Red Mosquito

doug rr wrote:

doug rr wrote:we live on the 15th floor here in seattle..across the street is a 5 story building..a lot of crows and seagulls hang out on the roof..I was cleaning out the freezer earlier and was about to throw out an old bag of frozen chicken nuggets that we kind of forgot about..anyway, I took a couple out to throw them down on the roof and it turns out the birds love them..going to spend the the day throwing them all over there

turns out today that they do not like frozen peanut m&ms

doug rr wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:

doug rr wrote:going to the art museum today with my wife and then going for a steak and French onion soup dinner

Metropolitan?

doug rr wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:

doug rr wrote:going to the art museum today with my wife and then going for a steak and French onion soup dinner

Metropolitan?

doug rr wrote:going to the art museum today with my wife and then going for a steak and French onion soup dinner

bodysnatcher wrote:

doug rr wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:

doug rr wrote:going to the art museum today with my wife and then going for a steak and French onion soup dinner

Metropolitan?

My man. I used to work a block from there. My buddy and I went to their bar every Friday for lunch beers.

doug rr wrote:

doug rr wrote:going to the art museum today with my wife and then going for a steak and French onion soup dinner

the exhibit we are seeing today is Ai Weiwei..

apparently there is a giant pile of sunflower seeds

doug rr wrote:

doug rr wrote:going to the art museum today with my wife and then going for a steak and French onion soup dinner

the exhibit we are seeing today is Ai Weiwei..

apparently there is a giant pile of sunflower seeds

doug rr wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:

doug rr wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:

doug rr wrote:going to the art museum today with my wife and then going for a steak and French onion soup dinner

Metropolitan?

My man. I used to work a block from there. My buddy and I went to their bar every Friday for lunch beers.

we'll be eating steaks at the bar with a drink

bodysnatcher wrote:

doug rr wrote:

doug rr wrote:going to the art museum today with my wife and then going for a steak and French onion soup dinner

the exhibit we are seeing today is Ai Weiwei..

apparently there is a giant pile of sunflower seeds

Put a pile of Cracker Jacks next to that

doug rr wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:

doug rr wrote:

doug rr wrote:going to the art museum today with my wife and then going for a steak and French onion soup dinner

the exhibit we are seeing today is Ai Weiwei..

apparently there is a giant pile of sunflower seeds

Put a pile of Cracker Jacks next to that

for the record I have never eaten sunflower seed shells..

Chris_H_2 wrote:

doug rr wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:

doug rr wrote:

doug rr wrote:going to the art museum today with my wife and then going for a steak and French onion soup dinner

the exhibit we are seeing today is Ai Weiwei..

apparently there is a giant pile of sunflower seeds

Put a pile of Cracker Jacks next to that

for the record I have never eaten sunflower seed shells..

not a midwest thing then

doug rr wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

doug rr wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:

doug rr wrote:

doug rr wrote:going to the art museum today with my wife and then going for a steak and French onion soup dinner

the exhibit we are seeing today is Ai Weiwei..

apparently there is a giant pile of sunflower seeds

Put a pile of Cracker Jacks next to that

for the record I have never eaten sunflower seed shells..

not a midwest thing then

its just the legend that lives on from the chippewa on down

bodysnatcher wrote:I've never understood the allure of eating (shelled) sunflower seeds. Or maybe I'm just not good at it.

Chris_H_2 wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:I've never understood the allure of eating (shelled) sunflower seeds. Or maybe I'm just not good at it.

oh my god, i would go through a bag of these every doubleheader in high school baseball. very satisfying.

Chris_H_2 wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:I've never understood the allure of eating (shelled) sunflower seeds. Or maybe I'm just not good at it.

oh my god, i would go through a bag of these every doubleheader in high school baseball. very satisfying.

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.

doug rr wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:I've never understood the allure of eating (shelled) sunflower seeds. Or maybe I'm just not good at it.

oh my god, i would go through a bag of these every doubleheader in high school baseball. very satisfying.

on the bench?

Farmer John wrote:

doug rr wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:I've never understood the allure of eating (shelled) sunflower seeds. Or maybe I'm just not good at it.

oh my god, i would go through a bag of these every doubleheader in high school baseball. very satisfying.

on the bench?

A baseball field really is the only appropriate place to eat shelled sunflower seeds.