I got me some hermit crabs today. 2 of them - Jacques (not named after the crab in finding nemo) and Martin. I had to go to 2 pet stores to get them - the first one I went to was really not very nice. The crabs were kept in a tank with gravel in the bottom (not the best environment for them) and the employees were cleaning the tank out and just tossing the poor little crabs around in there. You're not supposed to do that, their little internal organs can rupture quite ea...
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I'm going to certifably insane by the end of the summer. The madness in this house has already begun, and it's not even June yet. It's my boys. A prime example of sibling rivalry at it's finest. One always has to be better than the other. One always has to be 'top dog', and if it means physically beating the other into submission then so be it. Every evening for the past week they've got into a fist fight. Every evening I've separated them and admonished them for thei...
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I have a new cause. I recently discovered an organization called 'Garden of Angels'. This organization claims the bodies of abandoned infants, names them, and buries them with dignity and respect. They also promote the 'Safe Arms For Newborns' bill to try and diminish the number of discarded babies. What a beautiful, meaningful thing. Even though no-on eloved those babies in life, these people are loving them in death....giving them an identity, a name....some dig...
Still no word on where we're going next. We filled out a 'dream sheet' of all the places we'd like to go to...looked at the map and chose places that were within a 12 hour drive of Lonesome's hometown. We want to get closer to family..and if we can't be with mine, we'll be with his. In no particular order, we chose: Scott AFB, Illinois Vance AFB, Oklahoma McConnell AFB, Kansas Maxwell AFB, Alabama Wright-Patterson AFB, Ohio and finally, Columbus AFB Mis...
I made a will. In it I specificed what I want done with me after I die. I'm going to be cremated. I had wanted to go back to the earth from which I came. I wanted to be buried in a cardboard box, unembalmed, and be left to decay, become worm/plant food and thereby rejoin the food chain. That's not going to be possible. Most states have laws against such things. If you're not buried within 24 hours of death, you have to be embalmed. If you're going to be...
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We got denied again. We can't go to England. We don't know where we're going now. We don't know if Dave's going to get extended in Greenland...we just don't know much about anything, except that we're not going to England. I don't know what to say, what to think, what to feel. I don't know how to react. The rug just got pulled out from under me and everything is all upside down and turned around now.
I'm reading this book called 'Roll Your Own'. It's a how-to book about hippie-style bus living. You know the deal - you buy an old school bus, VW van or whatever, convert it into a habitat and trail all over the country in it. It has advice on every aspect of living on the road...from how to build a chemical toilet to ideas for decorating your place of abode. At the end of the book there's some quotes from bus and van dwellers, 'professional hippies' as I like to c...
I want to be a neo-hippie when I retire from working life. I want to have a trailer on a plot of land, a few miles away from anywhere and out of sight from the neighbors. A trailer, not a house, so that if Dave and I decide to move we don't have to worry about putting our house on the market, we just have to worry about the cost of transporting our home to wherever we want to go next. A trailer on some land with a water well. I want to cultivate a vegetable garden, ...
I married a snorer. I didn't know he was a snorer until after we had been hitched for a couple of years. It started with the occasional grunt and rasp when he was having a particularly restless night and progressed over the years to full-blown log-sawing every night. At first I thought it was because he was sleeping on his back. So, when he was really loud, I'd poke him. "Whhhaaaatttt???" he'd say in a still-asleep-why-the-fuck-did-you-jab-me-in-the-ribs-whine. "You'...
I read an article in a British newspaper this morning about a new Lingerie Football League. (there's a couple of nice pictures in that article....) Link Apparently lovely ladies have signed up not for the traditional role of cheerleaders, but as players. They don't wear the traditional pads and spandex, they wear bras and garter belts instead. I'm not a dude, but it would seem to me that this is the best of both worlds for guys.
The relatives of the Iraqi POW's at Abu Ghraib have stated that those American soldiers involved should be tried under Iraqi law and put to death for their crimes. “This court will not bring justice, it’s nonsense. They should be tried by the Iraqis. According to Islamic law, they should be executed.” said Sharhabil Abdul-Rahman, brother of a POW housed at Abu Ghraib (and a former detainee himself). Of course the Iraqi people are calling for blood. Of course they see American Justice...