the weight of vengeance
Apr. 17th, 2019 12:54 amIn Julia's words, we have everything under the sun in boarding. This means a blue and yellow macaw whom I strongly suspect is not Crackers because he/she will not talk to me, a couple of rats, a bunch of bunnies, a bunch of beardies, a chameleon, two ferrets, and maybe a gerbil or something. Also the mealworms, which were especially annoying to gather for the starling upstairs. Veronica was in there too but I wasn't saying hi to her. In fact, I didn't even notice her.
Rob talked about starlings and how there are places that euthanize them but also that doing so will not make a dent in their populations.
Later on, Brooke and Veronica and Julia or maybe just two of them had the ferrets out on a walk and I showed two visitors, one with R2-D2 socks and one with hairpieces of orchid and thistle and lavender.
Ellie learns something new every day she volunteers at the wildlife center.
Gallop tried to eat Zoë’s hair, which had streaks of neon pink in it, although I doubt very much Gallop noticed that.
I read something about rubbing potatoes after getting a shot to suck the toxins out. Jenny McCarthy won't buy it but maybe we could infiltrate the movement by pretending to be middle aged white women on social media.
The fascists and the radical centrists and the religious and the free market capitalists with authoritarian tendencies and troubling views on Romany and the religious conservatives are are trying their damnedest to turn the Notre Dame fire into the Great Kanto Earthquake of 1923. I have no idea what their French equivalents are saying.
The problem with their mindset is that their first reaction is to blame Muslims and when it is revealed that it was in fact an electrical fire, their reaction to that is to say there a conspiracy and continue clamoring for a pogrom. Even if it was a Gilet Jaune (disclaimer: my French pronounciation is somehow worse than Akiko Shikata's) that did it, they're going to blame a Muslim disguised as a Gilet Jaune.
I said that I want to live in that alternate 2019 in which Tokyo is obliterated by some kind of natural or unnatural disaster, giant robot, or giant monster, or some combination of the three, but every musical group has a gamelan ensemble.
At least we have Christine Southworth. Some kind of leakage from the other reality.
I also said that if I have to live in a cyberpunk dystopia, I at least want bionic limbs.
We got some good news, though. Seven right whales were born recently, three of them off the coast of New England.
burning question: Was Julian Assange wearing tissue boxes on his feet when they arrested him?
Rob talked about starlings and how there are places that euthanize them but also that doing so will not make a dent in their populations.
Later on, Brooke and Veronica and Julia or maybe just two of them had the ferrets out on a walk and I showed two visitors, one with R2-D2 socks and one with hairpieces of orchid and thistle and lavender.
Ellie learns something new every day she volunteers at the wildlife center.
Gallop tried to eat Zoë’s hair, which had streaks of neon pink in it, although I doubt very much Gallop noticed that.
I read something about rubbing potatoes after getting a shot to suck the toxins out. Jenny McCarthy won't buy it but maybe we could infiltrate the movement by pretending to be middle aged white women on social media.
The fascists and the radical centrists and the religious and the free market capitalists with authoritarian tendencies and troubling views on Romany and the religious conservatives are are trying their damnedest to turn the Notre Dame fire into the Great Kanto Earthquake of 1923. I have no idea what their French equivalents are saying.
The problem with their mindset is that their first reaction is to blame Muslims and when it is revealed that it was in fact an electrical fire, their reaction to that is to say there a conspiracy and continue clamoring for a pogrom. Even if it was a Gilet Jaune (disclaimer: my French pronounciation is somehow worse than Akiko Shikata's) that did it, they're going to blame a Muslim disguised as a Gilet Jaune.
I said that I want to live in that alternate 2019 in which Tokyo is obliterated by some kind of natural or unnatural disaster, giant robot, or giant monster, or some combination of the three, but every musical group has a gamelan ensemble.
At least we have Christine Southworth. Some kind of leakage from the other reality.
I also said that if I have to live in a cyberpunk dystopia, I at least want bionic limbs.
We got some good news, though. Seven right whales were born recently, three of them off the coast of New England.
burning question: Was Julian Assange wearing tissue boxes on his feet when they arrested him?