'.
To be busted and no bucks at all.
Not in Las Vegas.
To know no one with no friends to call.
Not in Las Vegas.
To be in a bind with no peace of mind.
Not in Las Vegas.
Not in Las Vegas.
I don't wanna be alone.
I don't wanna be alone.
Don't wanna be alone.
Not in Las Vegas.
To be busted and no bucks at all.
Not in Las Vegas.
To know no one with no friends to call.
Not in Las Vegas.
To be in a bind with no peace of mind.
Not in Las Vegas.
Not in Las Vegas.
With neon signs flashing all over the 'strip'.
And...
Not a single dime to show for it!
No I...
Don't wanna be alone.
I don't wanna be alone.
No I don't wanna be alone...
Showing nothing but some dust in pockets.
And...
Busted when I had a chance to split.
And...
No one visiting 'Vegas' should do this.
So...
Whatever one wins get up and split with it.
'Excuse me...
Would you happen to have an 'extra' ten dollars?
I will sing 'Moon River' for you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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