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they're neat to watch.
When I was really little we used to catch them in mason jars with holes in the lids and then use them as a nightlight when we stayed at our grandmother's house. Of course we'd wake up in the morning and they'd be gone and she'd tell us they "escaped". Really she let them out after we fell asleep so they wouldn't all die.
 
Lightning bugs. They don't live in this part of the country but were abundant further south where I grew up.

Fork truck. I've never heard an American (or anybody else until now) call a forklift a fork truck. Of course, there are people who call milkshakes frappes, so who knows what other tics of the English language exist in places like Boston.
 
Have to ask TGCA... ive got a feeling hes in the midwest somewhere but i forget which state

overhere we call them fork lifts or fork lift trucks
 
I learned to operate a forklift in college to move grain bins. I was almost competent, but this guy I worked with was a forklift wizard. Watching him whip around piling bin on top of bin with corners perfectly aligned was an education in itself.
 
It's going to be a scorcher today. 33 C , hot and humid.

My brother is coming over with his dogs. We'll have the kiddie pool set up for the dogs.
That sounds so fun! We had a collapsible pool when we had ducks that they absolutely loved and we got one for our previous dogs. They had so much fun with it. I really need to get another one for Barnaby, but I'm not sure he'd stay out of the A/C long enough to use it 🤣
 
I've done it but not entirely sure how. First effort was unsuccessful, then some arcane mix of chicken entrails and blood of the fatted calf, tried again and whadayaknow it worked. Others can give better instructions if you don't have inside out chickens or fatted calves to hand.
 
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