I'm usless at captions, it's just not my strength, but it's a great photo!
Jackie Gleason and Paul Newman: "eat your heart out!"
oh you Hustler you! :o)
I always love this photo, Naomi!
I will think about a caption to this picture...
I come back soon.
"My ash is longer than yours."
Hmm, not good at captions either, but I'll try: "Watch and learnspmething, boys!"
I liked this picture the first time I saw it not so long ago.
(I´m translating from Spanish so wait a little ... and let me think how to say this in English ...)
I liked this picture because what I was seeing was a Strong woman and, as I was feeling weak and unprotected, I guess that unconsciously (or very consciously ... Ha!) what I wanted was to ... go with you! and stay there for a while, while Healing my wounds.
Take that, Fast Eddie!
"I've got the balls if you've got the time!" ;)
On second thought...it should read:
"If you've got the time, I've got the balls!" (Yeah, that's better!) ;)
It's a great picture! Caption: "Absofuckinglutely!"
"Let me show you how it's done."
"Stand back. Watch. Learn."
Sorry Naomi, I'm not good with captions!
I have always liked that photo, but I can't come up with a caption - it's too late! LOL
We saw part of an old western movie today with Earl Holliman, who was getting killed by Kirk Douglas. Carolyn Jones was in it, and Anthony Quinn, too.
The woman in red walked slowly past the mostly drunken men in their smoke drenched shirts. They turn to look at her, wondering if she would take a drink offer.
Before they could ask, she spoke in a low, raspy voice that implied it would take no prisoners, "Bourbon, Boys, no ice."
Then she sashayed up to a pool table and extended her arm. Four sweaty men raced to grab a pool cue for her. "Rack 'em up fellas," she commanded as she inserted a cigarette in her ivory, theatre length holder. A tall, dark wavy-haired man in a pin-striped suit reached out his silver Lamborghini lighter and flipped it open, "Allow me."
She shook back her head, and spoke with one breath, "Only if you rack 'em up and play me."
Fifteen minutes later she said softly, while concentrating with the squint of an eye, "8 ball in corner." The ball sailed in smooth as silk. She let the ashes fall with a flick of her wrist and reached for her glass of bourbon, drinking her fill, handing the empty glass to the grinning pin strip. "Never underestimate what a woman can do with your balls," she said with just a hint of a smile.
With that she turned and disappeared into the steamy Manhattan night.
I got caught up on your posts, and I really enjoyed reading about your Christmas celebration with Betty and family and friends, as well as all the great fun at the New Year's Eve party. What mouth watering food!!! I feel privileged to have tasted Will's "secret" lemon cake, and I can vouch that it is divine!
I received your photo calendar today. Thank You SO much! What a gorgeous gift!!!! The floral theme made for an outstanding calendar, and I am so appreciative to have received it. The photos are splendid!
I'm trying to come up with a caption for your photo. How about a poem?
Naomi playing pool,
The Lady, she is cool,
But Miss Caryl is no fool;
She's given up the smokes,
And hopes that other folks,
Know that "cool" smoking is a hoax;
Naomi now prefers chocolate.
Love and Care to you, Naomi!!
"Minnesota Fats has nothing on me."
Loved your last post! And that wasn't cabbage on top of that crazy cookie jar, just the carrot tops, like when you first pull them out of the ground. That game sounds so fun and the gifts looked fun, but I bet the best part was standing on your deck at midnight. Now that really sounds fun.
Why did i take that photo?
I'm not sure, something to do with the light on your hair, or the curve of your lip?
But I'm sorry that i used a flash, it messed up your concentration and you missed the shot.
For a moment i thought you were going to get angry but then you laughed and i took your photo again.
Was i pushy?
I hope not?
Did you mind?
You said not?
Do you remember?
I just love your profile picture since the first time I saw it. It's candid and you´re absolutely stunning especially with that dress.
My caption is:
Fabulous meets billiard.
"Son of a bitch better have my hundred on him. I don't want to ruin another cue stick on some dumb ass' head."
