You can rip this bag of Taylor Farms salad out of my cold, dirty hands. Now that I'm on the fiber, protein and cutting out seed oils my immune is maxxed and I can fight the parasite!!! Yeehaaa!
"The Gleaners [Get High]", after AGNÈS VARDA. www.criterion.com/films/30368-...
My research for this book I am writing about sweating is taking me in some interesting directions. Currently exploring clothing for hot environments and came upon this. Seems relevant to today--this could be a tik tok influencer. Also, "evaculation" 😂 #heat #sweating #sweat #thermoregulation
We are at the bacon cheeseburger wonton tacos stage of capitalism now. Thank you, Applebees.
Got a nice ride in before it got real hot and checked out a folding short tail cargo bike at www.perennialcycle.com/about-us.
Eastern Kingbird (Tyrannus tyrannus). Veteran's Memorial Park, Richfield, MN.
Scenes from Old Cedar Bridge (Bloomington) and Veteran's Park (Richfield) all before 10AM today! Tick experts--do you think that's an engorged dog tick on the breast plate of that there turtle? #birds #birdphotograpy
I am surprise no one has brought this up (maybe they have). Bryn-Mawr's shape roughly recapitulates Minnesota's northern border.
Everytime I read these posts I can't help but be reminded of a CD I bought when I lived in Alabama in the late 90s. Possum up a gum stump is a traditional fiddle tune and it's a phrase that means to be in a tight spot or stuck, often in a hole or "up a stump". Your possums are liberated!
Oh yes, the three wheeled tractor and Glurg from a pipe for the livestock!
I have really been enjoying the reopened bike paths the past couple of weeks. And, it has given me a lot of time to think so I'm working on some ideas about alternative transportation modes in the Twin Cities and how to win over the naysayers. Anyhow, this was sure a nice ride this morning.
Fireflies afloat tonight… Minnesota Landscape Arboretum www.instagram.com/mn_arboretum...
It’s patriotic to bike 🚲 🇺🇸. The spur marks where I got stung by a tiny wasp or 🐝 right between my eyes on the bridge of my nose. Ouch!!! This is why I always carry Benadryl.
Memory: 4th of July parade in Bricelyn (~1983 or 84) I had my go-cart tricked out as a Hardware Hank head made of chicken wire and tissue papers. After the parade I drove it down to the town, dump whipped shitties and promptly flipped it over, scraping up the side of my face. Dad sold the thing.
The piece I have been working on since about 5:30AM this morning, when I awoke in a hot rage, is titled: "No Soup For You!" and is about the proposed OMB rule changes regarding grants.
Dennis Smith earned a BA in English and then MA in Comm. from NYU while he was a firefighter in NYC (and wrote this now classic book).