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So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
The Profile Zanzibar Age. 39 Gender. Female Ethnicity. that of my father and his father before him Location Altadena, CA School. Other » More info. The Weather The World The Link To Zanzibar's Past
This is my page in the beloved art community that my sister got me into: Samarinda Extra points for people who know what Samarinda is. The Phases of the Moon Module CURRENT MOON Writings
Poetry The Tree and the Telephone Pole The Spider I Do Not Know Their Names The Mouse Blindness La Plante The Moon Today I am Young A Night Poem Celestial Wandering Siren of the Sea If I Were a Dragon To the Dreamers Leave the Sky The Honor of the Oyster Return From San Diego War My Study Defeat A Late Summer's Night Of Dragons and Men Erebus The Edge of the World The Race Dragon's Spirit The Snake's Terror Spirit Island Metaphysics Metaphysica Transponderae Metaphysics and the Middaymoon Of Adventures in Foreign Lands The Rogue Wave: The Unedited Version Adventures in the PRC Voyage of Discovery Drinking the Blood of Goats Ticket for a Phantom Bus Os peixes nadam o mar Three Villages Far Away The River Weser Children I Should Have Kidnapped, Part I Let's Get You Out of Those Clothes Radishes Three-Piece-Lawsuit If Underwear Could Speak Croc Hunter/Combat Wombat
My hero(s) Only My Favorite Baseball Player EVER Aw, Larry Walker, how I loved thee. The Schedule
M: Science and Exploration T: Cook a nice dinner W: PARKOUR! Th: Parties, movies, dinners F: Picnics, the Louvre S: Read books, go for walks, PARKOUR Su: Philosophy, Religion The Reading List
This list starts Summer 2006 A Crocodile on the Sandbank Looking Backwards Wild Swans Exodus 1984 Tales of the Alhambra (in progress) Dark Lord of Derkholm Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? The Lost Years of Merlin Harry Potter a l'ecole des sorciers (in progress) Atlas Shrugged (in progress) Uglies Pretties Specials A Long Way Gone (story of a boy soldier in Sierra Leone- met the author! w00t!) The Eye of the World: Book One of the Wheel of Time From Magma to Tephra (in progress) Lady Chatterley's Lover Harry Potter 7 The No. 1 Lady's Detective Agency Introduction to Planetary Volcanism A Child Called "It" Pompeii Is Multi-Culturalism Bad for Women? Americans in Southeast Asia: Roots of Commitment (in progress) What's So Great About Christianity? Aeolian Geomorphology Aeolian Dust and Dust Deposits The City of Ember The People of Sparks Cube Route When I was in Cuba, I was a German Shepard Bound The Golden Compass Clan of the Cave Bear The 9/11 Commission Report (2nd time through, graphic novel format this time, ip) The Incredible Shrinking Man Twilight Eclipse New Moon Breaking Dawn Armageddon's Children The Elves of Cintra The Gypsy Morph Animorphs #23: The Pretender Animorphs #25: The Extreme Animorphs #26: The Attack Crucial Conversations A Journey to the Center of the Earth A Great and Terrible Beauty The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian Dandelion Wine To Sir, With Love London Calling Watership Down The Invisible Alice in Wonderland Through the Looking Glass 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea The Host The Hunger Games Catching Fire Shadows and Strongholds The Jungle Book Beatrice and Virgil Infidel Neuromancer The Help Flip Zion Andrews The Unit Princess Quantum Brain The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks No One Ever Told Us We Were Defeated Delirium Memento Nora Robopocalypse The Name of the Wind The Terror Sister Tao Te Ching What Paul Meant Lao Tzu and Taoism Libyan Sands Sand and Sandstones Lost Christianites: The Battles for Scripture and the Faiths We Never Knew The Science of God Calculating God Great Contemporaries, by Winston Churchill City of Bones Around the World in 80 Days, by Jules Verne Divergent Stranger in a Strange Land The Old Man and the Sea Flowers for Algernon Au Bonheur des Ogres The Martian The Road to Serfdom De La Terre � la Lune (ip) In the Light of What We Know Devil in the White City 2312 The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August Red Mars How to Be a Good Wife A Mote in God's Eye A Gentleman in Russia The Fatal Conceit: The Errors of Socialism Seneca: Letters from a Stoic | The Adventures of Sharkboy Thursday. 