Mary, I think it's due to a large dose of 'stupid'. Or possibly an assessment of how sleepy the bigger one is, leading to a catulation of how much the smaller one can get away with.
While I don't consider tattoos desecration, there are certainly some really unwise tattoos out there. I find neck tattoos (especially ones that frame the head) ridiculous, but hey if you find your social position with one, more power to you. There could even come a time when people without tattoos are shunned for lack of imagination or proper social labeling. It's all subjective. They do however send a message and tell a permanent story. But not everyone wants to know your story all the time. Discretion is the better part of showmanship (appologies to Shakespeare -- Henry IV, part 1)
One of my neighbors in the other half of this house was heavily tattooed including neck and face. Nice guy, muscularly stocky, biker type, nice wife, nice kids, nice dogs, great cook, did a mean Yule dinner brisket and they included me in their Yule celebration dinner each year they were here. I kinda liked him. But he was the guy for which the swat team was outside my kitchen window yelling through bullhorns and with guns drawn, using up all sorts of cop equipment. He'd been seen walking down the street with a rifle and was reported by some overly zealous neighbor who said he looked threatening. Nothing major came of it, he surrendered after an hour or so and was back in the house by midnight, but had to give up his new rifle. He just didn't like cops.
I thought most people have tattoos, and that I'm just an outlier not having any. My daughter and her boyfriend both have them. My son is like me and doesn't want to pay for stabbing. I think some look nice and some look like crap. Just like any other art. No judgment from me.
I thought most people have tattoos, and that I'm just an outlier not having any. My daughter and her boyfriend both have them. My son is like me and doesn't want to pay for stabbing. I think some look nice and some look like crap. Just like any other art. No judgment from me.
Having tattoos isn't for me, but I love seeing others' tattoos. Our daughter has several in fact. (Ironically, she was a very needle-phobic kid )
Complaint: Our kitchen is an old-style one installed in the outside wall, with a pull chain. Two nights ago, the chain somehow got retracted into the fan. Thankfully Husband managed to coax it back into place
Non-Complaint: the Workforce Zooms are getting more interesting
I thought most people have tattoos, and that I'm just an outlier not having any. My daughter and her boyfriend both have them. My son is like me and doesn't want to pay for stabbing. I think some look nice and some look like crap. Just like any other art. No judgment from me.
Having tattoos isn't for me, but I love seeing others' tattoos. Our daughter has several in fact. (Ironically, she was a very needle-phobic kid )
I have numerous tattoos. All but one are cultural. My grandfather on my mom's side was 1/2 Cherokee, and my great-grandmother on my dad's side was also 1/2 Cherokee, and I have a military tattoo. They are an extension of me, my past, and my ancestry. How someone looks isn't an extension of who they are to me. Their actions, behavior, and what's in their heart are what define a person to me.
I thought most people have tattoos, and that I'm just an outlier not having any. My daughter and her boyfriend both have them. My son is like me and doesn't want to pay for stabbing. [...snip...]
For some, the stabbing is what they pay for. The endorphine high. The ink, just a souvenir. For one of my tattoos, I rode my motorcycle half way around Washington, DC on the beltway. 35 miles, from Reston, VA to Landover, MD. I lay there while he worked, getting more and more "relaxed". When he was done, I got back on my motorcycle and headed back, the same way at rush hour, not realizing how high the endorphines had made me. It was an interesting trip, but I made it OK. Never did that again though.
Can anyone explain why a small cat will walk over to a larger cat who is asleep and BITE them? And they are 'bonded male mates'.
I sometimes think I have a young teen boy who hasn't figured out how to attrack the older guy he is wants to cuddle with.
I am not entirely sure cats actually know how big (or rather small) they are, they all think they are lion-sized. Except when it comes to deciding if they will fit into a box.
I thought most people have tattoos, and that I'm just an outlier not having any. My daughter and her boyfriend both have them. My son is like me and doesn't want to pay for stabbing. I think some look nice and some look like crap. Just like any other art. No judgment from me.
Having tattoos isn't for me, but I love seeing others' tattoos. Our daughter has several in fact. (Ironically, she was a very needle-phobic kid )
I have numerous tattoos. All but one are cultural. My grandfather on my mom's side was 1/2 Cherokee, and my great-grandmother on my dad's side was also 1/2 Cherokee, and I have a military tattoo. [...snip...]
So, according to Google's AI Gemini, you are 3/16th Cherokee. I tried to figure it out myself, but my brain hurt. So, I deferred to the wizard.
