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Lot of tall tales and myths regarding the water moccasin. I'm 66 now and I used to catch cottonmouths as a kid in Coosa County, Alabama. As an adult? No way. But I've photographed hundreds of them. Never felt threatened by any. Never been chased. Florida is cottonmouth heaven. They're everywhere. Sometimes I lay on the ground to photograph them. They either pose...or scram.
I wish Flickr would let us put notes on our pictures again. I'd like to mark the single Pintail duck taking flight. I think he wants to scram out of the way, because he hears the flapping thunder and knows what is coming. He is on the left 1/3rd of the photo and headed to the viewer's left.
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This isn't the best photograph, technically or artistically, but I was still happy to capture it. The moon burst out of the clouds as the seats lifting people to the top of the tower was ascending. This was the instant when they were at the top and about to be dropped for their brief trill ride.
We've got some GREAT pet items right now! Get 'em while they're hot! The first 2 pictures show a Sofa Scram scat mat. We have 2 of them! If your cat or dog stands on it, it makes a noise to make them "scat". Great for teaching them to stay off of the furniture, counters, stove... And the Orange Emergency Vet Fund has a great exercise pen available for sale! And we currently have a couple of small pens and even a car ramp to make it easier for your seniors to get in and out of the car. It's lightweight, and holds up to 400 lbs! And a couple of "critter" cages -- for your rabbit, or guinea pig, or other small critter. And for humans, look at the selection of scrubs that has come in this week!!! And a very nice surround for your electric fireplace. Perfect, now that the freezing temperatures are here!
Rikki's Refuge Re-Tail " A Pawsome Resale Shop " 3503 Lafayette Blvd. Fredericksburg, VA. 22408 540-891-5300 RE-TAIL on Facebook: www.facebook.com/ReTail.org
Ryan Helbach, a Hypersonic Research Engineer, holds a flight test model in Hypersonic Combustion Research Cell 22, used to research SCRAM jet technology at the Air Force Research Laboratory at Wright Patterson Air Force Base in Dayton, Ohio, Jul 21, 2016. Helbach is the program lead for AFRL's Intellect to Intellect Exchange (i2i Exchange) which pairs AFRL scientists and engineers with innovative private tech companies and created the AFRL Entrepreneurial Program allowing scientists and engineers to take sabbaticals to pursue outside for-profit goals. (U.S. Air Force photo by J.M. Eddins Jr.)
Jill and I had a week in Scotland, staying at Seton Sands caravan site..
Lovely spot and whilst there saw our daughter and son in Law. Plus I had a day to myself and so hired a Royal Enfield Scram from Bikerbnb Adventures bike shop/dealer in Edinburgh.
Enjoyed 180(s)miles on that bike which is similar but different to my Himmy..!
That modest dance school on the edge of Siem Reap town produced top dancers through the years. Doing their stretching exercise combined with the form of Cambodian Classical Ballet, the novice was trying to imitate the senior pupil here. This was 2010.
My last visit, most of the best dancers had been poached from this troupe by the better funded outfits like Smile of Angkor or big hotel show with promise of better pay. Capitalism at its best of course, so the school has scramed for more trainees in 2012. It's a sign of producing good products I supposed.
We've got some GREAT pet items right now! Get 'em while they're hot! The first 2 pictures show a Sofa Scram scat mat. We have 2 of them! If your cat or dog stands on it, it makes a noise to make them "scat". Great for teaching them to stay off of the furniture, counters, stove... And the Orange Emergency Vet Fund has a great exercise pen available for sale! And we currently have a couple of small pens and even a car ramp to make it easier for your seniors to get in and out of the car. It's lightweight, and holds up to 400 lbs! And a couple of "critter" cages -- for your rabbit, or guinea pig, or other small critter. And for humans, look at the selection of scrubs that has come in this week!!! And a very nice surround for your electric fireplace. Perfect, now that the freezing temperatures are here!
Rikki's Refuge Re-Tail " A Pawsome Resale Shop " 3503 Lafayette Blvd. Fredericksburg, VA. 22408 540-891-5300 RE-TAIL on Facebook: www.facebook.com/ReTail.org
Cheesy tofu scram with slow cooked bourbon baked beans, cauliflower tater tots, and maple bourbon ketchup. Laryssa's entry for the diner cookoff back in January.
In this case, a Scram is an emergency nuclear reactor shutdown.
