That's what gets me. They are clipped.Well if you'd clip your dragon talons every now and then, this wouldnt have happened
Besides, I was rubbing the spot with my fingertip, not with a nail. *shrug*
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Besides, I was rubbing the spot with my fingertip, not with a nail. *shrug*
TMW I wore something from 5 years ago and it fit!!!
So proud of myself. It was a pair of socks, but still, lets be positive here.
So proud of myself. It was a pair of socks, but still, lets be positive here.
Adema of the feet is no laughing matter, should socks inexplicably stop fitting.TMW I wore something from 5 years ago and it fit!!!
So proud of myself. It was a pair of socks, but still, lets be positive here.
This PSA was sponsored by Ernest Wieners.
TMW you have finished work and thought you would spend an hour watching typical 5-o'clock TV for a bit ... but it is cold, so you spread a woolen blanket on your lap... and you watch for about 40 minutes ... and then wake up an hour later. So you must have fallen asleep. (Yes, this happened to me this evening).
And your first reaction is either "Ack! Late for supper!" or "Oh, darn it, not again" (or both). =P
And your first reaction is either "Ack! Late for supper!" or "Oh, darn it, not again" (or both). =P
TMW you have a weird dream that one of the kids from Skyrim decided to fight a necromancer and a dragon, in a burnt fortress because…reasons.
TMW you hear horses in your pasture after years of silence.
that’s very sweet! Bet they’ll be happy to be there.
Kids (and non-weapon-wielding adults) in Skyrim already try to fight dragons.
You need to install a mod to get them to stop and run inside, as anyone sensible would.
TMW you've lost taste and smell and didnt realize your dog had an accident on your bed WHILE YOU WERE SLEEPING on it....
Husband (who has been sleeping in the guest room since i got sick) came in and said he could smell it from down the hall
Husband (who has been sleeping in the guest room since i got sick) came in and said he could smell it from down the hall
TMW you have a brain BSOD when you discover that after Beethoven died, Anton Schindler, his secretary and, frankly, his freakish stalker, literally wore the guy’s bed gown when he received guests.
Let me repeat that. Anton. Wore. Beethoven’s. Pajamas. When. He. Greeted. Guests.
And not only that, but he destroyed hundreds of Beethoven’s conversation books (that he used to converse with friends after going deaf) if they depicted Beethoven in a negative life and rewrote the guys history as if they were BFFs for years despite only working together for a year and everyone hating Anton the whole time.
And get this, the farce was found out in the 1970s Right around when Star Wars first came out.
Let me repeat that. Anton. Wore. Beethoven’s. Pajamas. When. He. Greeted. Guests.
And not only that, but he destroyed hundreds of Beethoven’s conversation books (that he used to converse with friends after going deaf) if they depicted Beethoven in a negative life and rewrote the guys history as if they were BFFs for years despite only working together for a year and everyone hating Anton the whole time.
And get this, the farce was found out in the 1970s Right around when Star Wars first came out.
Jesus, I never heard of this (and I studied both Mozart's and Beethoven's lives fairly closely). That's freaky.
TMW one sinks into one's favorite chair after a long visit to a place that has no comfortable furniture.
TMW, after a long week of hard work and muscle pain, one sinks into a hot bath to work out the kinks. Bliss.
TMW you are on this thread, and an old framed photo of a landmark in western Nebraska (Courthouse and Jail Rocks) falls from the wall, breaking the frame. No reason for it to fall -- no sudden pressure on the picture or thumps to the wall, etc. Just plain fell.
Unsettling because only yesterday you dug out an old photo, from a jump drive, of you sitting at the base of Courthouse, and posted it on FB, to a lot of positive response from friends who had known you back then and how happy you were at that time; and you were filled with regret over having left that area nearly 50 years ago and wondering if you would ever make it back there. And thinking that you should really make at least one more visit before the Reaper drops by.
Cue the Twilight Zone music.
Unsettling because only yesterday you dug out an old photo, from a jump drive, of you sitting at the base of Courthouse, and posted it on FB, to a lot of positive response from friends who had known you back then and how happy you were at that time; and you were filled with regret over having left that area nearly 50 years ago and wondering if you would ever make it back there. And thinking that you should really make at least one more visit before the Reaper drops by.
Cue the Twilight Zone music.
A picture of my wife's deceased mother has twice fallen off the wall. One time, she was looking for an earring she lost, the picture fell from the wall, startling her, and when she looked back down, the missing earring was there, sitting in the dirt of a plant. I don't believe in any of that stuff, but I could be converted.
I dunno much but I do know I felt a cold chill.
