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Yeah, about as high as you can get and still be on the hog.

Sunday starts the daylight savings time.

In Rusty's case, he fires up the barby with the spiders still in it. Some of the ones I've seen down under are as big as blue crabs. I'd ask about the taste but they are all poisonous, so....

Our barby's have a spider incinerator function. The gas runs unlit for ten seconds, then a sparker ignites the fuel.

A nice ball of flame gets rid of everything. Just don't stand too close...
 
Our barby's have a spider incinerator function. The gas runs unlit for ten seconds, then a sparker ignites the fuel.

A nice ball of flame gets rid of everything. Just don't stand too close...

I imagine the cindered spider bits add a little flavor.
 
Yeah, about as high as you can get and still be on the hog.

Sunday starts the daylight savings time.

In Rusty's case, he fires up the barby with the spiders still in it. Some of the ones I've seen down under are as big as blue crabs. I'd ask about the taste but they are all poisonous, so....

I think that's "venomous", not "poisonous", though I suppose they could be both.

Isn't the distinction "If they bite you and you die, they're venomous. If you bite them and you die, they're poisonous?"

I'll admit that there's considerable overlap in size between the larger Australian spiders and crabs, but I'm quite content not to explore their culinary uses.
 
I think that's "venomous", not "poisonous", though I suppose they could be both.

Isn't the distinction "If they bite you and you die, they're venomous. If you bite them and you die, they're poisonous?"

I'll admit that there's considerable overlap in size between the larger Australian spiders and crabs, but I'm quite content not to explore their culinary uses.

Not enough meat on spiders.

Now spider crabs.... Mmmm. Tasty. :D
 
I think that's "venomous", not "poisonous", though I suppose they could be both.

Isn't the distinction "If they bite you and you die, they're venomous. If you bite them and you die, they're poisonous?"

I'll admit that there's considerable overlap in size between the larger Australian spiders and crabs, but I'm quite content not to explore their culinary uses.

I thought 'venom' was injected and 'poison' is ingested.
Oh well, never mind; the results the same - appontment with the crem.

But the transport is late and I need a coffee.
 
Being poisoned with venomous spiders. How very Australian. :D

The Hump Day morning coffee is a little on the early side but I have places to be and people to do.
 
Our barby's have a spider incinerator function. The gas runs unlit for ten seconds, then a sparker ignites the fuel.

A nice ball of flame gets rid of everything. Just don't stand too close...

that would be the eyebrow incinerator function if you stand close?
 
You know how they say "kill your darlings" when it comes to writing?

If you keep overhauling a story draft, is that "give your darlings plastic surgery?"
 
We're supposed to have typical spring weather today; dry winds gusting to 40 mph in the afternoon and areas of blowing dust. The morning should be nice, but it'll be a good afternoon to stay inside.

It's time for my story to transition to the final scene of its penultimate chapter. There should be sex, but writing yet another sex scene (YASS) is a struggle.
 
You know how they say "kill your darlings" when it comes to writing?

If you keep overhauling a story draft, is that "give your darlings plastic surgery?"

What I'm doing to my current sci-fi short story manuscript might more appropriately be described as reconstructive surgery.

I think we go on daylight savings time on Sunday. That will give us enough time to grill in the evening and have dinner at our usual time. I'll take the cover off the grill and scare away the spiders, and we can start grilling again.

Tenderloins added to the shopping list: check. We have massive snow in the forecast, but when the sun comes out, we'll be ready to grill.
 
I've been to all the places. Some twice and I've done all the people worth doing. ;)

Left over ribs and tater salad for a late lunch.

There may be a nap in my near future.
 
Well, I went to the Eye Clinic today and had my right eye tested, measured, and Inspected. The result is as expected; I have a cataract (a fast-growing thing, apparently); I can expect an appointment to have it sorted in the not-too-distant future.
And I saw a digital camera thing with almost astronomical precision.

And it has been raining today !
So, being as it is the end of the day, I need my Tea.
 
Well, I went to the Eye Clinic today and had my right eye tested, measured, and Inspected. The result is as expected; I have a cataract (a fast-growing thing, apparently); I can expect an appointment to have it sorted in the not-too-distant future.
And it has been raining today !
So, being as it is the end of the day, I need my Tea.

Seeming as I’m just finishing my coffee and about to head to work at the other end of the house...

One mug ‘o char coming up!
 
Inuk the newfie puppy discovered this morning why it's a really bad idea to bark at horses and try and run between their legs. He's developed the habit of yanking the bedding off of me when he thinks it's time for me to get up (which I'm gonna break him of real soon...) and thought he was big enough get away with annoying my horse; a hoof in his bottom that rolled him across the manège taught him a life lesson he won't forget in a hurry: don't try your tricks on great big horses, you'll get a hoofprint on your bum.

