Monthly Archives: November 2011

When Kids Fly

I love taking pictures of the clouds and the sky, but this time these clouds are carrying my kids. The plane, and the gracious pilot that volunteered his time had a little something to do with it as well. Hopefully a short and fun flight they will remember.

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Dust in the Web

Saw this web in the corner of a sheep pin at a local farm. Not sure where the inhabitants have gone, but I thought it was cool the way the dust had begun to collect on the silk.

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What is and how did it come about?

What is and how did it come about? Well, it should be said, that it is not currently what it was originally intended to be, but it is slowly getting there. came about when a friend and I were talking about the what a financial sink it was to subscribe to cable television. [...]

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Verrucosa arenata

Supposedly this guy or gal is harmless to humans, but man does it look like that yellow triangle is saying “Don’t screw with me”!? This was my first thought as I unpacked our supplies from a weekend camp out and saw these eight legs wandering out. Someone captured a better image of this beautiful creature [...]

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Some one gets paid real money for this stupid shit.

$0.89, plus it is in a “hand-held bottle”!? Count me in, I’m tired of those feet held and under the arm held bottles.

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  • Almost Random Quote

    One great big festering neon distraction,
    I’ve a suggestion to keep you all occupied.

    Learn to swim.

    Mom’s gonna fix it all soon.
    Mom’s comin’ round to put it back the way it ought to be.

    Learn to swim.

    Fuck L Ron Hubbard and
    Fuck all his clones.
    Fuck all those gun-toting
    Hip gangster wannabes.

    Learn to swim.

    Fuck retro anything.
    Fuck your tattoos.
    Fuck all you junkies and
    Fuck your short memory.

    Learn to swim.

    Fuck smiley glad-hands
    With hidden agendas.
    Fuck these dysfunctional,
    Insecure actresses.

    Learn to swim.

    Cuz I’m praying for rain
    And I’m praying for tidal waves
    I wanna see the ground give way.
    I wanna watch it all go down.
    Mom please flush it all away.
    I wanna watch it go right in and down.
    I wanna watch it go right in.
    Watch you flush it all away.

    Time to bring it down again.
    Don’t just call me pessimist.
    Try and read between the lines.

    I can’t imagine why you wouldn’t
    Welcome any change, my friend.

    I wanna see it all come down.
    suck it down.
    flush it down.
    — Maynard, Tool / ├Žnema