B Reactor, at the Hanford Nuclear Reservation, the first large scale nuclear reactor.
Jill and I had a week in Scotland, staying at Seton Sands caravan site..
Lovely spot and whilst there saw our daughter and son in Law. Plus I had a day to myself and so hired a Royal Enfield Scram from Bikerbnb Adventures bike shop/dealer in Edinburgh.
Enjoyed 180(s)miles on that bike which is similar but different to my Himmy..!
Hypersonic Research Engineers, Ryan Helbach and 1st Lt David McLellan, talk in Hypersonic Combustion Research Cell 22, used in research into SCRAM jet technology, at the Air Force Research Laboratory at Wright Patterson Air Force Base in Dayton, Ohio, Jul 21, 2016. Helbach is the program lead for AFRL's Intellect to Intellect Exchange (i2i Exchange) which pairs AFRL scientists and engineers with innovative private tech companies and created the AFRL Entrepreneurial Program allowing scientists and engineers to take sabbaticals to pursue outside for-profit goals. (U.S. Air Force photo by J.M. Eddins Jr.)
Fur ya bilge rats that ha'nt the purrrr'easure of meatin the fiercest Pirate of all the...house... and backyard when she scrams out the backdoor when the scurvy dogs be set a'flea!
This be PIRATE JACK! and yes, those are her real whiskers =^.^=
Some may wonder how she got the kitnames 'Le Pirate Meoff', 'Pegleg Steve', 'Optical Prime' and 'OneEye' ...ok, the 2nd one I make up...
Ye might not guess, but Jack only has one eye! AYE!
Pirate Jack lost her gazer in an EPIC sword fight to the death...
yeah.. either that or she had feline herpes as a kit and had to have it removed.. but I like the first story better... ;)
So for all that inquire, ye shall walk the plank!!... that leads to this picture >.<
Foundations Exhibit -
Sydney's original graffiti artists paint side by side with the Insomniaks (formerly Ignore Mainstream crew), Sydney's very own newschool delegates.
Foundations is curated by Phibs in association with aMBUSH Gallery and will include artists such as Paze, Spice, Styles, Scram, Kerupt, Prins, Mare, Kade, Rexy, Gane 2, Mystery, Houster, Kode 2, Poser, Yzer, Oricks, Oke,
Next time you're found, with your chin on the ground
There a lot to be learned, so look around
Just what makes that little old ant
Think he'll move that rubber tree plant
Anyone knows an ant, can't
Move a rubber tree plant
But he's got high hopes, he's got high hopes
He's got high apple pie, in the sky hopes
So any time you're gettin' low
'Stead of lettin' go
Just remember that ant
Oops, there goes another rubber tree plant
Oops, there goes another rubber tree plant
Oops, there goes another rubber tree plant
When troubles call, and your back's to the wall
There's a lot to be learned, that wall could fall
Once there was a silly old ram
Thought he'd punch a hole in a dam
No one could make that ram, scram
He kept buttin' that dam
'Cause he had high hopes, he had high hopes
He had high apple pie, in the sky hopes
So any time you're feelin' bad
'Stead of feelin' sad
Just remember that ram
Oops, there goes a billion kilowatt dam
Oops, there goes a billion kilowatt dam
Oops, there goes a billion kilowatt dam
All problem's just a toy balloon
They'll be bursted soon
They're just bound to go pop
Oops, there goes another problem kerplop
Oops, there goes another problem kerplop
Oops, there goes another problem kerplop, kerlpop
One of 6 barrels made for SCRAM & BAZAZZ - Surrey Cubs and Beavers fundays... over 300 litres of the stuff
Visit www.superpants.net for details on how to make this
Peedee, once again, was in one of his moods. Maybe it was all the nuts he’d eaten. Maybe he was just bored. Closing his eyes he continued to sun himself on the warm wooden deck. Nearby, his vigilant mother peered down from above and could only sigh. Where had she gone wrong? Why wasn’t her son out playing with the rest? Sooner or later, she knew she would have no choice but to kick Peedee out. It’s what squirrels do you know. They don’t dwell on such things much. They have their instincts and they simply follow through with them.
How boring this all seemed to Peedee. He had known for some time he wasn’t like the rest. He would never be like the rest. He watched in dismay as others his age loved to do nothing more than chase a piece of tail. Good Lord, rodent-like instincts were beneath him.
