Just thought it was time for another supportive post.
Eagle pondering that an alternative solution would be genetically engineer people to have bulletproof skin, but realizing that such an approach would require funding research scientists, so it won’t happen either.
After you get into a fight with your shadow.
Sometimes I feel this way about America too.
The algae delivery and dispersal system appears to be functional.
When it gets really hot, the tigers melt.
I was going to make a joke about how wobblies glow white in the sun when viewed in infrared, but that’s not true. This is an albino.
Even in infrared, geese are not evenly distributed
Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests;
I bear a charmed life, which must not yield,
To one of woman born.
There were once seven dwarf crocodiles. Strangely, they are missing along with that one leucistic alligator that was living with the.
The komodo dragon uses it’s tongue like a bookmark, so it knows where it left off eating.
Do not accept a friend request from this shark. He’s a slacker.
There’s one thing sadder than the carnival on the road to Bayamon.
One of the newer lenses I recently acquired is a super macro. It’s a bit hard to use, but it does give me 4x the “close-up-ness” of any previous lens.
This is a flower petal.
But up to the mountains!
This is not hunters’ language: he that strikes
The venison first shall be the lord o’ the feast;
To him the other two shall minister;
And we will fear no poison, which attends
In place of greater state. I’ll meet you in the valleys.
This takin has been reading summaries of the current US legislative sessions and fell into a coma.
This takin is now dreaming about a massive 535 person game of Flux.
This caribou just wants to test that synchronization between Dreamwidth and LiveJournal is functional.
Caribou have moderate desires.
David Bowie, Carrie Fisher, Alan Rickman, Harper Lee, Prince, Umberto Eco, Gene Wilder, Patty Duke, Afeni Shakur Davis, Edward Albee, Leonard Cohen, Sharon Jones, John Glenn, George Michael, Debbie Reynolds.
Many are talking about how 2016 diminished us all, taking away those we loved and admired, leaving behind little but uncertainty and fear.
Or perhaps now there’s more room for others to fly.
At last it rains, and busy winds give o’er:
Then son and father weep with equal strife
Who should weep most, for daughter or for wife.
By this we gather
You have tripp’d since.