When I lived in Georgia, they were going hard core on trash. Recycling was unlimited but actual trash had to be in special blue bags that cost a buck each. Anything not in the bag, not picked up. [ETA: this was in Decatur - didn't apply elsewhere.]
Buying the bags at the hardware or grocery store was a bit of a pain, but you better believe you got serious about recycling, and fast.
A friend's dog has recently gone blind, and she does all of that. According to my friend's research, dogs have very good spatial memory, so their house is all laid out for her still in her mind.
Yeah, well, I've seen an elderly sheep dog do a header off the porch a few times in a truly horrifying (once you stop laughing) manner. So I don't know that they totally shake it off.
Roommate informs me that the Salvation Army across the street takes clothing donations. Yay.
Getting my life into more than a semblance of order continues apace. The amount of shit that I am getting done today actually makes me tired when I think about it.
Whoa, really? I think that might make Komodo dragons even awesomer.
I know! The fun part: these venom glands are not small. How did people not notice before?
I just wanted to share my Comic-Con highlights: [link] [link]
How closely are you going to look at a Komodo's jaw?
How closely are you going to look at a Komodo's jaw?
You may be asking the wrong person here.
Can anyone who went to ComicCon or who has seen pictures of it tell me what these girls are supposed to be?
Can anyone who went to ComicCon or who has seen pictures of it tell me what these girls are supposed to be?
Some of the ones that caused me to mutter "I'm too tired to summon up a sense of feminist outrage"?
I'm with Tommy! They must be Tino's minions.