“Look at them, running around like a bunch of….” Even the name “squirrel” rubbed Peedee the wrong way and he rarely used it in everyday conversation. As a matter of fact most conversations Peedee had were with himself, at least they were interesting.
The owner of the deck from which Peedee enjoyed his languid afternoons stayed mostly inside where it was cool. Occasionally the home’s owner, Larry, would make an appearance to replenish the two bird feeders hanging from a tree next the deck. Larry also made it his duty to hang pinecones covered in peanut butter wherever he could. Peedee had his doubts about Larry but decided he was basically nothing more than a milquetoast of a human being.
Upon seeing Peedee, Larry bobbled his way back inside the house to retrieve his camera. As Larry tippy-toed towards the squirrel, Peedee could only muse, “Oh joy, time for yet another squirrel shot.” Feigning to be asleep right up until the camera clicked, Peedee scared the shit out of Larry when he lunged towards him. Peedee laughed so hard he dropped his nut. So much in fact that he broke his number one rule of never speaking to humans. Standing erect on his back haunches Peedee chirped, “Why don’t you take a picture of this dickhead!” Even though under duress, Larry somehow managed to take a quick picture of Peedee before he broke his pose.
“Well I’ll be go to hell,” Larry said to himself in amazement, “that squirrel just flipped me off.”
That evening when Larry showed a printed copy of the photo to his pot-smoking buddy, John, they both agreed they had something special. They realized the photo might even be worthy of someday being published in the National Enquirer.
They decided to head back out onto the deck to see if their ‘finger-flipping’ phenomenon had returned. John grabbed a net and Larry chose a shovel, (why no one is sure) and proceeded back out to the deck in search of the amazing squirrel. As they looked around John suddenly got a case of the munchies and mumbled, “Sure could use some nuts.” A few seconds later, a nut mysteriously plopped on the deck. “Thanks man!” was John’s response. He looked up and saw Peedee staring down at him and so he asked, “Hey man, wanna smoke some pot?”
Peedee, of course, couldn’t resist the offer and scampered down to have a toke. Even Momma Peedee decided a little dope might do the trick in calming her nerves. Before too long all kinds of critters were on the deck joining in the fun. John was starting to take a liking to a sexy white rabbit that had shown up alone. Maybe it was her auras that turned him on but something obviously had John in a fixated state. Larry, somewhere between stoned and really stoned, watched in disbelief as Momma Peedee performed felacio on a bad-boy raccoon.
The next morning both Larry and John were surprised when they awoke to find themselves sprawled out on the deck. Beer cans were everywhere and a little chipmunk was surprisingly nestled right up next to Larry's crotch.
Larry told the chipmunk to scram as he slowly stretched and scratched himself to a new day. His eyes went wide when his scratching found his privates. His zipper was undone, and his normally modest crotch felt huge. He scratched some more and felt some more, and pulled out a nut, then another nut and then three more nuts after that. The chipmunk unafraid, ran up and took one of the nuts without missing a beat.
John, curled up on the deck was laughing his ass off at his old pal. As Larry continued to remove more and more nuts from his crotch his smart ass friend chirped, “Well it’s taken years Larry, but you’ve finally grown some nuts.”
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T.G. Friel
The heart reminded me of Flickr. I notice a lot of photos of hearts. I don't get the fascination with it but I saw this and it scrammed Flickr. So I was obligated to post it.
On the eve of the Adam's birthday, Big Prime was makin' the rounds, when suddenly he heard a cacophony of yummy sounds coming from the vicinity of the fridge.
He cracked it open. What he found could only be described as a bunch of really. bad. eggs. getting into the thick of things. Prime couldn't believe it. Half a birthday cheesecake --- gone.
"Somebody's gonna pay for this," the red guy muttered. "Autobots, transform and roll out!"
"Yeah, whatever big guy," Megs said, leveling his cannon. "Now scram."
"BMOGHHWERGPAWG!"
"Are you a girl? I talk to girls allllllll the time."
"You have given us cake, we are eternally grateful."
"Don't make me use my ears, buster."
Prime backed away slowly. They were nuts, they were scary, and they had all the cake. He knew when to cut and run.
Happy birthday, Adam. We're glad you're around.
Created with fd's Flickr Toys.
The cows on this Vermont farm are not happy at all with the resident fox stealing chickens to feed her pups
This look and the story behind it are blogged on Eclectic Equations here... eclecticequations.blogspot.co.uk/2014/12/december-dreams-...