6.16.11 8:31 am I have Sharkboy on the phone. He is worried about his newly inherited chickens. He promised his professor's young daughter that he would take care of them for her, but one of them is looking a little lack-luster, and none of them are laying eggs. He has decided to get them all out of the hen house so that they can walk around the yard. He'll have to do it this evening, however, as he has another, more pressing problem: the other thing he inherited from his professor was a house full of fleas. He is about to set off a series of flea-bombs that will release a shroud of death upon these unwelcome creatures. He says for all they've bitten and tormented him, he hopes that he can hear their little tiny flea-screams when they die. "Do you want to stay on the phone with me while I set them off?" he says. I agree, but only if it won't compromise his ability to set off the bombs and retreat safely. Since the whole house is full of them, he has to start upstairs and then run downstairs from room to room in a carefully planned route that will lead to his way out. "Have you closed all the windows?" I say. "Have you turned off the fans and the air conditioning?" Yes, yes, yes. Now he is nervous. I don't want to make him nervous so I stop asking questions. He begins. I can hear him running. Then I hear the smoke alarm. "Did you turn off the smoke alarms!?" I ask. No! And it's much too late now! Another smoke alarm goes off. "I'm going to try to turn it off," he says, "...I'm going to have to call you back." He hangs up. I'm hanging. Is he going to go back upstairs through the poisonous haze to get the other smoke detector? Finally I get a call. He is breathing deep breaths of the warm sweet air of Outside. He had been able to turn off one smoke detector, but he got a big lungful of flea-gas and decided to gtfo. He was standing outside and looking back at the gas-filled house, listening to the smoke-alarm (or was it the sound of a thousand fleas screaming?) He is triumphant: the eternal struggle between Man and Nature was about to be won by Man, at least in this part of the Universe. In the evening I get another call. He went back into the house. There are fleas that are still alive and jumping. The creeping insanity that is a product of persistent infestations is no doubt close at hand. I recalled the eventual total freakout of my sister jinyu in the face of the Pixie Moth Infestation, though I didn't realize how she felt until many years later when I faced an infestation of my own. Sharkboy resolves to buy twice as many bombs and bomb the living hell out of the place. I might call this "Stage 3" of Infestation Insanity, following "1: Realization of the extent of the infestation" and "2: Calmly taking measures to get rid of the infestation", and coming before "4: Complete Freakout", "5: Calling professional help" and "6: Moving". Another complete freakout is in store as Stage 7 if insects of the same type are discovered to have made the move as well. But Sharkboy is not calling about the fleas--- he is calling about the chickens. "A FOX ATE MY CHICKEN!" are the first words that I hear. "A fox? Ate your chicken? When?" "About thirty seconds ago." "Oh no!" Apparently he let the chickens out of the coop, went into the house for a moment, then came out again to see if the chickens had returned to their places. He counted three chickens out of four, so he went looking for the fourth. When he glanced into the neighboring vacant lot, he saw it: a fox with a big chicken in its mouth. He yelled and took off running after the fox, succeeding in getting the fox to drop the chicken and retreat. The chicken was twitching, but dead. Not knowing what to do with the body, he left it there. As he talks to me on the phone, he sees the fox return and pick up the chicken in its mouth and retreat through the long grass. He can only see the body of the dead chicken, bouncing its way just above the grass-tops. Sharkboy: 0, Nature: 2 7 Comments. He should fumigateeeeeeeeee. Gets rid of fleas AND ants, as well as other creepy crawlers. Also, my original plan was to just donate the hair, but I don't know if it's a good idea now since my hair isn't in great shape. » randomjunk on 2011-06-16 10:26:09 Ick. Fleas are horrible little creatures. We didn't have an infestation, but we did have to deal with them in one of our many residences. They were drawn to the cat. Even with the collars and flea stuff you put on cats necks, they were relentless. Eventually we had to get rid of almost all the climbing things the cat used. I don't remember if the house was bombed, though. I think we ended up just moving to a different place. Best of luck in Sharkboy's next adventures. Hopefully no more chickens are lost and all fleas are defeated. » LostSoul13 on 2011-06-17 04:39:46 When you said "inherited", I'm assuming that he is just looking after them for the summer... Anyway, I hope the one that lack luster was the one the fox ate... Sharkboy vs Fleas, take #2. That should be interesting... » Nuttz on 2011-06-17 10:39:32 http://xkcd.com/913/ The alt text immediately made me think of you. » middaymoon on 2011-06-18 01:58:34 Thank yous! I'll be back every now and then. I'll try to post something worth reading... Keyword: try. » Ajibalaji89 on 2011-06-18 06:46:04 This entry and the last make me smile :) I is soo happy for you. » The-Muffin-Man on 2011-06-20 02:39:41 yeah ^.^ he's growing on me to :P » hiddenagenda on 2011-06-21 01:32:46
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