Red Mosquito

Carl Sandburg wrote: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.

Carl Sandburg wrote: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.

tragabigzanda wrote:

Ello Sailor wrote:Bunch of shark sightings in the area. 90% sure they're just bronze whalers

you sure that's not just rangi

wease wrote:

spike wrote:

wease wrote:Had to get up at 5:00 so I could start checking the weather and see if I was going to need to close any of my centers. Closed one, I had one that I closed last night because everyone had already called out. So that left me with three open. I closed them by 10:00. Have spent the rest of the day on paperwork and scheduling stuff. Will be up early again tomorrow to try and determine if we’ll be open. I absolutely fucking HATE this time of year.

An entire center’s staff called off because of weather?

Oh yes, indeed. It WAS only 4 people, tho.

Ello Sailor wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:

Ello Sailor wrote:Bunch of shark sightings in the area. 90% sure they're just bronze whalers

you sure that's not just rangi

Beautiful tan, whale-sized dong.

Rangi, stop spooking the swimmers pls.

Rangi Guy wrote:

dimejinky99 wrote:

spike wrote:

dimejinky99 wrote:Deleting my fb and instagram etc so if you follow us on there dm with an email or number to stay in touch.
WhatsApp is under review. Zuckerberg hasn’t fucked with that yet but if and when he does that’ll be deleted too.
Just throwing it out there.

got his ass

More about saving my own from the constant doom n gloom but well played

Over the Christmas/New year break I stopped looking at Twitter, and honestly best thing I've done in a while. This is now my social media

spike wrote:

wease wrote:

spike wrote:

wease wrote:Had to get up at 5:00 so I could start checking the weather and see if I was going to need to close any of my centers. Closed one, I had one that I closed last night because everyone had already called out. So that left me with three open. I closed them by 10:00. Have spent the rest of the day on paperwork and scheduling stuff. Will be up early again tomorrow to try and determine if we’ll be open. I absolutely fucking HATE this time of year.

An entire center’s staff called off because of weather?

Oh yes, indeed. It WAS only 4 people, tho.

How much snow’s on the ground?

VinylGuy wrote:just woke up. Im about to have my morning coffee and listen to more from "that stuff". Ill go to the pool later and probably stay there for a while.

dimejinky99 wrote:

VinylGuy wrote:just woke up. Im about to have my morning coffee and listen to more from "that stuff". Ill go to the pool later and probably stay there for a while.

What’s the weather like ?

VinylGuy wrote:

dimejinky99 wrote:

VinylGuy wrote:just woke up. Im about to have my morning coffee and listen to more from "that stuff". Ill go to the pool later and probably stay there for a while.

What’s the weather like ?

Its very hot, but its been a very pleasant summer so far, not the humid and impossible January we are used to. Its maybe 30 degrees, maybe 32 and it gets kinda chill at night sometimes.

Hopefully this will be the case for the rest of the month at least, but i doubt it.

wease wrote:

VinylGuy wrote:

dimejinky99 wrote:

VinylGuy wrote:just woke up. Im about to have my morning coffee and listen to more from "that stuff". Ill go to the pool later and probably stay there for a while.

What’s the weather like ?

Its very hot, but its been a very pleasant summer so far, not the humid and impossible January we are used to. Its maybe 30 degrees, maybe 32 and it gets kinda chill at night sometimes.

Hopefully this will be the case for the rest of the month at least, but i doubt it.

What kind of winters do you have there?