Temperature
Heard this as I was ignoring a Verizon commercial and I loved it. Took a whole day to find out what the hell it was, but I’m glad I did.
Funny quiz, and perhaps not all that far from accurate. 😆
Humans have 46 chromosomes, peas have 14 and crayfish have 200.
I like this. Makes it seem like we’re more highly evolved than peas, but less than crayfish. I know a great number of people who fit that description. 😉
If I have to look at one more tank decorated (and I do use the term loosely) with a sunken ship, “Roman ruins”, anything that bubbles except an airstone or wand, or eye-shattering coloured gravel, I’m going to fucking VOMIT. No, I’m not going to tell you, “Oh, what a lovely tank” because….are you listening? It would be a lie. It would be a lie because IT ISN’T LOVELY, IT LOOKS LIKE AN AQUATIC TRAILER PARK. Jeezus, the fish that have to live there are probably inspired to evolve legs just so they can crawl out.
I didn’t get to go ‘sploring when we went to play golf yesterday, but I did some today. I didn’t play at all today; P did and I just tramped around in the woods, looking at stuff. We did go to the wetland bit of the park first, and I scrounged around the edges of the ponds, looking for crawlies. Found lots–and lots of frogs–but not the elusive leech. I had a good time and so did P, but I’d forgot to put fresh batteries in the camera, so I had to “budget” my pictures, and I also forgot….water. Stupid thing to forget when it’s 80-plus and you’re stomping about in the woods for four hours. The course is really something, too–some paths looked more like they belonged on Parris Island than on a disc golf course!
Feckin’ frogs EVERYWHERE. This one just stayed there and stared at me. If I hadn’t seen a slight movement of his eye, I would’ve thought he was dead.
This one startled me half to death. I was leaning over to get the first guy, happened to look down and there was another. The other pond didn’t seem to have so many, but this one was Frawg Heaven!
Damn near stepped on this poor li’l toad–had to look twice to see him even after he jumped the first time.
Me, unkinking my Rice Krispies knees after squatting down to rummage through dead leaves in search of creepy critters.
Cute li’l bicolour violet. The ones around it were all purple, but this one dared to be different.
Telephoto shot. Why? Well, because that’s how the paparazzi shoots the celebrities, such as this world famous professional golfer. This park is very, very green.
Eighteenth hole….FINALLY. I was hot, sticky, thirsty, and REALLY beginning to hate wearing shoes. P was sunburnt, hot, sticky and thirsty, but determined to have fun! 🙂
Big, freaky tree. I wonder how long this old guy’s been around?
Anyway, great day, and so was yesterday in spite of the fact that I suck VERY badly at disc golf and I still haven’t found a leech (or finished the article–we mowed the lawn yesterday after we got home so I didn’t have time).
Today, I am going to….play frisbee golf. Notwithstanding the fact that I have never played golf and don’t even know the rules, and that the last time I tossed a frisbee was when one might have heard “T-Bird is coming at you!” on the television in the background, I’m going to play frisbee golf. Incidentally, if you’re not old enough to remember the white plastic frisbee-looking thing with the handle in the middle, called the T-bird and advertised to hell and back in the 70s, then STFU because I hate you. I’ve also got the dubious honour of playing with the world’s most competitive man. He swears he’s not, but he is. I know–I’ve played Trivial Pursuit and Scrabble with him, and if we both play the same computer game, he always asks my score. His opponent, however (me), is about the most un-competitive, “who gives a shit it’s only a time-filling distraction” on the face of the planet. This should be interesting. Maybe fun and I’ll give it a go, but definitely interesting.
I’m also going critter hunting at the pond in hopes of finding a nice, fat leech for a photo session to put into the article I still haven’t finished. I told Boss I’d do it this week, but just haven’t been all that inspired. The tone needs to be just right; I don’t want it too informal and real information needs to be there, but at the same time, I want people to make friends with tank critters instead of seeing them and thinking, “DESTROY!”, so it can’t be too dry and scientific (because that’ll mean glazed eyes on 90% of the readers). We’ll see how that works out.
Chuck it out the fucking window.
Grand word–should be used (and done) much more often. 🙂
There ought to be a “boring shite” filter so I don’t have to sort through Japanese pop crap, videos of someone’s stupid cat or their homely little snot-nosed brats, or some preteen shaking her baby fat in front of the webcam to find something interesting. Do I give a fuck if you think your cat did something funny? No, I hate your cat, and you, too, for wasting my time, bandwidth and screen real estate to load the thumbnail. Do I want to see your teeny bopper impression of OMGJennifer/OMGAshlee/whatever manufactured, over-hyped, under-talented cookie cutter pop diva you’re supposed to be? Not interested in the least, and neither is anyone else, so why are you wasting perfectly good online storage space? Love the 80s commercials and I’d forgot how strange was the video for Whip It, though. If you’ve got the patience to go through the junk, there’s some cool stuff.
It’s 75F, sunny, the trees are green now, and I hear a lawnmower in the distance. There’s a white-throated sparrow outside my window, just siiiingin’ his little heart out. It won’t last long and it’ll be hotter than hell in no time flat, but I wish I didn’t have to do water changes (or anything else) today because I’d love to just sit and listen to that happy little sparrow.
Bonnie Belle Schottische
I woke up with this in my head (dunno what I was dreaming, but I dimly recall something about dimples?) and it’ll never get out if I don’t play it. Pretty, though.
That little red claw crab is cute, but the damned thing’s going to water change me to death before I ever get his bacteria used to the brackish water!