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Note to self: Finish rest of vacation blog.
A few "happy tales" adoptions from Saturday's shift:
Connor, a "Back Shelf" cat, who had been at the SPCA since March. He was a stray so had no history and was an all-black cat, both strikes against his chances of getting adopted. Though, a nice woman in her 20s fell in love with this beautiful boy and (hopefully) took him home today.
Mark, a 4-month-old kitten born at the SPCA to Megan. This little guy stood out from the rest of his brothers and sisters - he became blind. Though not being able to see never stopped him from exploring his cage and craning his neck towards the voices of visitors who passed by him. I cuddled him while a co-worker went over the adoption paperwork with his new owners, and after a few minutes of squirming around, he settled down in my arms and began to purr. Such a lucky little loverboy!
And this little (relatively speaking) girl also found a home. Her name was Sweetie and she was a 5-month-old Bernese Mountain Dog/St. Bernard mix... needless to say, she's going to be a biiiiiiiig girl when fully grown at about 2 years. She was already nearly 50 pounds! Her new owners live in Philadelphia, so she will spend a few more days at the SPCA until she can be spayed.
Did you know...
I love random, useless, non life-changing trivia. :) The following handy batch of 'impress your friends' tid bits comes from my favorite place to get my fix: Mentalfloss.com
Your foot is the same size as the distance between your wrist and elbow. You can put your foot in that area and it will fit. Your forearm and foot are the same size.
After going into heat, an unaltered female ferret can actually die if she does not mate. Similarly a spider can die when molting because it requires using every muscle and tremendous energy.
Goosebumps are actually caused by a muscle. It is called the arrector pilli muscle.
Yahoo! is an acronym for “Yet Another Hiearchical Officious Oracle.”
“Britney Spears” is an anagram for “Presbyterians”.
Istanbul, Turkey, is the only city in the world that lies in two continents.
Over 1/2 the population of Uganda is under 15 yrs. old.
The first seedless grapes were kind of an accident. Thousands of years ago in the Middle East, a random genetic mutation caused a group of grapes to spontaneously abort their own seeds before the seeds could develop hard casings. The result: seedless produce. To reproduce the fruit, a sly farmer simply cloned the vine (with no seeds, there’s nothing to plant)—meaning that all seedless grapes today are direct descendants of that one mutated grape vine.
Foreign Accent Syndrome is a rare side effect of brain trauma, whereby a patient’s enunciation is altered to the point where it begins to resemble a foreign accent. Perhaps the most famous example occurred in 1941, when a young Norwegian woman began speaking with what sounded like a German accent after being hit in the head with shrapnel. Her community, thinking she had Fascist sympathies, shunned her.
Your foot is the same size as the distance between your wrist and elbow. You can put your foot in that area and it will fit. Your forearm and foot are the same size.
After going into heat, an unaltered female ferret can actually die if she does not mate. Similarly a spider can die when molting because it requires using every muscle and tremendous energy.
Goosebumps are actually caused by a muscle. It is called the arrector pilli muscle.
Yahoo! is an acronym for “Yet Another Hiearchical Officious Oracle.”
“Britney Spears” is an anagram for “Presbyterians”.
Istanbul, Turkey, is the only city in the world that lies in two continents.
Over 1/2 the population of Uganda is under 15 yrs. old.
The first seedless grapes were kind of an accident. Thousands of years ago in the Middle East, a random genetic mutation caused a group of grapes to spontaneously abort their own seeds before the seeds could develop hard casings. The result: seedless produce. To reproduce the fruit, a sly farmer simply cloned the vine (with no seeds, there’s nothing to plant)—meaning that all seedless grapes today are direct descendants of that one mutated grape vine.
Foreign Accent Syndrome is a rare side effect of brain trauma, whereby a patient’s enunciation is altered to the point where it begins to resemble a foreign accent. Perhaps the most famous example occurred in 1941, when a young Norwegian woman began speaking with what sounded like a German accent after being hit in the head with shrapnel. Her community, thinking she had Fascist sympathies, shunned her.
Global Warming or La Nina
The below I find of GREAT concern for so many reasons, I am currently so full of words that I need what is called "a female moment" to let them percolate. In business speak, "I am formulating my response and will revert to you."
