Filed under: Family Life, GEOCACHING, HOBBIES | Tags: cache, GEOCACHING, geocoins, travel bugs, treasure hunt GPS
For all things geocaching, please redirect to my new blog Geocaching Idaho and Beyond. Though there are some region specific links, both beginner and avid geocachers will find useful and entertaining information!!
Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized | Tags: fall, Poetry, seasons, short, winter
Fall has lingered here. Like squirrels busily storing food, we are frenetic with energy. Busy, warm, sunny afternoons and rushing from one activity to another on crisp, clear evenings. Yet I miss the solitude the chill air brings. I want winter to wrap my home in a thick, soft blanket of snow, while I sit by the fire, linger over a book and a steaming mug of tea. I am ready for a moment; a season, of stillness.
Filed under: HUMORIZE ME, MUSIC, Uncategorized | Tags: even flow, funny, humor, lyrics, MUSIC, pearl jam, video
No reason to reinvent the wheel, this is a great link- an extensive reporting by readers of misheard lyrics. This is probably my favorite video on the very same subject.
Filed under: Uncategorized
“In The World Without Us, Alan Weisman offers an utterly original approach to questions of humanity’s impact on the planet: he asks us to envision our Earth, without us.
In this far-reaching narrative, Weisman explains how our massive infrastructure would collapse and finally vanish without human presence; what of our everyday stuff may become immortalized as fossils; how copper pipes and wiring would be crushed into mere seams of reddish rock; why some of our earliest buildings might be the last architecture left; and how plastic, bronze sculpture, radio waves, and some man-made molecules may be our most lasting gifts to the universe.”
Also from the web site see
Your House Without You
Visit www.worldwithoutus.com
Filed under: Family Life, IDAHO, Parenting, Photography | Tags: animals, bug, dragonfly, ecology, family, google, insects, life cycle, nymph, odonata, Photography, west yellowstone, yellowstone
While on a family trip through West Yellowstone, we were fortunate to witness dragonfly nymphs emerging from their skins and taking their adult forms. 
The discarded skin or “exuvia” of a dragonfly nymph
Having just shed his skin, this adult dragonfly still resembles his nymph self. But not for long. With each breath his body lengthens and hardens, and wings begin to unfurl…
This newly emerged adult dragonfly rests on blades of grass near the river, waiting for his wings to fully unfurl and his body to dry.
The emergence process from nymph to adult dragonfly can take upwards of 4-6 hours. Click here to see more about the life cycle of the dragonfly, or google ‘Odonata’.
Filed under: food, foodie | Tags: bizarre, blog, fine food, food, foodies, omnivore, strange food
Here’s what I want you to do:
1) Copy this list into your blog or journal, including these instructions.
2) Bold all the items you’ve eaten.
3) Cross out any items that you would never consider eating.
4) Optional extra: Post a comment here at www.verygoodtaste.co.uk linking to your results.
5) If you are not familiar with items on the list Google it.
The VGT Omnivore’s Hundred:
1. Venison
2. Nettle tea
3. Huevos rancheros
4. Steak tartare
5. Crocodile (Alligator count?)
6. Black pudding
7. Cheese fondue
8. Carp
9. Borscht
10. Baba ghanoush
11. Calamari
12. Pho
13. PB&J sandwich
14. Aloo gobi
15. Hot dog from a street cart
16. Epoisses
17. Black truffle
18. Fruit wine made from something other than grapes
19. Steamed pork buns (obviously)
20. Pistachio ice cream
21. Heirloom tomatoes
22. Fresh wild berries
23. Foie gras
24. Rice and beans
25. Brawn, or head cheese
26. Raw Scotch Bonnet pepper
27. Dulce de leche
28. Oysters
29. Baklava
30. Bagna cauda
31. Wasabi peas
