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shh, im hunting wabbit
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The l o n g e s t rabbit ears measured 79 cm (31.125 in) in a complete span on November 1, 2003 at the American Rabbit Breeders Association National Show in Wichita, Kansas, USA. The ears belong to an English Lop called Nipper's Geronimo who is owned by Waymon and Margaret Nipper of Bakersfield, California, USA.
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it was also delicious at dinner.
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Yes, the bell comes in quite handy. Cinna enjoys hiding behind/under couches, armoirs, chairs, bushes, and barbecues. She is a crafty rabbit who runs stealthily about our home unless laden with a bell. Luckily she chose not to chew through this collar as she did her last. I believe she prefers the loose, stretchy weave. Or maybe it's the color. She does love green.
We heard church bells as we drove to dinner this evening. Much deeper than the Bun's. (not my photo) http://www.moonbattery.com/archives/church_bells.jpg |
this time, carrot eats rabbit
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I find the sound of church bells,..all bells,
very apeeling. |
...listen to the bells...listen to the bells....
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Someone new for a change. that's the longest we had without someone new posting I would say. keep it up!
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I love listening to carillon bells. There are some nice ones around here.
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...306_430341.jpg Recently I enjoyed a concert of hand bells at my boy's school. http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...s5-cropped.jpg Bunny bells are awesome, too. |
A few years ago we attended a performance by a remarkable handbell ensemble. I was impressed.
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jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way, that movie blew...huh?
happy holidays |
only 20days to boxing day!!
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Gongs R'us...here I come,
get it on. |
Get it off!
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Hmmm.maybe some D.E.E.T?
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Maybe some beet? or beat? i like beat more than beet.
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Perogies with sauted beets, spinach, and feta cheese...strange but truly tasty:
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Study study study.
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Just "What did you say?"
will send me off, scurrying, A lesser creature. 17000 |
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btw, 16101, the stupid post |
stupid plus one
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Diputs
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Im the man from Nantucket......
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those eyes are freaky!
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it doesnt.
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1610 ate a cheesesteak today, with provolone, fried onions, roasted peppers.
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"whose eye's are those?"
ref. to chaos head, a very cool anime |
Apparently the l o n g e s t running anime is Sazae-san, which has somewhere in the neighborhood of 4000-5000 episodes. It's been running since 1969. I've been walking around since way before that.
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wow, and i thought pokemon went on forever
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it just seems like pokeman has been going forever ;)
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We have two feet of snow already.
The wind has been having fun sculpting it. There are two people in the library right now. The librarian looks like she is falling asleep. |
I'm sure I would like to be a librarian. Maybe I should look into this as I age toward retirement from my current career.
ring, have you thought of applying for that librarian job? |
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try try again and you will succeed.
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librarian, sounds sweet, as in easy, but boring
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Not boring if you like to wander around in the stacks and browse through books and help nice women find what they're looking for. I have many fond memories of life in the library. Or even around the library. Even when I was just in elementary school I used to meet the two loves of my life, Christine and Maria, after school at the local public library. That darn Maria used to beat me in a foot race around the library park and then I'd have to come back and get some of Christine's sympathy. In college I practically lived in the library. Plus they always seemed lax/receptive to allowing me to hang a bunch of my paintings and other art works on the walls whenever I felt like it, so it was like a free gallery. If there was a bar and luncheonette there, I'd never have to leave....I hope my reply is not too longest.
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Wake and bake.
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When I was six years old, (1965)
our small town library had a small 'childrens' section. It was a big no-no for children to even wander over into the adult section. I couldn't help it, I would quietly brave the librarian's glare, and just stare up at the mountain of books, then I would gently run my hands across the backs of the books, feeling the leather bindings, some with fancy raised braille type letters. The smell of the polished hardwood floors, the books, the dust cooking on top of the old radiators in January, my cold wet wool scarf. |
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