While I don't consider tattoos desecration, there are certainly some really unwise tattoos out there. I find neck tattoos (especially ones that frame the head) ridiculous, but hey if you find your social position with one, more power to you. There could even come a time when people without tattoos are shunned for lack of imagination or proper social labeling. It's all subjective. They do however send a message and tell a permanent story. But not everyone wants to know your story all the time. Discretion is the better part of showmanship (appologies to Shakespeare -- Henry IV, part 1)
One of my neighbors in the other half of this house was heavily tattooed including neck and face. Nice guy, muscularly stocky, biker type, nice wife, nice kids, nice dogs, great cook, did a mean Yule dinner brisket and they included me in their Yule celebration dinner each year they were here. I kinda liked him. But he was the guy for which the swat team was outside my kitchen window yelling through bullhorns and with guns drawn, using up all sorts of cop equipment. He'd been seen walking down the street with a rifle and was reported by some overly zealous neighbor who said he looked threatening. Nothing major came of it, he surrendered after an hour or so and was back in the house by midnight, but had to give up his new rifle. He just didn't like cops.
Yeah, i have a few tattoos, one is a neck tattoo that i got after I saw from Dusk Til Dawn, one of my favorite horror movies. It can be covered with a collared shirt though, so is not so bad as some. I had a few piercings in the past, none now though. I worked in the corporate world for many years and it was never an issue. And everyone has tattoos these days, nobody cares unless you have face tattoos or something really extreme.
Speaking of that neighbor, the police will visit you for pretty much anything these days. I got a vist from 2 FBI agents and the sheriff a few weeks ago. I don't even own a gun, never have. Never broke a law in my life besides speeding tickets. They acknowledged right from the get go that I was not under arrest, they said they were just part of a new task force on "anti-something-ism" (you can guess what that something is). But they questioned me for 2 hours. They were there just to initimidate me. I don't think people realize how bad things are right now. Being against bombing school children will get you visited by the FBI, who would have thought? We live in strange times.
Lastly, today I found out the origin story of the Tin Man in the Wizard of Oz. I never read the books before so I had no idea, holy moly that is dark. Extremely disturbing. In case anyone is curious:
The Tin Man’s original backstory in L. Frank Baum’s books is a gruesome tale of self-mutilation and body horror. He was originally a human woodsman named Nick Chopper who fell in love with a Munchkin girl named Nimmie Amee.
To prevent the marriage, Nimmie’s employer hired the Wicked Witch of the East to curse Nick’s axe. The enchanted axe then chopped off his limbs and torso one by one. A tinsmith named Ku-Klip replaced each severed part with tin, until Nick was entirely made of metal, except for his heart. The curse forced him to cut out his heart, which caused him to lose all emotion and wander the woods until he rusted.
In later Oz books, the narrative becomes even darker: Ku-Klip collected Nick’s severed human parts and used "meat glue" to construct a hybrid creature called Chopfyt from the body parts of two different men, which Nimmie Amee eventually married.
complaint: Lost a friend to cancer this morning. She was one of the most amazing people I've ever met, one of those folks who is just the center of a Buttefly Effect of awesomeness. She's been battling stage 4 colon cancer for 8 years, and she never stopped fighting. All she wanted was more time to live and do amazing things and make a positive difference in more people's lives.
Death needs to stop taking the good people and start taking the jerks.
non-complaint: Great sadness only grows where there is great love to nourish it... and I am so blessed to have known her.
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Why will my shoes not teleport on my feet?
Because stuff doesn't teleport. There are no theories how, and no-one has done it. Yet.
If you can find a way where it does happen, I suspect you will be a multi-billionaire in short order. And you'll deserve it too.
Regards,
Richard
Can anyone explain why a small cat will walk over to a larger cat who is asleep and BITE them? And they are 'bonded male mates'.
I sometimes think I have a young teen boy who hasn't figured out how to attrack the older guy he is wants to cuddle with.
Which begs the question, do they teleport to other parts of your body?
Or are you saying that they will teleport, but just not while on your feet?
Or are you asking them to teleport away while they are on your feet, leaving you standing barefooted, but it ain't happening?
We're soooo confused.
Mary, I think it's due to a large dose of 'stupid'. Or possibly an assessment of how sleepy the bigger one is, leading to a catulation of how much the smaller one can get away with.
Regards,
Richard
Regards,
Richard
While I don't consider tattoos desecration, there are certainly some really unwise tattoos out there.
I find neck tattoos (especially ones that frame the head) ridiculous, but hey if you find your social position with one, more power to you.
