nope, she's not asking me what to do next. she's stretching... out of Utter Boredom and Frustration with this nitwit she's stuck playing against! she'd been bugging me for days to play "chest". had to say no because i don't play and i figured based on her pronunciation of the game and the liberties she takes in chinese checkers (maybe her ancestral right), she'd need a mentor. wow, was i wrong. i think her real name is boris. she gets it all and she gets it really well (OK MAYBE NOT THE PAWN IN THE BACK ROW) (after playing twice). so there it is: my six yr. old is teaching me chess, and when i was 6, i was watching howdy doody.
Tags: chess game kid smart i took a bunch and they're very funny the babysitter taught her pawns fly that's not eyeliner OR ps ABigFave
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i've had this box for years, but recently discovered it's not exactly rare. in fact, i think millions of them are floating thru flea markets, antique emporiums and ebay as we speak. maybe if we flatten and circulate them as american currency, the economic crisis will be over.
Tags: bing crosby ice cream vintage old, useless shit i'm going to burn someday crooner questionable home life one has to wonder why they put the brakes on production one has to wonder why his name was bing texture: my3peas. thanks vanchocstraw
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temps and winds got up to sixty yesterday, so for a few hours we had a most amazing white haze flying off the patches of snow. i went out to shoot a field, but when i saw this house wrapped in a cloud, it was magic.
Tags: i doubt the winds were 60mph, that was the prediction and we lost power but i think 60 means you're moonwalking when you get out of your car house white snow fog mist haze farm this means spring is coming, right?? First Quality
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Tags: canoe dawn lake first time soloing T4L layer: petite chose. thanks. boy sam i was a bit nervous because the day before we'd been out together and the current was so strong we almost couldn't get back loons i love this place
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Tags: my dad my sister my brother dick stout and his sister, whose name i can't remember down the shore....i love that phrase thanks nesster, for the layer noise and dust thru the viewfinder view from a vacuum cleaner bag sand gets in your eyes i think this is the way memory filters into my brain in the middle of the night
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