I do have an etsy account, but not a lot on it in an attempt to make some money, https://www.etsy.com/shop/UncleChuckieCrafts For the moment I'm kind of having to restart my life, so I have knitted ray cat toys to help purchase materials to make more things. So until I start making at least a little bit, I'm kind of stuck with these for the moment. Unfortunately am in a lot of pain, and kind of homeless. So won't be able to afford much else until at least two items sell.
You know, I never would have thought in a million years Republicans would be hell bent on advocating for electric vehicles,
The only flying machine (Besides the NCC-1701) that I will turn into a child and run outside to see. Osprey comes awfully close, though, but only ever seen one of those...and it was awesome.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naked_mole-rat#Roles Nope, but non-breeding females can become breed-able. Also, they are eusocial, like termites and ants.
Aren't these the same mammal species that can change their gender?
The really frightening thing is, I could easily see people who don't want to use them as being ostracized.
Yep! At 52, and trying college...But holy halibuts is it bloody hard. Like a looooooooooot harder than if I was even 20% more healthier than I am now. Oof! Good luck, dude, or dudette.
My Girl was the first. However, in a strange bloody twist, after the emotional trauma from my ex-wife set in hard, now I can barely watch anything without almost bawling. O_o. I have to stay far far faaar away from t.v.'s and movies. Hell, even short vids on youtube are bloody hard. Stupid brain. I'm finally free from that nightmare...Let me live...LET ME LIVE...Eh, I don't like t.v. anyway. So not a big miss.
Hmm! I wonder if this is why I delivered a third large box of tp to a house today, O_o. I thought they may have ran a hotel or were expecting hundreds of family for a weekend in a one bath small house.
Those are some well fed kitties. Else they'd be some well fed kitties.
I just realized how silly that sounds, "You could strike up a conversation with people anywhere in the world"....But by Odin's unbraided beard, it was different then...I can't explain why, heh.
Microsoft groups/chat, Yahoo groups/chat, Friend Finder...Hell, even our little itty bitty city had an HTML based chat. God, you could strike up a conversation with people anywhere in the world. Hell, I even struck up a chat with a Chinese spammer back around 2004, heh. God I miss it, heh.
Anyone else's family call this kind of sausage horsecock? I still do, heh.
I love the open roads through Kansas, Texas. Hell, even Oklahoma. Nebraska along I-80, on the other hand, that one was awfully boring for me. Don't know why, but it was. Never got the chance to go along Northern Nebraska, though, and can't drive safely reliably any more. So probably never will, :'(.
My tiny slow cooker is one of the things I made absolutely sure to nab before I left my hateful ex last year, heh. Believe me, I use that quite often. Just wish I kept the big one, as I miss roasting a whole chicken. What the hell? Why didn't I think of it til now, yeesh! I can roast a couple of chicken breasts or four thighs in the little one. Oh for pete's sake. Grr! Well, thanks for jogging that neuron, heh.
I know I can. Just everything has been so hectic the past year (divorce from a hateful wife, homeless for a few months, deaths of 3 kids under the age of 35, and 3 kids under the age of 10, sleeping issues, and one company causing problems, and so much more). It's finally getting better, but I have had a few setbacks the past two weeks, that I should be done with. Aaaaand now I've jinxed it, heh.
The NSAID issues I have really make working a schedule bloody difficult. Plus, the same issues makes it where I have to be careful what I eat. So money goes first to food and bills. Then towards things to keep me working. Then to things to help me function. Any extra money I get goes to the hospital/doctor as I'll head there immediately.
Multiple chronic pains, cooking every single meal really really really hurts like hell. Else, nary a problem at all.
Because I can use the beans for different things. Also, I didn't want to make this much. Just enough for two meals, but I had already frozen the meat in too large of chunks. So I'll have to freeze the left overs, unless I eat it all in a couple of days (Which is very likely).
Strange! I can't even find references to the common ones. That's really weird. They were everywhere.
Anyway, the closest I can find is Bothriocyrtum californicum, but it doesn't seem like it at the same time. Definitely wasn't a trap door on her hole. Oof! Had my uncle not squashed her, I might have kept her long enough to remember more details. My family didn't like that I was curious, heh.
Nope! It was smooth like the normal burrowing spiders, just larger. The hole was deeper, too. The largest that are common, are about 2 inches, or a little smaller. I've dug up so many of those when I was little, O_o.
However, we did have a year that there were an abundance of Carolina wolf spiders. Those were pretty neat, when they weren't in the house, HAH!
I'd like to know what kind of burrowing spider I found on my uncle's farm back around 95. Bloody huge compared to anything I had ever seen in Western Kansas. About three to four inches long (Not sure the exact measurements as it was a long time ago), but definitely much much larger than any that I've seen before and since. Plus, around 2004, my ex's kids found a huge yellow-black orb weaver about 5 to six inches across still in SouthWest Kansas, too. I wish we had digital cameras back then, heh.
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Good luck. I'm changing case workers and will miss mine. She was so easy going and nice, and the next one, eh, seems a little less out going. So will be an interesting transition. Welp, going to try to perk her up when I first meet her as I made a skirt a few days ago, so going to make a hell of a first impression, HAH! An old man in a matching hawaiian like shirt and skirt, heh.
A cute little headache, heh. (A Tzotzil maya word for raodrunner is k'uxul jol, which translates to headache).
Well, that made me tear up. A little over a year divorced, and I'm happier than I have been in 25 years...barely eking out a living. O_o.
I think you could find black ones...But, probably only because of the A-Team.
Cars, too. However, they wouldn't survive a pickup running over it. I was a very very curious little thing, early 80's, and put a metal van (About the same size as this dump truck) I had under the wheel of my dad's truck. Although the memory is hazy, I can still see most of that flattened car-cass, heh.
Now cleaning out a litter box, that would be a good use for a transporter, heh!
Done that lots of times, heh. Even a couple of times without trying, O_o. The worst one, a vehicle was trying to pass another car, and I just clenched my butt cheeks, slowed my vehicle, and calmly told my...erm, my ex's son "This is all you can do", to which I had one car pass me on the right and another pass me on the left. o_O.