Will took him down to the vet to get an X-Ray to check him out while I tried to calm my spooked horse, luckily all he got was a bruised ego and a sore bottom, the horses have plastic keeper shoes and I was taking them to the farrier this morning to have them trimmed and re-shod with iron road shoes; if Gaesano had been wearing iron shoes Inuk could have been seriously injured.

He's now suitably chastized and keeping his distance from the stables. All the other dogs are currently giving him that 'I bet you feel real stupid round about now; tried to tell you but Oh No, you hadda...' look, seeing as they've all, at some point in their lives had a hoof lash out at them, and he's creeping around inside the house feeling sorry for himself.
 
Inuk the newfie puppy discovered this morning why it's a really bad idea to bark at horses and try and run between their legs. He's developed the habit of yanking the bedding off of me when he thinks it's time for me to get up (which I'm gonna break him of real soon...) and thought he was big enough get away with annoying my horse; a hoof in his bottom that rolled him across the manège taught him a life lesson he won't forget in a hurry: don't try your tricks on great big horses, you'll get a hoofprint on your bum.

Will took him down to the vet to get an X-Ray to check him out while I tried to calm my spooked horse, luckily all he got was a bruised ego and a sore bottom, the horses have plastic keeper shoes and I was taking them to the farrier this morning to have them trimmed and re-shod with iron road shoes; if Gaesano had been wearing iron shoes Inuk could have been seriously injured.

He's now suitably chastized and keeping his distance from the stables. All the other dogs are currently giving him that 'I bet you feel real stupid round about now; tried to tell you but Oh No, you hadda...' look, seeing as they've all, at some point in their lives had a hoof lash out at them, and he's creeping around inside the house feeling sorry for himself.

but he wins because he gets inside the house?
 
I'm awake early and I don't feel like doing anything else so.... I'll make the morning coffee.

82 and cloudy today. I might just lazy around on the sundeck. I might as well warm up the old bones.
 
but he wins because he gets inside the house?

Silly little bugger's supposed to stay in the house, he's just had his 3-month Hard-pad and Distemper boosters so he's supposed to stay in his puppy-cage, I thought he was, dunno how he got out, no-one's admitting to unlatching his cage, next thing I know he's yapping and spooking my horse, and he got his reward. Horses don't like dogs, they make them nervous, and a nervous horse is a spooked horse, and when he's an 18-hand stallion that can be very dangerous. The other 4 dogs know to keep their distance, now Inuk does too.
 
Well, I went to the Eye Clinic today and had my right eye tested, measured, and Inspected. The result is as expected; I have a cataract (a fast-growing thing, apparently); I can expect an appointment to have it sorted in the not-too-distant future..

I had mine done a year or two back, both eyes about 6 weeks apart. Slight improvement and completely stable since. The main inconvenience was that I had to wear sunnies (sun glasses) every time I went outside for the next 3 months. Not perhaps a problem HP given your weather reports from UK. :)
 
For us here in (most of) America, don't forget that we move our cocks ahead one hour this weekend.
 
Pancakes for breakfast.

Then I have some work in the shop. That small pointy nose wooden boat I bought a while back now has a new owner. I need to do the fiberglass repairs. He lives way back up in an old canal system and wants it for his grandson to fish out of.

He had a small Jon boat but it disappeared several months ago. He had a friend come over and drive some pilings so he could build a small boathouse with a winch type lift. It'll keep the boat out of the water and keep it safe from thieves.
 
Mid-afternoon here, and poor Hubby's been working non-stop with the horses, which is all the more surprising as he doesn't actually like horses; he's a dog-lover, but he got them in the trailer, drove down to the farrier, and helped him re-shoe both horses, so I'm making him buttermilk Funnel-Cakes with raspberry sauce and sugar frosting as a reward, he needs the sugar, manhandling horses isn't for the faint-hearted or out of condition.
 
Mid-afternoon here, and poor Hubby's been working non-stop with the horses, which is all the more surprising as he doesn't actually like horses; he's a dog-lover, but he got them in the trailer, drove down to the farrier, and helped him re-shoe both horses, so I'm making him buttermilk Funnel-Cakes with raspberry sauce and sugar frosting as a reward, he needs the sugar, manhandling horses isn't for the faint-hearted or out of condition.

One of my formative experiences growing up was watching a large-animal vet treating a horse with a twisted bowel. I could almost hear him thinking “16 years of education, and here I am with my arm buried shoulder-deep in a horse’s ass...” :eek:

Any thoughts of a veterinary or even a medical career were put firmly aside and I became an engineer instead.
 
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