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  • Picha Latvia (Private)
    3 years 11 months ago
    Hi Chris!
    Thanks a lot for your comment. That bridge is a railway bridge over the Daugava river in Riga, the capital city of Latvia. In addition it is nicely illuminated during the night...
    Thanks for asking - I am OK. Just waiting for my annual holiday that will start next week.
    I have no special plans for it, except going with my girlfriend to Madonna's concert, which will take place in Tallinn, the capital city of neighbouring country Estonia on 4th August.
    Have a great day!
    Peteris
  • Picha Latvia (Private)
    4 years 4 months ago
    Hi Chris,
    Finaly I managed to put photos from all year 2008 here in fotki. So, you are most welcome to look through them and I would be really glad to see your comments, too.
    Have a great weekend! We have fantastic sunny winter day, I even managed to have a walk and to take some photos...
    Regards,
    Peteris
  • Meauntie United States (Private)
    4 years 4 months ago
    thanks for your comment on one of my photos, one you commented on was the one of the trees that has a row of them and one is standing out. You get it and I am glad, because no one else has.... lol. M>
  • (Anonymously) (Private)
    4 years 6 months ago
    OOh Miss Chris, how the heck are ya? I haven't talked to you in a long time!! I thought I would let you know it's that time of year again to put up your funny kid pic of you as your avatar, so everyone can get a good laugh at ya!!LOL!! Hey see I am the brave one in my sexy mama outfit, and to top it off a goat, LOL!! OOh you like my socks pulled up all the way like that, it's the new trend, hahaha! Ok can't wait to see ya!:)
  • Meauntie United States (Private)
    4 years 6 months ago
    'Twas the night before Christmas and Santa's a wreck...
    How to live in a world that's politically correct?
    His workers no longer would answer to "Elves".
    "Vertically Challenged" they were calling themselves.
    And labour conditions at the North Pole
    were alleged by the union to stifle the soul.

    Four reindeer had vanished, without much propriety,
    Released to the wilds by the Humane Society.
    And equal employment had made it quite clear
    That Santa had better not use just reindeer.
    So Dancer and Donner, Comet and Cupid
    Were replaced with 4 pigs, and you know that looked stupid!

    The runners had been removed from his sleigh;
    The ruts were termed dangerous by the E.P.A.
    And people had started to call for the cops
    When they heard sled noises on their rooftops.
    Second-hand smoke from his pipe had his workers quite frightened.
    His fur trimmed red suit was called "Unenlightened."

    And to show you the strangeness of life's ebbs and flows,
    Rudolf was suing over unauthorised use of his nose
    And had gone on Geraldo, in front of the nation,
    Demanding millions in over-due compensation.
    So, half of the reindeer were gone; and his wife,
    Who suddenly said she'd enough of this life,

    Joined a self-help group, packed, and left in a whiz,
    Demanding from now on her title was Ms.
    And as for the gifts, why, he'd never had a notion
    That making a choice could cause so much commotion.
    Nothing of leather, nothing of fur,
    Which meant nothing for him. And nothing for her.

    Nothing that might be construed to pollute.
    Nothing to aim, Nothing to shoot.
    Nothing that clamoured or made lots of noise.
    Nothing for just girls, or just for the boys.
    Nothing that claimed to be gender specific.
    Nothing that's warlike or non-pacifistic.

    No candy or sweets...they were bad for the tooth.
    Nothing that seemed to embellish a truth.
    And fairy tales, while not yet forbidden,
    Were like Ken and Barbie, better off hidden.
    For they raised the hackles of those psychological
    Who claimed the only good gift was one ecological.

    No baseball, no football...someone could get hurt;
    Besides, playing sports exposed kids to dirt.
    Dolls were said to be sexist, and should be passe;
    And Nintendo would rot your entire brain away.
    So Santa just stood there, dishevelled, perplexed;
    He just could not figure out what to do next.

    He tried to be merry, tried to be gay,
    But you've got to be careful with that word today.
    His sack was quite empty, limp to the ground;
    Nothing fully acceptable was to be found.
    Something special was needed, a gift that he might
    Give to all without angering the left or the right.

    A gift that would satisfy, with no indecision,
    Each group of people, every religion;
    Every ethnicity, every hue,
    Everyone, everywhere...even you.
    So here is that gift, it's price beyond worth...
    May you and your loved ones, enjoy peace on Earth.