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Phase #5

• Preliminary guidework testing with the mobility instructor under blindfold
• Complete veterinary history review
• More challenging guidework training environments (pedestrian traffic, stairs, different flooring surfaces, etc.)

that’s what you say, right, when you find something disgusting but someone else might like it?

Free 2 good home = please get this away from me.

Free 2 good home.

not only is Kingston adorable, he’s a hard worker, too!

I’m not saying I condone the whole dressing-up-puppies thing but you can’t say you’ve ever seen anything cuter than “Kingston” dressed as Linus.

Found while searching my inbox for the word “greenhouse”  This is from 10/20/05

When I was four years old, my turtle ran away. Forgoing the lettuce leaves, sliced peaches, and ground beef my mom would place in a pie tin for him, he escaped from the confines of the red colored greenhouse in our backyard to search for a better life somewhere else. He was never seen again. Myrtle’s departure also marked the end of my family’s daily visits to that greenhouse, although it was only a few steps outside the patio door, it was quickly neglected and forgotten; except during the winter, when the solar cover came off the pool, was rolled up, and placed in storage in the greenhouse beside many inflatable pool toys.

As a teenager I avoided the red wooden structure it because I feared spiders and rats would attack me if I opened its door; but before Myrtle ran away, when I was a toddler, I used to follow my mom inside to check on him while she was tending to the growing garden she housed there. Inside the greenhouse doors there was fairly state of the art technology, as greenhouses go – a heater to keep the plants warm in winter, strategically placed fans to cool them in the summer time. Small, white crystal rocks covered the ground and I used to collect them in a little heart shaped ceramic box that sat on the dresser in my room. I was the only one of my friends to have a greenhouse in my backyard, even if it had fallen into many years of disrepair and was more of an eyesore than anything else.

There was, of course, the mother’s day when my dad decided he was going to fix it! He spent all afternoon hammering 2x4s into the foundation and making trips to home depot – his favorite store – while my mom watched from inside the house. I stood with her, arms crossed, looking out at him, knowing full well it was the same old dad who loved to play with tools but never had enough time or energy to finish a job efficiently. He would have been a wonderful carpenter if not for his law practice. And so the greenhouse sat, 2x4s and all, untouched for many years, a promise unfulfilled.

The ease with which my uncle and cousins tore down the greenhouse is almost as embarrassing as the building itself was by that time. It was a hot September day about a week after my dad lost his year and a half long fight against cancer, and my mom and brother and I were still very much consumed with his battle, could not believe it was over, that he was gone. But my mom did not want to have people at our house after the memorial service, sitting in our backyard, having to stare at that ugly, vacant, worthless structure while we were celebrating my dad’s life. So they tore it down in less than an hour, and what was once a working garden became a pile of scrap wood that my uncle slipped the garbage man forty bucks to haul away.

Suddenly, like my father, it was physically gone from my life, and its loss hit me much harder than I expected. I grieved for it too – and for Myrtle, and the flowers, fans, spiders, termites, pool covers, and garden tools that had called it home over the years. It was the small, white crystal rocks, however, that I connected with the most, for we both found ourselves thrust into a new, unsheltered future. Although my family has since sold that house and moved, I will always keep those white crystal rocks, in my little ceramic heart, to remind me how far we have both journeyed together.

5. Are we there yet?
4. How can we get this resolved [to my liking]?
3. How come he got more than I did?
2. Why (the hell) did you do (it like) that?
1. Why are you mad at me?

damhnait:

TMN linked to a piece on internet rules and laws today, among which was Danth’s Law which states that “if you have to insist you’ve won an internet argument, you’ve probably lost badly”.

Danth’s Law was most famously declared in “The Lenski Affair”, between microbiologist Richard Lenski and the editor of Conservapedia.com, Andrew Schlafly, who cast doubt upon Prof Lenski’s elegant experimental demonstration of evolution.

After what is widely held to be one of the greatest and most comprehensive put-downs in scientific argument from Prof Lenski, Mr Schlafly declared himself the winner.

Absolutely magical and incredibly satisfying exchange.

benjaminhilts:

merlin:

Elliott Smith - “Waltz #2 (XO)”

Love seeing him play and sing this confidently. Chills.

The recorded version on XO has one of my favorite bridges ever ever. Gorgeous arrangement and heavenly vocals. Twelve perfect bars.

Album version - Elliott Smith - Waltz #2 (XO)

Feels like Fall, yes?