32. Clam chowder in a sourdough bowl
33. Salted lassi
34. Sauerkraut
35. Root beer float
36. Cognac with a fat cigar
37. Clotted cream tea
38. Vodka jelly/Jell-O
39. Gumbo
40. Oxtail
41. Curried goat
42. Whole insects
43. Phaal
44. Goat’s milk
45. Malt whisky from a bottle worth £60/$120 or more (pre conversion)
46. Fugu
47. Chicken tikka masala
48. Eel
49. Krispy Kreme original glazed doughnut
50. Sea urchin
51. Prickly pear
52. Umeboshi
53. Abalone
54. Paneer
55. McDonald’s Big Mac Meal
56. Spaetzle
57. Dirty gin martini
58. Beer above 8% ABV
59. Poutine
60. Carob chips
61. S’mores
62. Sweetbreads
63. Kaolin *WTF? besides as a filler in products I find no other reference to this as a food source. Are you talking about what people in the south refer to as ‘white dirt?’ It is sold in grocery stores in small chunks in the produce section.
64. Currywurst
65. Durian
66. Frogs’ legs
67. Beignets, churros, elephant ears or funnel cake
68. Haggis
69. Fried plantain
70. Chitterlings, or andouillette
71. Gazpacho
72. Caviar and blini
73. Louche absinthe (Sebor)
74. Gjetost, or brunost
75. Roadkill
76. Baijiu
77. Hostess Fruit Pie (Note: Not halal)
78. Snail
79. Lapsang souchong
80. Bellini
81. Tom yum
82. Eggs Benedict
83. Pocky
84. Tasting menu at a three-Michelin-star restaurant.
85. Kobe beef
86. Hare
87. Goulash
88. Flowers
89. Horse
90. Criollo chocolate
91. Spam
92. Soft shell crab
93. Rose harissa
94. Catfish
95. Mole poblano
96. Bagel and lox
97. Lobster Thermidor
98. Polenta
99. Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee
100. Snake
Filed under: Family Life, Poetry | Tags: food, hope, Marge Piercy, people, Poetry, responsibility, spirit, water, work ethic
The people I love the best
jump into work head first
without dallying in the shallows
and swim off with sure strokes
almost out of sight.
They seem to become natives of that element
the black sleek heads of seals
bouncing like half-submerged balls.
I love people who harness themselves,
an ox to a heavy cart,
who pull like water buffalo,
with massive patience,
who strain in the mud and muck
to move things forward,
as to be done, again and again.
I want to be with people
who submerge in the task,
who go into the fields to harvest
and work in a row and pass
the bags along, who are not
parlor generals and field deserters but
move in a common rhythm
when the food must come in
or the fire be put out.
The work of the world
is common as mud.
Botched, it smears the hands,
crumbles to dust.
But the thing
worth doing well done
has a shape that satisfies,
clean and evident.
Greek amphoras for wine or oil,
Hopi vases that held corn
are put in museums,
but you know they were
made to be used.
The pitcher cries for water
to carry and a person for
work that is real.
From “Circles on the Water” by Marge Piercy
Copyright 1982, Marge Piercy
Filed under: Family Life, HUMORIZE ME, Parenting, SATIRE, Uncategorized | Tags: animated gif, dangerous, family, funny, gif ninja, humor, Parenting, Photography, SATIRE
This is a work in progress. As I go through our photographs, I notice the odd, weird and just plain crazy. On occasion I see stuff that is just wrong! (I never have claimed to be perfect.) I also notice trends in our pictures. For instance, we seem to have lots of pics with peoples tongues sticking out. go figure. Check back from time to time and see what new and bizarre things we are up to!
You know how products always come with stupid warning labels? Well this might be an example of why that is. “Hey ya’ll, watch this!”
Create custom animated gifs at gifninja.com!
Product not intended for use as roller coaster or rocket ship
Everyone loves to take pictures of their children. I am no different. When Berringer was a baby I noticed he could go from happy to pitching a fit in about 10 seconds. Here is one example.
Missing the point

