Yes I know it doesn't add up ... but so much doesn't these days.
Sittin' on the front porch on a summer
afternoon,
In a straightback chair on two legs, leans against the wall,
Watch the dog a' playin' with June bugs on a string,
And chase the glowin' fireflies when evenin' shadows fall.
Dolly Parton
We do not usually worry much about the oblivion that preceded our birth,
so why should we worry about the equivalent oblivion that will follow our death?
Oblivion isn’t the experience of absence, it is the absence of experience, as the novelist Julian Barnes put it in his meditation on mortality. There is “nothing to be frightened of”.
Anil Seth, professor of cognitive and computational neuroscience
I was thinking and it disrupted my day ...
My mother managed to get me to take piano lessons by insisting that I didn't have to,
and so, by my own free will, I chose to submit myself to six years of discipline just to make sure I wasn't missing out on anything.
Now the world can judge how worthwhile it really was. Thank you Mum.
She's named Killarah Rosa on the registration, but we call her Scout, named after the little girl in 'To Kill A Mockingbird'.
There're some videos and photos of a very cute dog being energetic.
Here is one.
"He's about as welcome as a jobby in a swimming pool."
Here is another one.
"The one known cure for baldness is castration."
Anyone who recorded the Celibate Rifles has to be OK by me.
Well you know .... he's just this guy you know.
A few snapshots. Click and go ...
If you have my phone number, please call, if not try this email
address ...