There could even come a time when people without tattoos are shunned for lack of imagination or proper social labeling. It's all subjective. They do however send a message and tell a permanent story. But not everyone wants to know your story all the time. Discretion is the better part of showmanship (appologies to Shakespeare -- Henry IV, part 1)
One of my neighbors in the other half of this house was heavily tattooed including neck and face. Nice guy, muscularly stocky, biker type, nice wife, nice kids, nice dogs, great cook, did a mean Yule dinner brisket and they included me in their Yule celebration dinner each year they were here. I kinda liked him. But he was the guy for which the swat team was outside my kitchen window yelling through bullhorns and with guns drawn, using up all sorts of cop equipment.
He'd been seen walking down the street with a rifle and was reported by some overly zealous neighbor who said he looked threatening. Nothing major came of it, he surrendered after an hour or so and was back in the house by midnight, but had to give up his new rifle. He just didn't like cops.
I thought most people have tattoos, and that I'm just an outlier not having any. My daughter and her boyfriend both have them. My son is like me and doesn't want to pay for stabbing. I think some look nice and some look like crap. Just like any other art. No judgment from me.
Having tattoos isn't for me, but I love seeing others' tattoos. Our daughter has several in fact. (Ironically, she was a very needle-phobic kid )
Complaint: Our kitchen is an old-style one installed in the outside wall, with a pull chain. Two nights ago, the chain somehow got retracted into the fan. Thankfully Husband managed to coax it back into place
Non-Complaint: the Workforce Zooms are getting more interesting
LOL No, just a tiny combined kitchen/dining nook. Not a Murphy kitchen at all.
I have numerous tattoos. All but one are cultural. My grandfather on my mom's side was 1/2 Cherokee, and my great-grandmother on my dad's side was also 1/2 Cherokee, and I have a military tattoo. They are an extension of me, my past, and my ancestry. How someone looks isn't an extension of who they are to me. Their actions, behavior, and what's in their heart are what define a person to me.
For some, the stabbing is what they pay for. The endorphine high. The ink, just a souvenir.
For one of my tattoos, I rode my motorcycle half way around Washington, DC on the beltway. 35 miles, from Reston, VA to Landover, MD. I lay there while he worked, getting more and more "relaxed". When he was done, I got back on my motorcycle and headed back, the same way at rush hour, not realizing how high the endorphines had made me. It was an interesting trip,
but I made it OK.
Never did that again though.
Gummy worms like to teleport into my mouth.
I used to love them and the gummy bears, well, until I became a diabetic. Even so, they get stuck in my dentures, so they are a no-go now.
There was a diabetic version of gummy bears I think. But it made explosions in das Badezimmer.
IDIC ,if ya know ya know
I am not entirely sure cats actually know how big (or rather small) they are, they all think they are lion-sized. Except when it comes to deciding if they will fit into a box.
So, according to Google's AI Gemini, you are 3/16th Cherokee. I tried to figure it out myself, but my brain hurt. So, I deferred to the wizard.
Yeah, i have a few tattoos, one is a neck tattoo that i got after I saw from Dusk Til Dawn, one of my favorite horror movies. It can be covered with a collared shirt though, so is not so bad as some. I had a few piercings in the past, none now though. I worked in the corporate world for many years and it was never an issue. And everyone has tattoos these days, nobody cares unless you have face tattoos or something really extreme.
Speaking of that neighbor, the police will visit you for pretty much anything these days. I got a vist from 2 FBI agents and the sheriff a few weeks ago. I don't even own a gun, never have. Never broke a law in my life besides speeding tickets. They acknowledged right from the get go that I was not under arrest, they said they were just part of a new task force on "anti-something-ism" (you can guess what that something is). But they questioned me for 2 hours. They were there just to initimidate me. I don't think people realize how bad things are right now. Being against bombing school children will get you visited by the FBI, who would have thought? We live in strange times.
Lastly, today I found out the origin story of the Tin Man in the Wizard of Oz. I never read the books before so I had no idea, holy moly that is dark. Extremely disturbing. In case anyone is curious:
complaint: Lost a friend to cancer this morning. She was one of the most amazing people I've ever met, one of those folks who is just the center of a Buttefly Effect of awesomeness. She's been battling stage 4 colon cancer for 8 years, and she never stopped fighting. All she wanted was more time to live and do amazing things and make a positive difference in more people's lives.
Death needs to stop taking the good people and start taking the jerks.
non-complaint: Great sadness only grows where there is great love to nourish it... and I am so blessed to have known her.
I thought they would mainly teleport the owner back to Kansas.