In 2006, we allowed Jacob to get one of those gameboy thingies, and he was so focused on trying to learn how to use it that the beauty of summer in Alaska was lost on him.
- Missing the point
Filed under: Family Life, HUMORIZE ME, Newsworthyish stuff, Parenting | Tags: babies, breastfeeding, family, fathers, HUMORIZE ME, Le Leche League, mental floss, mothers, news, Newsworthyish stuff, Parenting, physiology, science
I breastfed both of my sons. I loved every minute that time. Not only was I able to provide them with the best nourishment possible, but we were able to bond on a soulful level. Breastfeeding is both challenging and rewarding. I never once wished to feed my children any other way. There were moments, however, when I was sad that my husband could not enjoy those quiet moments. Well, guys, if you are in touch with your maternal side, heres the evidence that, you too can join Le Leche League!
This article was written by Shea Serrano and originally appeared in the September-October issue of mental_floss magazine. mentalfloss
Q: Can Men Breastfeed?
Odd as it seems, men can lactate. In their 1896 book, Anomalies and Curiosities of Medicine, Dr. George Gould and Dr. Walter Pyle recount several occurrences of men breastfeeding their young. The stories include a sailor who put his son to his breast to quiet him and started producing milk; a South American peasant who sustained his child with his own breast milk during his wife’s illness; and a Chippewa man who put his infant to his breast following the death of his wife and produced enough milk to rear the child.
The phenomenon hasn’t stopped. In 2002, a Sri Lankan man named B. Wijeratne lost his wife and was left to care for their 18-month-old daughter. When the child refused powdered milk, Wijeratne tried something different. “Unable to see her cry, I offered my breast,” Wijeratne told a Sri Lankan newspaper. “That’s when I discovered I could breastfeed.”
Wijeratne isn’t alone. All men can breastfeed, because they possess the two most vital components for lactating—mammary glands and pituitary glands. Mammary glands, which produce milk, are present in all mammals. In fact, they’re one of our defining characteristics. In some cases, such as with mice, the mammary glands of the males are too underdeveloped to function. In humans, however, they’re fully formed in both sexes, complete with breastfeeding ducts and nipples.
Of course, for a human to actually breastfeed, those mammary glands have to be activated somehow. In women, this usually happens during pregnancy, when the brain’s pituitary gland starts releasing large amounts of a hormone called prolactin, which prepares the breasts to produce milk.
All men produce small amounts of prolactin during their lifetimes. It’s released after orgasms, for example, and may be responsible for the associated feelings of satisfaction and relaxation. But typically, it’s never present in large enough quantities for men to breastfeed. Under the appropriate psychological circumstances, however, the mind can demand that the body produce more of the hormone. This often happens to mothers who adopt children and suddenly find they can nurse. And as Dr. Gould and Dr. Pyle have documented, there’s a long history of it happening in men, too.
Filed under: HOBBIES, HUMORIZE ME | Tags: danger, fun, HUMORIZE ME, projects
Filed under: HUMORIZE ME, Newsworthyish stuff, SATIRE | Tags: cat, cats, death, elderly, feline, hospice, humor, HUMORIZE ME, lol cat, lolcat, lolcats, mental floss, nursing home, Oscar, SATIRE
reprinted from Mental_Floss web site. Sept. 2007
The internet is composed of about 75% cat pictures and 20% unbelievable stories to amaze your friends.* So it’s no wonder Oscar, the cat who predicts death, captured the imagination of cyberpace last week. Oscar lives in a nursing home, and only curls up with patients who die within the next few hours. You can read the entire report in the
New England Journal of Medicine, or the shorter Associated Press story we linked here.

