August 16th, 2006

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perfection is my middle name, and whatever rhymes with eloquent




he new week has started with a trip to the Big Apple. We drove all night and hit the GW Bridge at 8am. Lovely. We got our delivery over to JFK and I'm currently waiting to be loaded with my next one, heading for Houston by Friday morning. This is how I like to run. Steve has been progressing nicely and I should have him all finished in under three weeks. I think he's having reservations about it though. After watching me navigate the streets of Queens around JFK this morning, he said "I don't think I could ever do this."

There was a sincerity in his voice that couldn't be ignored. I tried to tell him that it's something that comes with experience, and that as a new driver, his dispatcher would not likely throw him to the proverbial wolves in a place like NYC until he had more experience under his belt, and that if he did, that he was an idiot.

'm nearing the end of my little legs festival, with only two photos to go. While I''ve loved each and every photo I've received, these two edged out all the others as my favorites. One thing that I've found interesting about the whole thing is the variation in presentation. Who knew there were so many different ways to do what was, on the surface, just a simple request; SHOW US YOUR GAMS. The photos began with my own humorous faux glamour shots, to candid, playful, cute, sexy, erotic, and everything in between. Today, we've come full circle. Today I give you the gams of tpbrcombo.

He can rock a skirt like nobody's bidness.