According to 23 and Me I am actually genetically disposed to rely on vision, rather than proprioception for knowing where my body is in space. And that makes me predisposed to be afraid of heights! I though it was just because my mom and grandpa and uncle were afraid of heights!!! Oddly enough, other uncle’s job was cutting trees around power lines in those big cherry picker trucks.
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
How interesting, Sophia! I should read more of my 23andMe reports.
Happy Calli and Burrell day!
Yikes, Bev! And after you’d been taking it a while, gosh. Well, good to know that is a thing that can happen.
Man, I should have gone to get my blood drawn instead of starting work this morning, work is very stupid today.
I know this is just one data point, but I thought it was funny that two guinea pigs on opposite sides of the world are having the same issues at roughly the same time, and I wanted to let you know that an op doesn't have to end badly. Wishing Prubs and all of you the very best.
Thanks, Fiona! Good to see your pixels too.
There's a woman on YouTube (she does historical clothing) who has a pet guinea pig; as a present, her sister painted a portrait of said guinea pig as a Renaissance nobleman.
I had the weirdest dream last night involving Eddie Brock/Tom Hardy (it kept changing in the dream) but no Venom and Deadpool and some weird demon dog thing that I had to go through some kind of video game type sequence to flip to a devoted, affectionate, dog who could fight for me. Part of it was very action-y/video game ish and then the rest was more a domestic thing. Where someone who looked like Martin Freeman was my step dad, who I saw as more of my real dad. To the point where I forgot (in the dream) he wasn't my real dad.
For you Friday Night Lights fans, Scott Porter as part of an a cappella rendition of the Halo theme music: [link]
There's a woman on YouTube (she does historical clothing) who has a pet guinea pig; as a present, her sister painted a portrait of said guinea pig as a Renaissance nobleman.
Of course. That's what one would do.
There's also one of a different guinea pig titled "Mona Liza"
I had a dream recently where some group of people and I were making Very Important deviled eggs. The whites were on a plate on the ceiling, and you had to climb up a ladder and fill each one overhead. I got fed up and said, "or we could just take them down and do it on the counter."
I woke up pretty damn proud of myself.