Re: Talk about your day thread
Posted: Wed August 31, 2022 9:43 pm
Nice. Big plans?tree_ wrote:Guys I’m going to have the next five days off work I’m so happy.
Nice. Big plans?tree_ wrote:Guys I’m going to have the next five days off work I’m so happy.
Watching the kids. Going to the zoo with them and the wife on Friday. Gotta go for a run at least once I don’t know what else. Probably eat food. Oh and I have to change the cars batterylennytheweedwhacker wrote:Nice. Big plans?tree_ wrote:Guys I’m going to have the next five days off work I’m so happy.
Don't waste your time trying to see the tiger. I don't think it's there anymore.tree_ wrote:Watching the kids. Going to the zoo with them and the wife on Friday. Gotta go for a run at least once I don’t know what else. Probably eat food. Oh and I have to change the cars batterylennytheweedwhacker wrote:Nice. Big plans?tree_ wrote:Guys I’m going to have the next five days off work I’m so happy.
I think the snow leopard had babies though.tree_ wrote:Ha ha true I don’t think I’ve ever seen that fucker
I'm a member! Also, my oldest went with some friends last week and gave a full report.tree_ wrote:Oh OK. Do you get their newsletter or something?
Dev? Is that you?96583UP wrote:3 bike rides
i should clarify that i ride a single gear beach bike - not psycholist aggressive biking to mask personal shortcomings - i do leisure rides, around my neighborhood, to look at plants and the sky and bodies of water - and perv on attractive women - basic stuffEllo Sailor wrote:Dev? Is that you?96583UP wrote:3 bike rides
2 hours door to door. My in-laws live about 15 minutes from the zoo. It's a popular spot when we visit.tree_ wrote:Don’t you live like 3 hours away?
Probably CovidBurtReynolds wrote:How do you know if you have tuberculosis? Been coughing for weeks.
how has this affected your cursive practice?BurtReynolds wrote:How do you know if you have tuberculosis? Been coughing for weeks.
I wish we said brekkie.LetMeSleep wrote:This morning had a school fathers day brekkie, got into work around 10 and leaving at 1230 for a colleagues farewell lunch.
Not too bad.
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.