Red onez go fasta!
The hardest part of prompting seems to be character interactions, when they must be doing something specific⊠Probably Iâll need to start shaving weight and remove tokens/words because itâs becoming unstable. But now Iâm off to bed, so, night night lovelies!
Also: coming soon to a desert near youâŠ
Cars line up to watch a nuclear test from the distance at Yucca Flats, Nevada, by J.R. Eyerman (1955)
Not jived @Zaera_Keena
ooh Nana on contracts you can find the rarer boots that go with the almost denim gloss âworkerâ jeans.
current listings are about a triple/quadruple inflated market high ![]()
they do
Kyon is a sardonic, witty student at North High School in Nishinomiya who once sought to have an extraordinary life, but after deeming the notion childish, now seeks little more than a normal life. At school, however, he ends up befriending Haruhi Suzumiya, an eccentric schoolgirl that sits behind him in class who is constantly seeking to make life more interesting for herself, ranging from doing her hair a certain way each day of the week to actively searching for supernatural phenomena and figures. One day, Kyon accidentally plants in Haruhiâs head the idea for her to start a club to engage in her eccentricities.
But thatâs the fun part! ![]()
Careful what you wish for. With no children to watch over me when I get old and senile, it wont prettyâŠ
Edit; And no grandkids to teach me how to use my phone! ![]()
2022 vid of a local fair that got me visit from Homeland Security.
Nice guy! He thought I was going over to watch Dropkick Murphys!
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Yesterday was opening day again and I have made the same flight every yr except staying 10â ft inside the legal range. Canât get then to
anymore.
What can I say, I just like
people I shouldent! ![]()
The tiny little twist is that Haruhi is unaware of being a goddess and sheâs shaped her reality (and Kyonâs) in her search for thrills. And then it gets funnier and weirder in several ways, specially the anime which was intentionally released out of chronological order and has the âForever 8/Augustâ experiment or how you call it.
Itâs not a big franchise, but has its own little cult status, becauseâŠ
Time to go to sleep⊠night night people!
Also: the real deal
Photograph: Daguerreotype of a young woman, by Mathew Brady, between 1851-1860
And:
123 CE (the Classical era)
the Valley of Mexico (a first!)
a boy (letâs rollâŠ)
In 133 CE, a boy was born in the Valley of Mexico, near present-day Mexico City. His name went unrecorded. He grew up in a village that held about 350 people. He lived in a mud-brick and timber farmhouse. In a family of seven children, he was the sixth. His father died when he was 7, his mother when he was 23. His meals were mostly maize gruel and tamales, beans, turkey and lake fish, and squash, chili, and amaranth, with prickly pear and avocado in season. He was about 163 cm in height (5 ft 4 in).
He married at 20. His wife died when he was 21. He had no children. The farthest he ever travelled from home was a dayâs walk, to a neighbouring village. He spoke an early Mesoamerican language and followed an indigenous religion. He spent his days as a hunter. His household lived on what hunting and the forest yielded. He saw Halleyâs Comet at 8: its only visit in his lifetime.
He lived 23 years, dying in a siege. After death, he was buried beneath the floor of the house, so that the household kept its dead within its own walls
Why did the scarecrow win an award?
Because he was out-standing in his field ![]()
Crazy idea of the day: CCP stops wasting time and resources in highly competitive FPS market and whatever Frontier is pretending to accomplish and touches the untouchable to break the unbreakable with a cozy game set in present day Iceland but all the non-evil folklore creatures of Icelandic tradition are real to the player and they must help those creatures to thrive in the modern world: the spirits of places like waterfalls, boulders or canyons (FossbuĂ, BergbuĂ, GljĂșfrabĂșiâŠ), the secret people living under rocks and hills (HuldufĂłlk), the home spirits of farms and fields (Ărmaðr and traditional scandinavian nisse), and maybe the occasional grumpy troll, lost in a world of cars and computers unaware of their existence but for the Player.
Yeah, crazy idea.










