tell me about it.

Statues are made like shit. There is no structure on the inside. Maybe a piece of angle iron to hold the head on.

It is a good fucking thing artists do not sculpt bridges.
 
Statues are made like shit. There is no structure on the inside. Maybe a piece of angle iron to hold the head on.

It is a good fucking thing artists do not sculpt bridges.

this is true. many of today's artists lack the proper mathematical skills to construct a decent bridge. this is also why bridges require teams of people to construct. people be knocking heads off statues today like the catholic church knocked off the cocks all those years ago. some things are just offensive.
 
Saddam took quite the effort to topple.

The shoeing that followed was excessive.
 
My great grandfather hired out on the railroad when he was 12. By the end of his career he designed and built large railroad bridges. He only attended a few years of primary school.

The trait was not passed down.
 
Lots of wanna be backyard gardeners this year. I wish them success
 
Saddam took quite the effort to topple.

The shoeing that followed was excessive.

mechanics. they could have had it down in 5, but where's the mechanics of politics in that? half of the toppling is in the show.

i am saving my shoes for pence. fucker needs some shoes.

My great grandfather hired out on the railroad when he was 12. By the end of his career he designed and built large railroad bridges. He only attended a few years of primary school.

The trait was not passed down.

i love some good rail road bridges. we had a thread around here once. when someone can line up the lines, make it structurally sound and beautiful. appreciation.


i don't know who you are, bnb alt, but i agree. more kitty massages are needed.
 
Lots of wanna be backyard gardeners this year. I wish them success

we had to move the garden to the front yard due to the dogs.

home gardens are where it's at. the scarcity of seeds online has surprised me.
 
Too many important events being postponed until next year. Do we even know if things will be “back to normal” next year?
 
Too many important events being postponed until next year. Do we even know if things will be “back to normal” next year?

I am hoping by next summer, but who knows. normal changes, love lives on.
 
crazy shit out there.

tell me about it.

i came of age in the 60's. protest was a way of life. for the past too many years i've been saying, "why don't those little shits go out and raise some hell?" now they are. i hope to hell they keep it up. up against the wall, motherfuckers.
 
i came of age in the 60's. protest was a way of life. for the past too many years i've been saying, "why don't those little shits go out and raise some hell?" now they are. i hope to hell they keep it up. up against the wall, motherfuckers.

baking soda in your bottle of water cleans the eyes.

little shits need lessons in personal safety. i hope their voices fly high and change the atmosphere. we need a good dose of shock in the waters.
 
Some relationships are definitely not going to make it.
 
Southbound Seward Highway traffic is stopped and backed through the middle of Potter Marsh. Cars are stacking.
 
Met a guy at a gas station at 3:00am the other night. I was topping off my radiator with essentially an eyedropper and he came over, "Uh, hey..."

I was expecting a hard luck story. Where and when I am out and about I see a lot of down and out.

Either he saw me give him "the look" or he really was just going to ask me if the gas station is closed or is the guy just on a break.

A fire truck had cruised through shortly before then with lights but no siren said cut through shortly before this guy. He and I got the talking the way I do when people aren't actual pan handlers, and it turns out he was sleeping in the Walmart parking lot nearby and saw blue and red lights and thought it was the cops going to roust him so he scooted it over the gas station where he figured he would be less likely to be hassled if that was their intent. He thought that the lights were flashed at him just to tell him to move along; he hadn't seen the type of vehicle.

Turns out, recently divorced, no money for two households, he's sleepin' rough to make ends meet. Didn't seem bitter, just resigned but forward looking. He offered me a Coke. As we talked he drank the remains of a melted container of ice cream.

We talked quite a while and he expressed his gratitude for having a conversation. He hadn't had occasion to have one with anyone in quite sometime. I hope he is now emboldened to reach out more.

Make me think about how many people out there who are quietly isolated. Even ones that aren't apparently homeless.

Tonight, a client seemed similarly chatty. Because, as you all know, I'm extremely verbal, most conversations with me tend to end up fairly extended so I generally excuse myself early because I never know whether I'm talkin someone's ear off or whether they're fully engaged. Remembering the other guy I resisted the urge to worry about whether I was or wasn't taking up his time and just let the conversation play out and again this other guy expressed appreciation for having somebody to talk to.

I think there's a lot of people out there missing human contact. You never know what the other person's situation is like. I've been quite unquote essential and I've also been exempt from curfew so I haven't been stuck anywhere that I wouldn't normally be where doing anything different than what I choose to do so I haven't personally experienced it but I think there's a lot of it.
 
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