There are many theories about how Oscar knows who is going to die, and some (mostly joking) remarks about how he may be causing the deaths. Those who work with him consider him a hospice hero. But that’s not what I’m posting about. This is about the immediate and predictable flood of art and humor inspired by Oscar’s story.

More “death cat” images after the jump.
Fark forum members raced to post LOLcats of death, some of them previously produced,


and some are pictures of Oscar, including the first one in this article.



My brother put together and sent me this one, unsolicited, as soon as he read about Oscar.

Apelad posted the kitteh of death from his Laugh Out Loud Cats collection.

Oscar is an attractive cat. With LOLcat Buildr and some captions that were posted in the comments on Neatorama, these were easy to produce.



Joey did this one.

I Can Has Cheezburger? had one.

The Flicker Can Has Cheezburger pool has several, like Poor Oscar from dominocat.

Oscar has a plaque at the nursing home that commends him “for his compassionate quality end-of-life care.” Now he is also enshrined in LOLcat history.
*Leaving 5% useful information, found in other mental_floss posts.
Filed under: Poetry | Tags: armed forces, death, military, patriotism, Poetry, Politics, soldier, war, war poem
Soldiers in the U.S. military ARE true heroes, even when the politics suck. If you are part of our armed forces, thank you.
-Author Unknown
Take a man and put him alone,
Put him twelve thousand miles from home.
Empty his heart of all but blood,
Make him live in sand, in mud.
This is the life I have to live,
This the soul to God I give.
You have your parties and drink your beer,
While young men are dying over here.
Plant your signs on the White House lawn;”Lets get out of Iraq”
Use your signs and have your fun,
Then refuse to use a gun.
There’s nothing else for you to do,
Then I’m supposed to die for you?
There is one thing that you should know;
And that’s where I think you should go!
I’m already here and it’s too late.
I’ve traded all my love for all this hate.
I’ll hate you till the day I die.
You made me hear my buddy cry.
I saw his leg and his blood shed,
Then I heard them say, “This one’s dead”.
It was a large price for him to pay,
To let you live another day.
He had the guts to fight and die,
To keep the freedom you live by.
By his dying, your life he buys,
But who cares if a Soldier dies!
For one moment
Out of time
In a place
Where we could
Be untouched
No words are necessary
But for
The sound of your breath
And your lips to mine
Moving in a common rhythm
Skin to skin
All heat and desire
Released from the world
One unto another
And upon our descent
From that heaven
We leave it
Untouched by the rest of time
Bound
by the beauty of
those dark eyes
Which
peer into my soul
Searching for what lies hidden
Lingering
upon what you discover
I am at once exposed
and freed
I cannot look away from you
For you have discovered this truth
I had secreted
even from myself
O but for the ties that bind me
I would be your willing prisoner
Filed under: IDAHO, Newsworthyish stuff | Tags: bong, humor, IDAHO, Idaho Falls, mayor, Mayor Fuhriman, news, post register
Mayor sorry for storing bong
Fuhriman’s son accused of possessing the drug implement
By PHIL DAVIDSON and NICK DRAPER pdavidson@postregister.com / ndraper@postregister.com
The paraphernalia, which is city property, was leftover from the mayor’s time as a DARE officer in the I.F. Police Department.
Idaho Falls Mayor Jared Fuhriman said Monday he was wrong to store boxes of marijuana pipes left over from his days as a DARE officer at his home even though he kept them for educational purposes.
Fuhriman’s apology comes on the heels of the arrest of his 19-year-old son, Peyton, who was cited last week along with two friends for misdemeanor possession of drug paraphernalia with the intent to use.
Aaron Badger, an 18-year-old who was also cited, told an Idaho Falls police officer that the foot-long bong the three were caught with came from the mayor’s house, according to the police report.
“Frankly, I was sick about it,” Fuhriman said when asked about his reaction to the allegation.
Fuhriman said he used to show the pipes to local parents as part of the drug-prevention and education duties he performed while an officer with the Idaho Falls Police Department. The mayor joined the force in 1988 and retired as a lieutenant in January 2006, when he took over as the city’s top elected official.
Though he was not sure whether the bong in question came from his house, Fuhriman admitted to having kept two boxes of at least 15 pipes and other paraphernalia on a top shelf in a storage room.
He said he forgot about the boxes, which have been in his home for 15 years, and regrets not returning them to the police department.
“It was an error on my part, and I’m going to take full responsibility for it,” he said.
Fuhriman won’t face criminal charges for keeping the items at his house, said Bonneville County Prosecutor Dane Watkins, because he only intended to use them for education, not smoking.
“I’m certain that we wouldn’t be able to meet any burden on a criminal matter,” said Watkins, adding that he made that determination along with the Idaho attorney general’s office. “To get to that intent element, it really has to encompass some other evidence to suggest that it’s being used for (smoking).”
After Fuhriman’s son was cited Aug. 12, Idaho Falls Police Chief J. Kent Livsey called Fuhriman and asked him to give the boxes of paraphernalia to Capt. Steve Roos, according to a police report.