Regarding the statement towards the bottom of the article where they say there might be 2 dufferent types of El Ninos. The elders in California when I was growing up (and still today there are people who split the hairs) called it El Nino and LA NINA, (neen ya - not Neen A) to differentiate.
http://www.noaa.gov
[Blog #170] --- Neutral --- [Sunday] - POPURI'S PREGNANT!
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Blog #170
POPURI'S PREGNANT!
POPURI'S PREGNANT!
Typical to my usual schedule - I've spent my Sunday at nana's: playing Harvest Moon, drinking endless quantities of blackcurrant juice and eating Mars cake bars.
Today's Sunday lunch was comprised of chicken - which made a change to beef. Nana used what was left to make sandwiches for tea. I fucking love cold cooked chicken, it's amazing. :D
I'm on a streak with my farm - I've gone from 61% to 70% - I've been spending all my money buying cows and sheep - and then proceeding to give them weird fucking names.
I've called one of my cows BUBBLES for fuck's sake. :)
I'm also growing massive quantities of vegetables and earning masses of money. I've finally worked out some decent strategies for this. I've also decided to get the Harvest Sprites in on the action - they can brush my animals. If I'm going to end up with 20 of them - I REALLY won't be fucking arsed to brush all of them.
I still have to go around and talk to them all though. And it helps if I milk the cows before they do. The stupid twats don't even use the cheese maker - so they're losing me vital money, damn it!
And I'll have to tell them to sod off in Autumn - either that, or leave my best sheep outside. I want to enter her in the sheep festival - and no sheep shall ever escape the vile clutches of the CLIPPING SHEARS.
And in other news - Shelly, my first cow has won the Cow Festival.
GOLDEN MILK FOR ALL!
But the thing that amused me the most was Popuri discovering SHE WAS PREGNANT.
I pissed myself when the dialogue box popped up.
Now I'm going to have to think of a name for the spawn.
Tee hee, just imagine the perecentage I'm going to get for having him. :)
It's a bit strange though - my character's name is Dixie, and my wife is Popuri.
I couldn't even combine the names, because I then end up with names like PIXIE AND POPPIE.
PMSL...
I'm pondering with names like Vito, Dean, Ashley - etc etc.
(Don't ask how the fuck those three names relate - I just seem to think they'd all fit nicely.)
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I'm so fucking distracted at the moment - I have old blogs to update and coursework to finish, but all I want to do is sit here on YouTube and watch episodes of Fillmore!
I was thinking about it, for some reason - doubted that any episodes would be available on YT, and I only went and found A SHITLOAD. :)
Today's Sunday lunch was comprised of chicken - which made a change to beef. Nana used what was left to make sandwiches for tea. I fucking love cold cooked chicken, it's amazing. :D
I'm on a streak with my farm - I've gone from 61% to 70% - I've been spending all my money buying cows and sheep - and then proceeding to give them weird fucking names.
I've called one of my cows BUBBLES for fuck's sake. :)
I'm also growing massive quantities of vegetables and earning masses of money. I've finally worked out some decent strategies for this. I've also decided to get the Harvest Sprites in on the action - they can brush my animals. If I'm going to end up with 20 of them - I REALLY won't be fucking arsed to brush all of them.
I still have to go around and talk to them all though. And it helps if I milk the cows before they do. The stupid twats don't even use the cheese maker - so they're losing me vital money, damn it!
And I'll have to tell them to sod off in Autumn - either that, or leave my best sheep outside. I want to enter her in the sheep festival - and no sheep shall ever escape the vile clutches of the CLIPPING SHEARS.
And in other news - Shelly, my first cow has won the Cow Festival.
GOLDEN MILK FOR ALL!
But the thing that amused me the most was Popuri discovering SHE WAS PREGNANT.
I pissed myself when the dialogue box popped up.
Now I'm going to have to think of a name for the spawn.
Tee hee, just imagine the perecentage I'm going to get for having him. :)
It's a bit strange though - my character's name is Dixie, and my wife is Popuri.
I couldn't even combine the names, because I then end up with names like PIXIE AND POPPIE.
PMSL...
I'm pondering with names like Vito, Dean, Ashley - etc etc.
(Don't ask how the fuck those three names relate - I just seem to think they'd all fit nicely.)
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I'm so fucking distracted at the moment - I have old blogs to update and coursework to finish, but all I want to do is sit here on YouTube and watch episodes of Fillmore!
I was thinking about it, for some reason - doubted that any episodes would be available on YT, and I only went and found A SHITLOAD. :)
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