Talk about your day thread

[wease]

Going in to see Ever After Happy. The youngest Weaseling’s and a friend were going to see it. So we dropped them off at the theater and a minute later we get a call that one of us will have to watch it with them because it’s rated R. Since Mrs Wease was still in pajamas and hasn’t cleaned up yet, guess who gets to?

[Norah]

kids can't sneak into r rated movies these days?

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[dad]

kids can't sneak into r rated movies these days?

Imagine that kids these days will never know the thrill of finding an intact Hustler out in the wild

the good old days.

[wease]

My god that was terrible.

[Ms Harmless]

I lost a pet mantis today, Bamboo / BamBam; he'd been deteriorating all week and finally died this morning

[epilogue]

I lost a pet mantis today, Bamboo / BamBam; he'd been deteriorating all week and finally died this morning

Ugh. So sorry to hear. That sucks.

[Ms Harmless]

I lost a pet mantis today, Bamboo / BamBam; he'd been deteriorating all week and finally died this morning

Ugh. So sorry to hear. That sucks.

surprisingly heartbreaking, the connection you get to these is like any other pet

[epilogue]

I lost a pet mantis today, Bamboo / BamBam; he'd been deteriorating all week and finally died this morning

Ugh. So sorry to hear. That sucks.

surprisingly heartbreaking, the connection you get to these is like any other pet

I believe it. Pets are the best. It's never easy to let them go, regardless of cirumstance. Take care of yourself.

[Ello Sailor]

Going in to see Ever After Happy. The youngest Weaseling’s and a friend were going to see it. So we dropped them off at the theater and a minute later we get a call that one of us will have to watch it with them because it’s rated R. Since Mrs Wease was still in pajamas and hasn’t cleaned up yet, guess who gets to?

I thought the play would be "we got a call that one of us will have to go back to collect them up because it's Rated R". You're a good dad. That movie looks absolutely horrendous.

[96583UP]

i love praying mantises

sorry for your loss

there must be a nest on the side of my house i have seen like 7 of them this year

little babies

please eat my mosquitos!

[knee tunes]

Last night I went to a party at my cousin's house in town. And she's been having these parties like for girls nights out for a while now but I've never been able to attend until last night.

So I look in her shed and she's she has these bikes and I was like hey! I need a bike so today her and her husband brought over both her and her husband's bikes for me to have.

Well I don't want them. First off. Neither of them have tubes or tires. They have tires but they can't blow them up because there's like no tubes or the disconnect it and all that shit.

so I called her and I was going to tell her that hey! I can't use these bikes.

That's a good line right?

I mean, I don't want to sound ungrateful, because I'm actually not. But I just know don't need the extra work either

[knee tunes]

Numbers up, is your big fire going to be near the line of dumpsters? I'm trying to gather coordinates

[bart]

Don’t let your cousin unload her garbage bikes on you

[wease]

Going in to see Ever After Happy. The youngest Weaseling’s and a friend were going to see it. So we dropped them off at the theater and a minute later we get a call that one of us will have to watch it with them because it’s rated R. Since Mrs Wease was still in pajamas and hasn’t cleaned up yet, guess who gets to?

I thought the play would be "we got a call that one of us will have to go back to collect them up because it's Rated R". You're a good dad. That movie looks absolutely horrendous.

Apparently I slept thru quite a bit of it. What I did see astounded me with how horrible it was. And it seems to be the fourth in a series.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[96583UP]

but focused on rattlesnakes

[96583UP]

Numbers up, is your big fire going to be near the line of dumpsters? I'm trying to gather coordinates

look for the guy taking whippets and wearing a DC shoes hat

[Ms Harmless]

i love praying mantises

sorry for your loss

there must be a nest on the side of my house i have seen like 7 of them this year

little babies

please eat my mosquitos!

awesome, I love them too

[Anders]

Just watching my daughter, and relaxing at home. Had a very busy week, and love a calm Sunday. Wife is at work.