At about 5 p.m. Aug. 14, the report said, Fuhriman delivered the pipes to Roos, who then turned them over to Evidence Custodian Zuella Nelson so they could be destroyed.
Roos noted in his police report that when Fuhriman took the paraphernalia from the evidence room in the early 1990s, there was no mechanism in place to track it.
Livsey said he let the prosecutor’s office handle any investigation into criminal charges against Fuhriman.
“We turned it over to Dane for obvious reasons,” Livsey said. “We didn’t want to appear to have a conflict.”
Fuhriman said he hasn’t given a drug presentation in two years.
In hindsight, he said, he should have returned the contraband to the police department once he was done with it. He said it was a matter of convenience to bring the pipes home.
“I should have returned them back when after I wasn’t a police officer,” he said. “That’s when I was in error.”
Did you know?
State law says it is illegal to use or possess with the intent to use drug paraphernalia.
Filed under: Newsworthyish stuff
Hard to believe, but I am living this, everyday.
Please say a prayer for the families and friends left behind.
Colleen
Europe’s deadliest deployment
Examining life, emotions of ‘Dagger Brigade’ community in Schweinfurt
By Charlie Coon, and Matt Millham, Stars and Stripes
European edition, Sunday, August 5, 2007
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SCHWEINFURT, Germany — In this Army community, a friend calls before coming over to have a cigarette.
A knock on the door can make a soldier’s spouse jumpy because it could be that knock.
“When it’s 8 o’clock at night and you’re not expecting anybody to come over, and someone just comes up and rings your doorbell, your heart stops,” said Krissi Van Oder, wife of Staff Sgt. Scott Van Order of the 9th Engineer Battalion.
“Or someone will call you on the phone and say, ‘This is sergeant so-and-so; your husband is OK,’ because they’ve had the experience of, ‘Oh my God, why are you calling?’”
“It’s terrible how many things can run through your head in 15 seconds,” Van Order said. “Your husband’s hurt. Somebody you know is hurt. Somebody you know was killed. They’re being extended.”
The 2nd Brigade Combat Team, 1st Infantry Division — known as the “Dagger Brigade” — has endured the deadliest deployment of any Europe-based U.S. military brigade in Iraq. Fifty-six troops have been killed in combat since the brigade deployed a year ago, mostly from roadside bombs. One death, described as noncombat related, is under investigation.
Some units have suffered more losses than others. The hardest hit — the 1st Battalion, 26th Infantry Regiment — has reported 27 deaths. Next on this tragic list comes the 1st Battalion, 18th Infantry Regiment, with 19 deaths.
Two Schweinfurt-based troops assigned to the 1st Squadron, 91st Cavalry Regiment, have been killed in Afghanistan.
It’s hard to find overt displays of what this community has endured.
Children cavort in playgrounds and Army wives run errands at the commissary and are proud of meticulously kept displays of flowers, mobiles and other decorations on their balconies.
The Army works to bolster morale by offering families free trips, family festivals and bowling — something to look forward to until the troops’ scheduled redeployment in October.
“You’ve got to have that next handhold as you climb that wall to getting the soldiers home,” said Lt. Col. Robert Whittle, commander of Task Force Guardian, the brigade’s rear detachment operation.
“We do our best to kind of put a finger on it when things start to go in wrong directions, because everyone’s hit by grief,” said Capt. Jacob White, who commands the rear detachment of 1st Battalion, 26th Infantry Regiment.
As many casualties as his unit has taken, “You can’t dwell on that,” White said. “I mean, the numbers, they are what they are, and you deal with it when it happens.”
People in Schweinfurt have bonded tighter, soldiers say, a result of their linguistic isolation in Germany, the rear detachment’s efforts to get people involved in activities, and the shared burden of the consequences of war.
The night before a memorial ceremony for five soldiers with Company C, 1st Battalion, 26th Infantry Regiment who were killed by a makeshift bomb on June 21, families in the company gathered to talk about their grief.
Their conclusion: They are all in it together.
There is therapeutic value in knowing they’re all going through the same thing, White said.
Down in Iraq, soldiers are glad that their spouses have each other. “Some of us who serve together, our wives are neighbors and friends,” said Staff Sgt. Trent Byerley, of the 1-26.
During their off time, the soldiers talk about home. “We talk about anniversaries, kids’ birthdays,” Byerley said in an interview from Baghdad. “We ask, ‘How is your wife?’”
But the people back in Schweinfurt admit to having dark, sometimes contradictory emotions.
At the Rohr Cafe, near the chapel where memorial services are held, some wives say they have confusion in their hearts.
They’ll sit and sip coffee as mourners dressed in black walk by, toward the chapel, holding small bouquets of yellow and white roses. A short while later, they’ll hear the sound of rifle volleys and taps.
And they’ll take another sip of coffee and watch the chapel empty and people hug.
