Wednesday, 20 June 2007
Here is a high resolution version. They rarely last long enough to get that ripe. The birds gobble them up pretty early. A cedar waxwing landed about five feet from me to get some the other day but didn’t wait for the camera to focus, as usual.
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So....Sed.
Did you come out on the winning end with $GME stonks?
Are you still holding your shares?
Been a long time. America is still alive and uhm, well, present, since we last spoke. Hope you and your fam have been well during this time brother.
-Your Biggest Fan
[Sed · I didn’t get anything out of the $GME thing but my mom did! Crazy story. She bought a bunch years and years ago because video games were taking off and it just seemed like a good idea. She sold close to the top. :P]
[Hope you’re doing great.]
Whoah!
Well that's a pleasant turn of events! Summer space flight vacation kids, grandma is paying with her tendies! :)
I'm doing nearly great. I've done worse but I could do a whole lot better. How's UA going? Write some more these days or what? I know, what an asshole for asking huh!
-YBF
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A Rat was traveling along the King’s highway. He was a very proud Rat, considering his small size and the bad reputation all Rats have. As Mr. Rat walked along—he kept mostly to the ditch—he noticed a great commotion up the road, and soon a grand procession came in view. It was the King and his retinue.
The King rode on a huge Elephant adorned with the most gorgeous trappings. With the King in his luxurious howdah were the royal Dog and Cat. A great crowd of people followed the procession. They were so taken up with admiration of the Elephant, that the Rat was not noticed. His pride was hurt.
“What fools!” he cried. “Look at me, and you will soon forget that clumsy Elephant! Is it his great size that makes your eyes pop out? Or is it his wrinkled hide? Why, I have eyes and ears and as many legs as he! I am of just as much importance, and”—
But just then the royal Cat spied him, and the next instant, the Rat knew he was not quite so important as an Elephant.
Take that, subspace.