"Pffft, it's not like that anymore, honey. Since Vatican II, things have really changed here at The Order Of Saint Ursula!"
I love this picture!
What makes this picture so interesting is everything that you do not see. There is this foxy lady getting ready for her shot at the eight ball but at the same time she is looking away from the table. She is looking at something or even better some one like a cat would keep her eye on a canary.
It has the feel of an 20th Century Private Eye Flick and this lady is not the damsel in distress. On the contrary, she is the fox that would get the PI into a lot of trouble and then asks him if he had a blast trying to stay alive.
Yes, this lady goes by her own set of rules: she knows what she wants and to get there is the fun. She kicks ass and, oh yea poor men, it takes someone really special to “tame” this Belle of the Ball.
I Imagine this picture is taken at the point in the story where she sees the PI walking in. Normally she would not be distracted at all but there is something about this man…
At first sight I thought:
That woman has the eye for quality and perfection.
The white stick she has in her mouth is only for distraction and to pull competitors way back in their minds.
Even though you did stop smoking decades ago. This Photo seems to have been taken yesterday;)
btw. I havre tagged you - hereby warned
Diane J Standiford,
(your story is good! I liked it! Damn!... You even made me laugh! BUT, what the hell are you doing? Do you want to steal me the prize?!
hmmm I'm not very good at this either, but how about:
"Let me show you how it's done, kiddo"
love the pic of course
No story from me but I've loved reading everyone else's. And that is a great photo of you. You look like one tough chick!
Keep a straight cue - an eye on the ball and - drat the smoke gets in my eyes.
Naomi, I also like this photo, it gives me this impression, that the woman in this pic, is someone not to be messed with. Even though the cig, is a prop at this point, most likely at some point it was a necessary part of you. And eludes a certain defiance, to any number of things
So here is my thought.
"Do you really think so boys"( N am not good at this.) Am still struggling with those nasty things, am really trying, considering my medical history. But they are an evil, that have become a life long crutch. Am very glad you were able to rid your self of them. Somthing in my eyes not easy to do. Pat from NY.
P.S. I enjoyed the stories of others think that Jamie Dawn's poem it the mark.
Pat from NY
My offer of a caption is:
"Damn, I'm good!"
assuming AFTER the shot.
Love that photo.
I adore that shot!!
I see you on the set of 'Color of Money' and Newman and Cruise are being tutored while Marty sits on a stool in the corner, he's on the phone to DeNiro telling him he has just met the sexiest woman alive.
I have always liked that picture that you use also. I am no good at captions but it seems to me to say a lot about a woman who has fun and knows how to keep her eye on the ball.
My caption is, "Three kinds of game... pool, sexy and ash confidence!" :)
I loved reading all these comments! I think Diane J.'s is best! She must be a writer! Jamie Dawn did good too! I'm not good at this sort of thing....unfortunately!
Hi dear Naomi,
I'm not good at caption thing... Lol! Sorry!
There was a Lady from Hollywood
Whose pool playing came to no good.
The ball missed the pocket
And took off like a rocket
And bounced off a chaps middle wood.
He clutched at his groin and exclaim'd
"That Lady has caused me much pain!"
I bet on that pocket
But she went a sock'd it
To me. And he limped off in disdain.
I'm sorry it's a little naughty but then limericks are meant to be aren't they? ;-) I'm probably too late for the competition but thought you might enjoy my effort anyway :)
Who said I was a nice Jewish Girl?
"Come on, girl" -she said, while letting the smoke of her cigarette out of her mouth- "Have you make your bagagge? I´m going to take you out of here"
"I did", -said the girl, exhausted after the battle. "Is there room in the car for my Great Dane. You know I can´t leave him here"
"Yeah ... I have an SUV with four-wheel drive, ideal for driving on the run in rugged terrain"
Hmm ... -said the girl suddenly less exhausted, while standing up and bringing her things into the trunk-
(to be continued?)
This is my shot,don't be an ash and make me look bad.
Move aside, boys! I'm smoking'!!!
Name: OldOldLady Of The Hills
Location: Los Angeles, California