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Dragons are a good source of calcium. Not sure how I feel about that. Continue reading
“… we stayed in, napped and watched movies from bed, chief among these The Flight of Dragons, which is one of, if not my favoritest movies ever (she hadn’t seen it). ” Continue reading
Smrgol: Peter, tell me how that… Beacon Street beat goes again.
Peter: Oh, I came from ‘Weeziana, with a banjo on my knee-
Smrgol: Ohhh-ho… Su-*zanna!* Don’t you cry for me! Coz I come from Al-a-bam-a! A-with a banjo on my knee! plunka-plunka-plunka-plunka-plunk! Continue reading
And here’s that anatomical study I mentioned a few days ago, done without a net. Metaphorically speaking, of course. Continue reading
So with the intent of pursuing the Dickinsonian model a bit further, I started idly wondering about swim bladders, which Dickinson likens the hydrogen storage chamber(s) to. Continue reading