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Uno LOVES to retrieve water stuffies, but his game is often cut short when Crescent steals his prize on the last leg of the voyage back to me. I don't know why he lets him get away with it either; he is usually so pushy!
Here he is looking defeated while his bratty brother triumphantly leaps off with floaty shark fin.
April 9, 2008. Here I am at a booth at the Advanced Learning Technologies conference in Fredericton.
Ryan smothered a lure in stink bait and left it somewhere dog-accessible. The dog accessed it. The emergency vet met us immediately, put him under, and wrenched it out. It wasn't a very delicate surgery, but Rooster's not a very delicate dog. He slept off the anesthesia, ate dinner that night, and is doing fine, now. <3
Pentax K-S2, SMC Pentax-M 35/2.8
For the Pentax Forums Single in July challenge
Late entries - slow editing. :-)
The kids found a baby bird coming out of its egg on the ground below its nest in an old abandoned building. They of course wanted to keep it. We put it in the nest..probably didn't help but we just couldn't leave it there like that. Poor thing was opening its little mouth..they were pretty bummed for a bit.
The boy seems older tan his age. You will think he did not wash his clothes for a month. But the clothes he is wearing are all he have. He will be nacked if he wash them.
Jamie and I volunteered for the 2010 "Full Scale Drill" at IAH. News Coverage The FAA requires the airport to simulate a disaster every three years, exercising all the components that would respond to a real disaster. That means fire fighters, rescue teams, and even surrounding hospitals.
The volunteers had scripted roles. Jamie's was a head wound, knee laceration, and internal injuries. Mine was to be almost unhurt, but to wander about offering to assistance: I knew "first aid". It was interesting to role play this, because I was pretty meddlesome until an assistant chief came over and suggested that I could be most helpful sitting over there (out of the way) and watching this unconscious person. He led me to a baggage cart, where I was sat down next to a guy unable to move.
There were all sorts of repercussions, like my being grouped with the "delayed treatment" group instead of the "walking wounded". I was thus sent to a hospital in front of more injured people. There, my role was to tell the nurses and doctors that I was fine, and that others' needed treatment first. Seeing their reaction was interesting.
Finally, it occurred to me that had I really been in this disaster, I would want to know where Jamie was. So I asked the nurses to please find out. That was good for them, because while their planned response covered almost everything, they never thought about how to handle separated partners. Now it will.
I was really impressed with all the responders. They were serious and did a great job. I don't think any of them had been briefed beforehand that this was planned. I know the staff at the hospital was told only ten minutes before we arrived that a simulated plane crash had happened and that a bus load of injured people were coming.
At the plane, it was sobering to watch rescue staff placing objects on top of the dead, marking them as such. A plastic torso got a bottle of water. A volunteer had a suitcase put on him. There were a LOT of dead.
Overall, it was a great way to spend half a day. We did good and had fun. I'd do it again in a heartbeat.
The words really say it all, doesn't it? This is the alternate view of the collapsed Packard Plant in Detroit -- also viewed from this fisheye perspective. There some neat conversation in that thread as well relating to scrappers and the collapse.
This is my seventeenth shot in my Project: Detroit Lives series.
the seat ones are rebuilt and all test good. These will be a tougher challenge I need to clean the gunk then use a solution to clean the copper. The broken one was the one missing the switch in the door. It will be a challenge. I do have the top half, found it in the glove box.
Gedsc digital camera, today i got the smallest fucking paycheck of my life. can you believe it?! thirty fucking dollars. fuck american eagle. it’s almost christmas and i have absolutely no money to buy anything for anyone. i barely have enough money to fucking eat. shit. i wish someone would have told me you get shitty hours at american eagle. well, people did. wish i had listened. i wish i hadn’t quit my job at eat ‘n park so hastily.
For anyone that knows that guys like "targets", putting 110V next to a urinal, in a Bar no less, seems like a really bad idea
This poor girl came to me in a lot of other vintage dolls a few months ago. I'm not sure if she is a number 3 or 4....she has a heavy body. She really needs help. Some sicko broke off most of her fingers on both hands, and cut her hair off. Thankfully she still has her curly bangs, but I don't know how or if her hands can be fixed.
taking a hard core street photographer out of the downtown core of toronto and temporarily relocating her to new mexico is a bit cruel.. i'm going to try and make it up to her by taking her to tokyo in two weeks and to san francisco... but the fact is that there is no "hard core street photography" in albuquerque.. i think the best you get is "soft core sport utility vehicle window photography"... oh well, go with what you've got.
It's a 55 LT tub and it sorta breaks my heart putting them away... But I promise it's not forever... I hope.
u can see the light source here.. but why there is some darkness?! .. these kind of events take place in the Society every day.. .. poors get poorer and richs get richer every time:o
Poor Credit on Keyboard
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