“The memorials — they hold them over there,” said Van Order, referring to the chapel, visible from the cafe. “So we hear them once or twice a week.
“It’s kind of devastating to hear taps and the 21-gun salute. Then you feel bad for whoever it is, but happy that it’s not yours. And then you feel guilty for being happy.”
As the wife of a 2nd Brigade soldier put it: “I’ve never experienced PMS like this, 24-7.”
“I can’t tell you how many times I’ve smiled afterward, knowing that my husband is still alive. And that makes me feel like a horrible person,” said the woman, who asked that her name not be used.
Nancy Gaskins’ husband, Sgt. 1st Class Robert Gaskins, was shot in the leg while serving in Baghdad with the 1-18 and was evacuated to Germany. The day before she got the news, Gaskins, as family readiness group leader, had led her group’s efforts to help another family deal with a similar event.
“One day, we’re all working together to help a family, and the next day, it was me,” she said.
Jason Winstanley, who is married to Capt. Angel Winstanley of 299th Forward Support Battalion, reacts his own way when he hears the rifle volleys and taps.
“I try to e-mail my wife the day of a memorial, when I hear the gunshots,” said Winstanley, the Army Learning Center operator at Ledward Barracks. “I need that. It’s not so much for her than me.
“It’s a reminder that it can happen to any one of us. It could happen tomorrow.”
Winstanley tells the couple’s 4-year-old daughter, Katarina, that her mother had to leave. It is her job, he tells the girl, and she will come back. Mommy went to help people.
He lets the girl watch “good news” stories on TV, such as clinic openings shown by the Pentagon Channel.
“I tell her, ‘Come here and look. Those are the soldiers Mommy is with.’”
Winstanley changes the channel when there’s footage of car bombs and burning Humvees.
Spouses have become keenly aware of the unpredictability of death and fragility of life.
Iilani Taylor, wife of Staff Sgt. Hy Taylor, recalls an exchange between Staff Sgt. Garth D. Sizemore and his wife while he was still in Schweinfurt. He was killed in Baghdad on Oct. 17.
“Before [Sizemore] left for deployment, we had eaten dinner with him and his wife,” Taylor said. Sizemore and Taylor’s husband were with the 1-26 and had been stationed together in South Korea; Fort Hood, Texas; and Schweinfurt.
“After dinner, [Sizemore's] wife said to him, ‘I want to have a baby just in case something happens to you.’ And Sizemore said to her, ‘I’m too young for that. My car is my baby.’
“I don’t think she was joking much when she said it,” Taylor said. “This was a concern of hers.”
After Sizemore died, his wife had the car sent to his father in the States.
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I am going thru pictures today, among other things. As I get older I realize how incredible my women friends are. Here are a couple of pictures of me and my girlies from last Halloween. That vision in black ‘leatherette’ with the whip in her hand is “W” who got me over a funk about getting close to people a while back. She is rock solid inside and out.
I have close girlfriends. Ones I’ve known for 20 years. We have been thru the best and the shittiest of times. But I moved across the country and live in a small town where the population is mostly young professionals who are gov. contractors. People don’t stay for long. I made a few girlfriends the first few years I was here. Women I liked, friendships I invested time and effort in. But each one moved.
We were all having babies too. That kept me busy at first. I would try and tell myself that it didn’t really matter, that I would meet other women, make another friend. How hard could it be, really? Living in a small town of 50,000ish mostly practicing Mormon folks, when you are an atheist makes it tough my friend. There wasn’t alot to do culturally. Especially for a stay home mom who loves to get out and go. And go we did. We just created our own little world… It expanded…
…2 babies later and I have a wonderful little group of friends who I cherish so dearly. Funny where they come from- everywhere really. Thank you all for the blessings and kindness you have bestowed upon me…may they be returned a thousandfold.
Filed under: IDAHO
(If you recognize either of the children in the following pictures you should be disturbed, or giggle…at your discretion.) It’s not all fun and games at our house. No- there’s character building. And how do we do that soldiers? Hauling rocks is how! Fortunately we grow rocks where we live. So when the troops get whiny, the troops haul rocks. I’m not sure how that’s connected to building character, because so far it seems to be connected to making ALOT more whining. And alot of coming in and out of the house, with various ailments and owies. But the rocks are moving, slowly, with a relaxed precision as to their intended destination. And the character building? Oh, sure- our little actors are honing their skills every time we send them out there. The drama and the comedy just keep getting better and better. We’ve started pulling seats up to the window with popcorn and soda. Yep the ‘characters’ just keep getting better and bet… oh well, as to the point of actual character building, hmmmm, we’ll get back to you at the end of the next show on that one.
tetonvalleyadvocates.org For information on growth by the numbers in Victor and Driggs.
Filed under: Uncategorized
Oh yea- dolphins aren’t fish, by the way, they are mammals. http://seaworld.com






















