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Academy does emphasize that the pansexual promoting BDSM community helped advance greater acceptance of alternative sexualities and and identified three different types of BDSM bisexuality: gender-switching, gender-based styles (taking on a different gendered style depending on the gender of partner when playing), and rejection of gender (resisting the idea that gender matters in their play partners).BDSM routinely challenge our concepts of sexuality by pushing the limits on pre-existing ideas of sexual orientation and gender norms. For some, BDSM and kink provides a platform in creating identities that are fluid, ever-changing.
Lagan Search & Rescue Land Rover Defender Reg BT62 OKA Water Rescue Unit is seen parked in titanic quarter
4/11/18 NYPD gears up to search for the dismembered body parts of 26 year old Brandy Odom whose head & torso were found in Seaview Park on April 9th. Two weeks later the killer is still on the loose.
The Eurasian blue tit (Cyanistes caeruleus)[ is a small passerine bird in the tit family, Paridae. It is easily recognisable by its blue and yellow plumage and small size.
Eurasian blue tits, usually resident and non-migratory birds, are widespread and a common resident breeder throughout temperate and subarctic Europe and the western Palearctic in deciduous or mixed woodlands with a high proportion of oak. They usually nest in tree holes, although they easily adapt to nest boxes where necessary. Their main rival for nests and in the search for food is the larger and more common great tit.
The Eurasian blue tit prefers insects and spiders for its diet. Outside the breeding season, they also eat seeds and other vegetable-based foods. The birds are famed for their acrobatic skills, as they can cling to the outermost branches and hang upside down when looking for food.
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The eruption of Mt. Etna on 26-10-13, seen from the small harbor of Ognina, Catania, Sicily
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Es coger la motosierra y empezar a sobrevolarme buitres, cuervos y milanos.
Algún día podo con el Tamron o me sierro un ojo (no sé que me sentaría peor).
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This is meant to be in a large scale print so when it's a couple feet wide you can start to see that the glass containers have galaxies and nebulae inside.
It is such a huge universe, possibly multiverse that we are just a minuscule speck in. What does that mean for us as a species? As an intelligent creation? What is our significance in such a vast existence? I think the continued search is such an important part of our lives and our development as individuals. Never stop asking, never stop learning, never stop searching.
Feb. 12, 1992: Rescue workers search the flooded Ventura River looking for victims of sudden flooding at the Ventura Beach RV Resort. The rapidly rising river swept away about 30 RVs. The rising water also closed the Ventura Freeway.
all right .. i've promised you his story ... this'll probably be long-winded ...
over three weeks ago someone sent me an ad on Kijiji (like Craig's list). i can't remember what it was for, but for some reason i plugged "wire haired" in the search and found this pathetic dog. it wasn't until after i'd made initial contact that i discovered the link to the "Poster's Other Ads". wirehaired JRT pups for sale, a GSD-border collie cross up for stud or instead of fees will trade for a large female dog "unspayed of course" ... same story with a bichon. clearly a puppy mill, or - at best - a barnyard breeder. and yes, mennonite. (80% of puppymills in Ontario are run by Amish or Mennonite, for those who aren't aware.)
i'd initially sent the ad to another friend who had talked about getting a family dog but was told they'd changed their mind ... and i just let it go. but last week i found myself thinking about this little, 5 yr old guy again. morley doesn't have long with us and although he's comfortable, i don't see a lot of zest for life or happiness. nothing in this world makes morley happier than another terrier, so i thought: why not get morley a dog?
almost an hour drive, we arrived at the farm ... morley in tow. the wife and their 8 yr old daughter brought the dog out while the farmer talked a bit to us. the dog's belly never left the ground and his head was hung low. at the feet of the daughter, his eyes darted wildly from the ground to the girl, to the parents, to the ground again ... utterly terrified. if anyone shifted on that icy, wet, snowy laneway, he ducked even further and skittered to the side, no doubt expecting a boot.
from the moment i laid eyes on him i knew he was the worst fear case i have personally seen ... and i knew we had to get him out of there. even though i'd sworn ahead of time that we wouldn't be bringing him home that same day (we needed a crate and to set stuff up, including me having to arrange with a friend to help me with the integration with matea), we couldn't leave him there. we toyed with the possibility of putting down a deposit and picking him up the next day, but the more i talked w/ the "owners" the more i knew we just had to get him out.
his belly never left the ground as we walked him down the drive through slush and ice water ... only with morley did he perk up a bit. i checked his teeth, his ears, played with his paws just to see how he was ... i've never encountered a more fear-based submission before. in fact, when i first went to pet him, i truly believed he was going to bite me. as it turned out, i even got a kiss when i picked him up for the second time.
we walked him down the long drive several times ... partly so that i could talk to j about it, but mostly to get the hell away from his abusers and get some kind of an idea what he was like.
i didn't try to negotiate a better price ... i was too sick to my stomach. i paid $125 to get him the fuck out of there. now, i do realize this is a slippery slope ... giving my hard-earned money to these people to get this dog out of that situation, but i KNEW that no one else was going to do it. he was going to end up drowned or - at best - sold to another breeder ... and this little guy deserved a lot more than that.
during the drive home, i was literally shaking and working hard not to throw up ... i was so upset. partly from fear of not knowing we had just gotten ourselves into, but mostly because the thought of me contributing to a profit for a dog - much less one in this condition - is sickening to me.
