As a child, I was always so angry at God for killing the dinosaurs. It seemed so unfair. My mom bought me the little Golden Book of dinosaurs and it portrayed the dinosaurs as green phantoms. I think the intent was to show you their scale with every day things like people and houses but to me it looked like the dinosaurs were condemned to wander the world as spirits, alone and lamenting that their time was over. This concept kind of haunted me and informed my fear of death. What kind of God would turn these magnificent monsters into miserable green specters?
Then I was thirty we found out that dinosaurs were actually stupid looking shitty things with feathers. Everytime someone makes a new discovery about dinosaurs they get dumber. So, God knew what he was doing all along.
Have you guys ever heard of dabs? I hadn’t.
They are super, super high out there. Very.
It’s the fault of that no-good hippy Wallace Stegner!
Heh.
As a child, I was always so angry at God for killing the dinosaurs. It seemed so unfair. My mom bought me the little Golden Book of dinosaurs and it portrayed the dinosaurs as green phantoms. I think the intent was to show you their scale with every day things like people and houses but to me it looked like the dinosaurs were condemned to wander the world as spirits, alone and lamenting that their time was over. This concept kind of haunted me and informed my fear of death. What kind of God would turn these magnificent monsters into miserable green specters?
Then I was thirty we found out that dinosaurs were actually stupid looking shitty things with feathers. Everytime someone makes a new discovery about dinosaurs they get dumber. So, God knew what he was doing all along.
Here’s looking at you Chicxulub!
So. Scott Stapp should just get out of Florida, then.
http://goldenbookguy.com/images/71511a%20010.jpg
http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HudxAv0VDfc/UVY5PdcB4DI/AAAAAAAAAEM/XDgDXaAxraw/s1600/dino_good_020_plus_join.jpg
And here’s the other thing that somehow put fear and dread into a young me. (Alien didn’t bother me a bit.)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qLsvvZOaFH8
OOps! I think it was THIS one. The previous one is somebody just editing things to the song.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qwWp6vnAF50
To vote or not to vote. That is the question.
“To vote or not to vote…”
Early voting solved that for me.
(I did NOT vote for Lamar Alexander, nor for his (D) opponent. I wrote in his primary challenger. Because I could.)
Oh, OT, but there is this new book out about Muhammad, a biography that tells things some maddened Islunatics might find offensive.
Heads have not rolled…yet.
I’ll bet those high sorts out west aren’t any higher than (m)any found nationwide, in the ’70’s.
Just sayin’.. )
A man before his time, who knew?
Out west.
I’m at least 4200 ft high.
Once I lived above 6000 ft, in the Andes. It was cool (literally).
Di, you were seriously high.