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I happen to like action movies, Indiana Jones, sci-fi, like Star Trek, Star Wars, old time comedies, Arsenic and Old Lace and drama like Gone With the Wind and other such movies!! And also animated movies and superhero movies!!!

I enjoy classic rock, Rolling Stones, Fleetwood Mac, Styx, The Eagles, Kansas and other like bands and for nowadays, Stan Bush, Khymera, Norway, Frozen Rain, Harem Scarem, First Signal with Harry Hess, Los Angeles and others!! I also like Classical and Pop Rock, some Jazz and strongly hate Rap!!

Action, Adventure, Fantasy, Science Fiction and Mysteries are my venue!!

There's my photography, I love to write and keep a few notebooks full of ideas for novels, comic books - being an artist and all and have a couple of ideas for tv shows!! I also love to put together model starships and currently salvaging plastic parts from whatever and building an original starship to place into a picture or a photo!! Reading almost anything feeds the fires of my creativity!! Even when I'm in bed ideas come to me for several other things including even how I'm decorating the house for Christmas-inside and outside!!

There's nothing to say 'cause I'm planning on living several centuries longer than anyone else!!

I'm an all-around good guy, love to laugh and love to tell a good joke, though there are some I know that aren't clean!! I love having someone who will listen to what I have to say and for them who take an interest in what I'm saying!! I have a love for music, animals, the beauty of Mother Nature, my talent for art and photography, and life itself!! I found out awhile ago that I love to cook and really enjoy it, especially if I'm cooking for that someone, aside from my mom!!!

Art, photography, good music, reading and of course, women!!!

People who drink far too much until they're so drunk that they badmouth their own family,crude and very rude people, smoking, dopeheads, tattoos, and obscene language!! I will not tolerate pornographic photos, nudity and any sort of sexual content on my page whatsoever and if anyone has a problem with that, don't bother me or I'll report you faster than the phrase "Jack Sprat ate no fat"!!!

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10/15/2018 06:46:58

Que esta semana sea fantastica para ti...Feliz lunes!!!    Muchos besitos




10/14/2018 21:45:54


My daughter woke me around 11:50 last night. My husband and I had picked
her up from her friend Sally's birthday party, brought her home, and put
her to bed. My husband went into the bedroom to read while I fell asleep
watching the Lions game."Mommy," she whispered, tugging my shirt
sleeve. "Guess how old I'm going to be next month.""I don't know,
beauty," I said as I slipped on my glasses. "How old?"She smiled and
held up four fingers.It is 7:30 now. My husband and I have been up with her
for almost 8 hours. She still refuses to tell us where she got them.


by with yet another tale...Enjoy & have a great night out there on
your end dear friend...


10/14/2018 09:07:25



awoke to the huge, insect like creatures looming over his bed and
screamed his lungs out. They hastily left the room and he stayed up all
night, shaking and wondering if it had been a dream.The next morning,
there was a tap on the door. Gathering his courage, he opened it to see
one of them gently place a plate filled with fried breakfast on the
floor, then retreat to a safe distance. Bewildered, he accepted the
gift. The creatures chittered excitedly.This happened every day for
weeks. At first he was worried they were fattening him up, but after a
particularly greasy breakfast left him clutching his chest from
heartburn, they were replaced with fresh fruit. As well as cooking, they
poured hot steamy baths for him and even tucked him in when he went to
bed. It was bizarre.One night, he awoke to gunshots and screaming. He
raced downstairs to find a decapitated burglar being devoured by the
insects. He was sickened, but disposed of the remains as best he could.
He knew they had just been protecting him.One morning the creatures
wouldn't let him leave his room. He lay down, confused but trusting as
they ushered him back into bed. Whatever their motives, they weren't
going to hurt him.Hours later a burning pain spread throughout his body.
It felt like his stomach was filled with razor wire. The insects
chittered as he spasmed and moaned. It was only when he felt a terrible
squirming feeling beneath his skin that he realised the insects hadn't
been protecting him. They had been protecting their




by with tale to help get you into the spirit of Halloween dear
friend...Enjoy & have a great day out there on your


10/13/2018 11:42:20






by to say hello friend & wishing you a great day out there on your


10/13/2018 09:05:18

Espero que estes pasando un fantastico fin de semana....Pasalo muy bien si?   Muchos besitos.




10/12/2018 16:01:35


has to go away

I hate it when my
brother Charlie has to go away. My parents constantly
try to explain to me how sick he is. That I am lucky for having a brain
where all the chemicals flow properly to their destinations like
undammed rivers. When I complain about how bored I am without a little
brother to play with, they try to make me feel bad by pointing out that
his boredom likely far surpasses mine, considering his confine to a dark
room in an institution. I always beg for them to give him one last
chance. Of course, they did at first. Charlie has been back home several
times, each shorter in duration than the last. Every time without fail,
it all starts again. The neighbourhood cats with gouged out eyes
showing up in his toy chest, my dad's razors found dropped on the baby
slide in the park across the street, mom's vitamins replaced by bits of
dishwasher tablets. My parents are hesitant now, using "last chances"
sparingly. They say his disorder makes him charming, makes it easy for
him to fake normalcy, and to trick the doctors who care for him into
thinking he is ready for rehabilitation. That I will just have to put up
with my boredom if it means staying safe from him. I hate it when
Charlie has to go away. It makes me have to pretend to be good until he
is back.








you enjoy the tale & are having a great day dear


10/12/2018 11:06:49


The Piggy Back Ride

married couple fought a great deal and finally began talking about
getting a divorce. However, the wife discovered she was pregnant and,
for the sake of the baby, they decided to give the marriage another try.
boy was born and the family had a short period of tranquillity. Before
long the old problems resurfaced and the father and mother were fighting
all the time. One night, when the boy was about 5 years old, the
couple put the boy to bed and then got into an enormous fight. In a fit
of rage, the father put his hands around his wife’s neck and choked the
life out of her. Eventually, when he realised what he had done, he
began to panic. He knew he had to get rid of the body if he wasn’t
going to get caught. He bundled the body into the boot of his car
and drove out of town to a swamp. He took the body from the car, but
rigor mortis had started to set in and it was difficult to carry it. He
slung his wife’s body across his back, as if he were giving her a piggy
back ride, and waded out into the foul-smelling swamp. He let her go and
watched the stiff hands and wretched face recede into the murky swamp
water. The man went home, and got in the shower to clean up, but
he couldn’t get rid of the foul stench of the swamp. The smell made him
sick to his stomach. No matter how hard he scrubbed or how often he
showered, he could not get rid of the smell. It followed him wherever he
went. As the days passed the boy became anxious for his mother
and asked all kinds of question. The father told the boy his mother had
gone to stay with relatives. The smell remained. The man began to
ignore it as much as he could. One day the man noticed his son was
looking at him in a strange way. Every time he approached his son, he
recoiled in horror and would not let him touch him. One day, he walked
into his child’s room as he was playing on the floor. “Son, there seems
to be something bothering you. Is there something you want to say to
me?” “Yes, father.” “Is it about your mother?” “Yes.” “What is it?” “Why
is mommy’s face so pale?” “What do you mean?” “Why do you give her a
piggy-back ride every day?”




by with a tale to start your weekend off with...Enjoy, and have a great
day on your end friend...


10/12/2018 10:56:44

Espero que pases un fin de semana especial y maravilloso!!!  Pasalo bien y disfruta mucho...Mil besos






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