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Loving yourself is impossible without loving everything defined as other than yourself.

Cherry?

I have no money, no resources, no hopes. I am the happiest man alive.

Strawberries strawberries strawberries. Strawberries. Straw. Berries.

Every true genius is bound to be naive.

Jen picking berries. Sorell Fruit Farm, the Coal River Valley. December 2012. As you know, the Internet is a wonderful place filled with the rich and varied treasures of the world holds (and RSS feeds.) The following are some things that I've had a look at in the last week. I call this: a Compendium of Click-throughs for Monday Morning... A Bad Lip Reading of the NFL. Some great photos here: Nigeria's Illegal Oil Refineries. Can Neanderthals Be Brought Back from the Dead? Luddites! Killing Easter Bunnies. What do women want? The same as men, it seems. Propaganda Posters for the Modern Age. 8 Berries. Sorell Fruit Farm, the Coal River Valley. December 2012.

I've got all the money I'll ever need, if I die by four o'clock.

Cherries. Sorell Fruit Farm. December 2012. Theme Thursday ? Already?!? So she said, "Have you got ANTS in your pants?" "No." "Spiders on your Ryders?" "Uh uh." "Snails up your veils?" "Nope." "Gnats in your spats?" "Nein." "Fleas on your keys?" "Negative." "Bugs under your jugs?" "..." "Roaches over your broaches?" "Not at all." "Nits in your knits?" "How dare you sir!" "Grasshoppers in your jodhpurs?" "Now you're just being silly." "Crabs infesting your prefabs?" "Absolutely not." "Crickets in your chicots?" "That's a stretch." "Slugs under your rugs?" "Better." "Praying mantis in your... in your..." "Keep trying." "Acanthodrilidae... Danaus plexippus... Ischn...