That thing's as big as my dang head. Yikes.
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- I was born in 1962; you do the math. (See also: I'm too lazy to remember to update this thing regularly.) I bought my first house in the summer of 2009; I share it with four cats and with the memories of The Runt and Little Girl, who both passed away in 2011. Rocky, the cat for whom this blog was named, passed away in 2008; I miss them all. I wish I lived somewhere where the winters weren't eight months long; other than that, life is good.
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4 comments:
Holy smokes! It's dinner! Love the hat for a sense of scale. --bridgett
You know, I thought about buying a mushroom-identifying book (yum! mushrooms!) but I'm fabulously bad at ID-ing things (birds, wildflowers, etc.). I don't want to accidentally off myself trying to be Euell Gibbons.
And yeah, blaze orange is IN this fall.
As someone once said, "Never eat anything bigger than your head."
I'm sure this does not apply to ice cream.
I'm pretty sure I've eaten pancakes bigger than my head.
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