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their noise made the angels cry,
is raining out
For every beer I drink there is one less beer in the fridge.
How depressing is that?
99 bottles of beer on the wall?
Saruman pissed off some trees.
thats not how he died in the book
Haldir didnt die in the helm's battle in the book
think i've seen the horn of gondor in another movie. lady chatterly movie?
sean bean, mr bean very different people.
sean doesnt rhyme with bean
That might be a good thing if their power amps and/or speakers are outside.
No not my own place but still have rent.
Sadly the dreaming makes it harder xD
I daydream-wrote a short story a week or two back and spent several days fine tuning and "memorizing" each scene, and I really loved it... Until I realized it was beyond my ability to draw (At least draw well, and needing to spend vast lengthy periods of time drawing it and not getting frustrated frequently and and and and...), and doing it in 3D just isn't possible since it involved creatures that I obviously do not have models for and are too complex for someone of my minimal knowledge to model, let alone texture and rig.
Leaving writing it as the only option I guess - which is possible but I haven't written a short story for a couple years, and ones involving any sort of 'dynamic action' since early High School. Even then, I always felt my writing 'action' stuff (like fights or such) was a D- topic for me, whereas conversation and dialogue or interactions with characters was my strong point. Describing locations was a hit-and-miss area for me. If I knew the words to describe something, I could do so in a imaginative way. If I couldn't find those words, it came out clunky and rushed.
It's math, deal with it.
That's why reading the original books is so important. The movie people take too many liberties. I can understand why, but still, even a 9-hour movie series didn't cover the whole story.
Same problem with the Harry Potter series movies v. the books.
Plus, the added advantage of reading proper books is that one learns how many words are spelled.
we'll never know where the entwives went
was lookin at boris valejo fantasy art.
steamy
have you seen the tarzan tied up on the rock? fans self vigorously
As a young teen I had most of Edgar Rice Burroughs Tarzan paperbacks and the Mars paperbacks with their lovely art work covers ....... my mother found them and burnt them because she wasn't going to have porn in her house ........
hard to hide stuff from moms. theyll search shoe boxes,
Yesterday it hit 91F. Today it hit 53F.
That is my complaint.
Dana
I was sound asleep until an issue came up. The tea lemonade I was drinking last night was causing an issue. It woke me up to a state I had to figure out how to wobble my way to the bathroom without waking up my roommate.
Have a very bad cold complaint :0
I feel for ya. I'm constantly having to edit the storyline of my webcomic to account for
what's available in 3D. I will say thank the diety for Melody 2.0... Opened up some
possibilities that I am exploiting with every bit of imagination that I have.
Space ships are a constant disappointment, though.
Aslan took the Entwives in.
Reading some of G. Washington and A. Hamilton's letters right now- it cetainly underlines how mercurial American English spelling and grammer is/was.
Big whoop-ti-do in town today. Memorial day parade. Typically, about 8 horses, 10 old cars (old!!! like 1970s
, hell, I've got underwear older than that), a horse drawn carriage, town officials in ordinary cars, about 5 firetrucks from surrounding towns, the highschool band from the next town west, 10 kids on bicycles (they don't even decorate their bicycles anymore
) 20 kindergardners somewhere, and a hay wagon with something or someone on it. They travel about five blocks from the old school to the cemetery for the ceremony.
I guess I should repeal the "old cars" dig, I admit 1970 could be considered old. When I was a kid in the 1950s a 40 year old car would have had one cylinder, wooden wheels & wooden brakes, an open cockpit, and a crank.
. And I remember a few of them in the parade back then.
The engine from a 50 year old car would have had four hooves, eaten hay, and left solid exhaust on the street. 
It's still quite a draw, the streets are lined with people for an hour beforehand. Biggest excitement in this area since last Memorial Day.
cold today, hot tomorrow.
TODAY
MAY 2820°15°
0%
TUE
MAY 2930°17°
10%
64%
TODAY
MAY 2867°58°
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TUE
MAY 2986°62°
10%
Non-complaint: Albertto is going in along the Gulf Coast and will stay well inland many hundreds of miles from me.
Complaint: We are going to get heavy rains from it anyway.
Parade review: Major changes this year.
The highschool band, but no 8 year olds on bicycles. Three modern cars, a couple of cars from the early '60s (one was a Thunderbird), a car from the early '70s (one of those orange Dukes of Hazard cars) plus a model-A and a model-T Ford (Wow!!!).
The big white & gold horse drawn carriage with a beautiful pair of black horses instead of the spotted white pair used in recent parades. Very nice black leather w/silver decorated tack. No haywagon. No kindergardners. Eleven firetrucks!! It took me 10 minutes to walk the 3 blocks to the place to view it, and 10 minutes to walk back after I saw the end of the firetrucks bringing up the rear in the distance. I wasn't gone more than about 30 minutes total. Excitement over. Once the road was opened, I counted 20 cars that had been halted behind the barricade. Heavy traffic today!
Ah, life in small town America.
Tuckered myself out with that long walk in the 90 degree sunny weather. What a relief to return and open my door and realize that my poor underpowered, six-year old air-conditioner was still working adequately, so far.
horsies
tee hee would like to see a bronies parade


trying an experiment.
baking a potato wrapped in tinfoil
trying 1 without the foil
What, they haven't had one in NY yet?
Dana
rainbows and bronicorns
Tis Twas
tis of thee
i think i would have liked George. smart, brave,
byw the pc club quarterly is on sale
torn between iy and a bitwelder set, lovely stuff
Complaint: I just received a phone call from a robot telling me that my iCloud account had been hacked and that I should call <phone number> to get instructions. I don't have an iCloud account.
I am alergic to clouds.
But I worry about people who get taken in by this scam. And I suspect I might be getting some calls from a few of my customers with tales of woe about what happened after they called and followed the instructions. I warn them to never believe phone calls or screen pop-ups from other than their Norton or MalwareBytes software that I installed for them. But some of them get confused and scare easily.
Complaint: Getting old is sometimes so frustrating. I turn on the radio tuned to my local classical station and I invariably pop into the middle of a musical piece and within two or three notes I quite often recognize the tune and know what to expect for the rest of the piece. UNFORTUNATELY, many times I can no longer remember the name of the piece until the announcer comes on and identifies it. At which time I slap my head and say "Of course, stupid, "Dvorak's 7th Symphony" or "Beethoven's Third Symphony" or whatever. Sometimes I can deduce who the composer was in a few minutes of hard thinking, by the teltale style and then by process of elimination winnow it down to a couple of possibilities, but too often now the identity of the piece has just evaporated from my brain. I've even forgotten names of iconic pieces like Beethoven's Fifth Symphony or Schubert's "Unfinished" Symphony.
Non-complaint: I can still at least recognize the tunes. Yea!
Even bigger non-complaint: I can still hear the tunes.
Despite my continuing hearing degredation. 
HOWEVER, one does not have to know the identity of a musical piece to enjoy it. Listening is its own reward. Knowing the ID just helps you find it on YouTube to hear it again, or permit you tell others about it.