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Say what brand is that?....The glasses I mean...I would like to have one of those...
In 2000 the Clinton's sent 400k xmas cards. 2001 saw the Bush family send 875k cards and in 2002 1m. 2003 1.3m and last xmas 2m. That's 5.58m cards since 2000. Should I expect one in the post next December?:)
better you than me ;)
Those are awesome doggie glasses.
Indeed, they are so darn lucky...:bawling:...
i love how our bones look like tree rings in microscopic cross section
i hate how our bones look like tree rings in a microscopic cross section.
Its almost as if they are doing it JUST to piss me off...
MY bones don't look like tree rings under a microscope... and i can prove it! (at a much much later date...yeah... a much later date)...
I must find someone else whos bones don't look like tree rings under a microscope, because everyone else is part of the conspiracy.
...........yes......i am THAT tired.
I LOVE Bugs Bunny! I like his intellectual pose too :nod:Quote:
Originally Posted by baddad
My bone does not look like tree rings in microscopic cross section. Trees are made of wood, I am not.....going to chop down another tree...ever.....without wondering if the tree is screaming in agony, horrified at its inability to protect itself everytime the axe hits......the rest of the forest must inwardly cringe in fear that they may be next....toothpicks can be useful though.........
I have noticed this too, amuse, being your fellow science geek. :DQuote:
Originally Posted by amuse
Thinking also of trees, I find it interesting that multi-polar neurons almost appear like thin tree branches, touching each others roots (axons), which gives another idea of the 'tree of knowledge;' additionally that the white matter of the cerebellum, called the arbor vitae, translates as 'tree of life' in Latin.
"ooh, good points! (re: tree of knowledge) i hadn't seen it like that before," she said admiringly.
isn't Latin lovely. :)
I hate crying during plays.
" Mother Gibbs...it's George." *sobs*
That excerpt, by the way, is from Our Town.
well, here it is, time to do laughdry i mean laundry (where did that come from) early sunday morning so that i can either go shopping or babysit the yorkie while his mommy goes to a surprise birthday party.
much rather would've done brunch, but the clothes must have their day!
meanwhile, i shall ruminate as to why i dreamt of global warming with the reverse effect of extending the beach, and marine life washed up on shore, and chatting with a dolphin, so far from land and i asked would it give me a ride. of course it obliged. :) swam right under me and, how loving is that? we had to stay away from orcas of course, but we sang hu and - and i don't know what happened after that. i assume we made it safely to shore.
ta! have a great day.