once home, j and i took him and matea on an hour pack-walk. i'll talk more about his rel'shp with matea as it develops. until his neuter he got several long pack walks with her and me, and fortunately he is so meek that he barely registers on matea's radar ... and for now their interactions are controlled and carefully choreographed. yesterday afternoon i even had them lying on the deck together in the sun while i massaged both of them and they snoozed. i have faith that their relationship will be fine with time and management. right now he is too groveling and submissive even for her ... she knows he's unstable, and matea is pure dog ... she'll not tolerate that weakness, even though she's endured several puppyish licks to her chin from him.
he has just been neutered, is fighting a high load of roundworms and a urinary tract infection. he's underweight, has scabs in places that suggest he'd been kicked around, smacked with a barn door, and possibly even some old bite marks. i have not started him on raw yet because when he gets the runs or starts itching, i want to know that it's from the drugs, not the particular protein i'm introduing. fortunately, i was able to get vaccination records from the farmer ... his last full vaccines were given last August ... so i didn't have to give the poor guy more vaccines on top of all the other crap his system is dealing with.
a note on puppymills and vaccinations ... dogs and puppies sold between breeders or at dog auctions (yes, they have them) have to be vaccinated before sale. so i'm pretty sure this farmer had merrick since august, even though he kept saying he'd gotten him from a friend a month ago. the puppies he had for sale were very obviously merrick's. and there were other comments that made me certain he was breeding many dogs ... "so you like the wire coated? not many people like them" ... right, so that's why he's selling his stud dog. later in the conversation i was touching merrick and asked him: "he's such a good looking dog. why wouldn't you want to breed him?" "i like the shorthaireds JRTs better" ... i.e. they sell better. and in answer to: "so why are you selling him?" i received two different answers, but each had to do with having too many dogs ... all the while you could hear the barking in the barn.
i even asked the little girl: "so do you play with him much?" "is he your favorite?" to which she responded that she liked the puppies better.
also, i called the vet on record as having given him his shots in august. only after i assured her i wasn't out to get anyone in trouble, just wanted to help this dog, she admitted that he'd belonged to this other farmer first, way up north where she is, and "they've got a lot of dogs, and yes, they're breeding. you do what you can."
anyway, as i said, he's the worst fear case i have personally encountered. they always say that you get the dog you need, not necessarily the one you want. merrick is totally that case. i will learn much from him as i work to build his confidence in the world and with people. honestly, once this boy is rehabbed i'll have dealt with just about every dog issue out there except for people-aggression. so, we both have much to learn, even though i can't imagine a better place for him.
as for morley ... morley loves him and at the same time tolerates him when merrick gives him tons of kisses ... and merrick certainly needs morley to show him how to be confident in the world, how to sniff things like a dog and move away from cowering at my ankles all the time. i've haven't seen morley this animated in weeks. i only pray he sticks around long enough to show merrick so much more.
so ... that's merrick's story for now. it's going to be a long road ... and on that note, i have to get him out for a pee.
Cpl. Kyle A. Alessandro, a rescue swimmer in training with Marine Transport Squadron 1, carries a search and rescue basket, during training in the Croatan National Forest, N.C., May 22. The squadron completed their annual training to keep their skills sharp for real emergencies.
(U.S. Marine Corps photo by Lance Cpl. Andrea Cleopatra Dickerson/Released)
Bricklink has a search option... It's really useful! For example if you see a MOC with a certain part you have never seen before (or never seen before in that color) you can look it up! Just set the search machine to catalog items, enter some key words and hit go. Just pointing it out for you.
04/04/2023, Port of Las Palmas de Gran Canaria, Islas Canarias, Spain.
Completed drydocking on the 29/03/2023, and pictured here just two hours before sailing for the mid Atlantic.
A Norwegian owned seismic research ship which was built as a RoRo cargo ship.
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Keel laid on 01/12/1994, launched on 12/05/1997, & completed on 11/08/1997, by Gem-Yat shipbuilding, Tuzla, Turkey (40)
4,629 g.t. & 4,050 dwt., as:
Kulachan' to 1997,
'Mother of Pearl' to 2000,
'Oceanic Pearl' to 2005,
'Ocean Pearl' to Febuaury 2023, &
'Argeo Searcher' since.
“Though steeped in legend, the frenzied search for gold and other metals in Death Valley produced few fortunes. Borax, the ‘White Gold of the Desert,” ranks as the valley’s most profitable mineral. Harmony Borax Works was one of Death Valley’s first borax operations. It operated from 1883-1888.
“For more than a century, the 20 Mule Team has been the symbol of the borax industry – on product labels, in history books, and on television. The status is well-earned; mule teams helped solve the most difficult task that faced Death Valley borax operators – getting the product to market.
“The 20 mule teams traveled south through Death Valley, out Wingate Pass, then across the desert to Mojave, California – 165 miles of forbidding terrain. The mule teams pulled loads weighing up to 36 tons (33, 113 kg), including 1,200 gallons (4,545 l) of drinking water. The rear wagon wheels were seven feet (2.1 m) high, and the entire unit, with mules was more than 100 feet (30.5 m) long." [Text from an informational display]
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“20 Mule Team Borax” was the continuing sponsor of “Death Valley Days,” one of the longest running Western series on radio and TV. The series ran weekly for 15 years on radio beginning in the 1930s and then another 18 years and 600 episodes on television from 1952-1970. Ronald Reagan, who hosted the program from 1964 to 1965, can be seen in ads hawking Borax as a washing powder.
It is Streak Throated Wood Pecker. A medium-sized, green woodpecker with streaked throat and scaly whitish underparts. Green above with yellowish rump, white supercilia and white and black moustache. Crown red in male, blackish in female. Tail dark and plain. Small, dark bill. This is I found at a nearby forest of Kolkata.