Red Mosquito

tragabigzanda wrote:

spike wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:That reminds me, how did you handle your need for a carseat?

https://mifold.com/products/mifold-original

hard to find, we got ours used on the secondary market for like $35.

Hmm... Definitely intrigued but our kid is a couple Lbs below the threshold

dad wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:

spike wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:That reminds me, how did you handle your need for a carseat?

https://mifold.com/products/mifold-original

hard to find, we got ours used on the secondary market for like $35.

Hmm... Definitely intrigued but our kid is a couple Lbs below the threshold

it's been a while since i've pushed a stroller. how many lightning bolts does a child need to be above the threshold?

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:

spike wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:That reminds me, how did you handle your need for a carseat?

https://mifold.com/products/mifold-original

hard to find, we got ours used on the secondary market for like $35.

Hmm... Definitely intrigued but our kid is a couple Lbs below the threshold

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:

spike wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:

spike wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:That reminds me, how did you handle your need for a carseat?

https://mifold.com/products/mifold-original

hard to find, we got ours used on the secondary market for like $35.

Hmm... Definitely intrigued but our kid is a couple Lbs below the threshold

you have a tiny kid! how tall is she though? i'd say that's most important.

Man I can never keep up with her height. But she's smaller for her age, 36.6 lbs as of a few years ago, and she's just on the cusp of 4.5

doug rr wrote:for our trip to London in a few weeks my wife booked us and airbnb in Mayfair..its a place on one of those tiny streets like ted lasso lived on..you'll find me at the pub most days

Bammer wrote:78* and sunny this afternoon, I’ll be at Waikiki beach. So this is a perfect time for someone to break in to my house.

Bammer wrote:78* and sunny this afternoon, I’ll be at Waikiki beach. So this is a perfect time for someone to break in to my house.

epilogue wrote:

doug rr wrote:for our trip to London in a few weeks my wife booked us and airbnb in Mayfair..its a place on one of those tiny streets like ted lasso lived on..you'll find me at the pub most days

heaven

wease wrote:

epilogue wrote:

doug rr wrote:for our trip to London in a few weeks my wife booked us and airbnb in Mayfair..its a place on one of those tiny streets like ted lasso lived on..you'll find me at the pub most days

heaven

I want this so bad

wease wrote:How do you know we haven’t already?

doug rr wrote:

wease wrote:

epilogue wrote:

doug rr wrote:for our trip to London in a few weeks my wife booked us and airbnb in Mayfair..its a place on one of those tiny streets like ted lasso lived on..you'll find me at the pub most days

heaven

I want this so bad

going Monday night...3rd row..sleeper beds

Peeps wrote:booked my golf trip to myrtle beach (sunset beach)

5 hour flight to MYR by way off Newark

1 hour and 20 minute flight home

96583UP wrote:

Bammer wrote:78* and sunny this afternoon, I’ll be at Waikiki beach. So this is a perfect time for someone to break in to my house.

wow congrats

love that area

morning jog through Kapiʻolani Regional Park

gigantic rainbows in 4K HD IRL

Bammer wrote:

96583UP wrote:

Bammer wrote:78* and sunny this afternoon, I’ll be at Waikiki beach. So this is a perfect time for someone to break in to my house.

wow congrats

love that area

morning jog through Kapiʻolani Regional Park

gigantic rainbows in 4K HD IRL

This was a good call. I ran all the way around Diamond Head and by the time it was all over I ran 8+ miles and now I am dead.