The oil tank is gone; I have a giant pile of mulch; my test hole-in-the-ground remains completely dry, so I think the water table can handle this pond liner thing, despite the poor soil drainage. Theoretically, it's actually going to rain on Saturday, so I'd better get digging. This is slightly complicated by the fact that the bit of lawn I'm digging up has the highest violet-density in the yard, and I've been getting distracted by chopping them out of the sod & moving them elsewhere.
But now, it is time for free-association. It's a meme! Words provided by
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Writing longhand I had a teacher in high school who strongly believed that your cursive was a window into your soul, and made us write things in it. I... remain unconvinced, although I do have to watch my patience if I want my handwriting of any sort to look pretty; if I'm stressed or in a hurry, my hand will cramp up and my writing gets all crabby. For regular occasions, I print or type.
Squid When feeding small squid to sea turtles, be careful to removed the beak (just move the tentacles out of the way & squeeze right behind it) and the pen; the latter may require a small cut at one end to slide it out. For kemps ridleys, chop the body in 1-2 inch segments; the head appears to be particularly tasty. A mid-sized green will happily eat an 8" squid whole.
Housework I did not realize, previous to marrying someone who is capable of not noticing when he drops popcorn on the floor, how much housework I have avoided in my life by not making a mess in the first place. Having finally gotten a vacuum cleaner that I do not hate helps, though.
Blue, [a super intelligent shade of the color] goes with silver, not gold. This one, most people can work out. The corollary, that green goes with gold/copper and not silver is a bit harder to convince the jewelry makers.
The last book you didn't finish reading I'm not actually sure what counts here. I'm still poking at Ned Tillman's Chesapeake Bay book, but I may not make it past the next present tense narration bit. I also have a whole stack of gardening books out from the library that I've skimmed but not read in full. Of the handful of things I actually started reading seriously and took back to the library unfinished, I actually haven't the least idea what the last one was.
Dolls it is possible that I have a thing about inanimate objects, and ones with faces and the ability to pose or make little dioramas is endlessly fascinating. Also there's a certain mystique to the plastic doll commercial packaging that the unpacked doll no longer quite lives up to.
Being social I should probably do more of this. I usually don't for two reasons: first, the leaving-the-house inertia, and second, the problem of where to meet people I'm actually interested in socializing with. Thus far, the master naturalist class looks like a promising place to make connections with more almost-like-local worthy human beings.
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But now, it is time for free-association. It's a meme! Words provided by
Writing longhand I had a teacher in high school who strongly believed that your cursive was a window into your soul, and made us write things in it. I... remain unconvinced, although I do have to watch my patience if I want my handwriting of any sort to look pretty; if I'm stressed or in a hurry, my hand will cramp up and my writing gets all crabby. For regular occasions, I print or type.
Squid When feeding small squid to sea turtles, be careful to removed the beak (just move the tentacles out of the way & squeeze right behind it) and the pen; the latter may require a small cut at one end to slide it out. For kemps ridleys, chop the body in 1-2 inch segments; the head appears to be particularly tasty. A mid-sized green will happily eat an 8" squid whole.
Housework I did not realize, previous to marrying someone who is capable of not noticing when he drops popcorn on the floor, how much housework I have avoided in my life by not making a mess in the first place. Having finally gotten a vacuum cleaner that I do not hate helps, though.
Blue, [a super intelligent shade of the color] goes with silver, not gold. This one, most people can work out. The corollary, that green goes with gold/copper and not silver is a bit harder to convince the jewelry makers.
The last book you didn't finish reading I'm not actually sure what counts here. I'm still poking at Ned Tillman's Chesapeake Bay book, but I may not make it past the next present tense narration bit. I also have a whole stack of gardening books out from the library that I've skimmed but not read in full. Of the handful of things I actually started reading seriously and took back to the library unfinished, I actually haven't the least idea what the last one was.
Dolls it is possible that I have a thing about inanimate objects, and ones with faces and the ability to pose or make little dioramas is endlessly fascinating. Also there's a certain mystique to the plastic doll commercial packaging that the unpacked doll no longer quite lives up to.
Being social I should probably do more of this. I usually don't for two reasons: first, the leaving-the-house inertia, and second, the problem of where to meet people I'm actually interested in socializing with. Thus far, the master naturalist class looks like a promising place to make connections with more almost-like-local worthy human beings.
Xposty from dreamwidth.