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Lovely lemon balm and lemongrass-scented: 9mm soapgun:
After reading Caine’s post about the Standing Rock Camp, I felt kind of frantic: I want to do something but my instincts are not the right ones for this situation. Other than throw money in the money-bucket, which I’ve already done, I … ugh.
Caine wrote about a tragic incident in which a cop shot a volunteer to death, because they used a real gun in a training exercise, and – it was loaded. That’s incredibly stupid, especially since you can get really nice poly rubber training guns on Amazon.com for $25.
And then I remembered stories about prisoners carving guns out of soap to try to fool guards into freeing them.. ..
I’m a fan of the fundamentally flawed category of games known as “space sandbox” – Elite Dangerous and No Man’s Sky are the current two leaders, with Star Citizen in a state of apparent endless alpha test. I hope someone eventually writes a book about the making of Star Citizen, though I fear it will be like “Hearts of Darkness” for gaming.
Today I took a close close look at the corn.
Since I’m pretty allergic to corn pollen, it was definitely a bad idea.
The first rule of Fight Club is: Warner Brothers may send you a “cease and desist” letter if you do something Fight Club related.
I am glad that the commentariat has moved past the “dead porcupine” stage.
We were sitting around in my kitchen, after I had just helped her make her first batch of soap. The room smelled of frankincense and we were eating pizza washed down with red wine.
(It’s dark and quiet.)
SPOCK: Captain.
(There’s a red jacket draped across a console, with white crystals scattered in and around it.)
KIRK: Just their uniforms left.
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