I like your photos - a picture really is worth 1000 words.
total agreement
This one makes me want to cry. I lost two good friends--the world caved in in 1997 for me, early. And I had to come to California--a grisley tale for another telling. I got a funny repost--are you a Geologist. There was some suggestion that some work on Yucca Mountain--Bush's crammed Nuclear Waste Site--would be appreciated. I tried to sign into delicious and got a message that said YOU HAVE REACHED THE END OF THE INTERNET. Hope not. My friends are almost certainly safe. The Dad's Dad was in the Army and on that last plane out of Iran as a 7 year old. The one Jack O'neil of SG1 missed. Do you like SCI FI?
I lost my social network collapsed when I was forced to leave Oregon, and my family caved in when my mother dumped all my possesions recently. Including a Cedarwood yurt which, when moved, would have been worth about 60.00 dollars. It was completly Cedar paneled and insulated to R40 or so. Doubled windows--about 75 square feet--positioned at the quarter and cross quarter directions.
The floor was madrone tongue and groove and nailed independantly in pie shaped sections. I couldn't bring it down then, but it was just about time to move it and crash. My mother dumped it onto the market.
I'm disabled and have no way, execpt trust, to protect anything I own. I have most of the ephemera. I think I'm going through a cross between aesthetic starvation and cabin fever. And then the breach of faith with my mother--I don't know if we will even speak again. The family is Machiavellian.
Anyway, the State of Nevada probably has a Yucca Mountain Site. Or it would work well to do basic Geology--people really don't know what is underground. I started to crawl around in Lava tubes when I was six or so. I once got left behind with a woman who was getting tired and I spent the whole time trying to terrify her with my flashlight---SPOOKY.
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I like your photos - a picture really is worth 1000 words.
total agreement
This one makes me want to cry. I lost two good friends--the world caved in in 1997 for me, early.
And I had to come to California--a grisley tale for another telling. I got a funny repost--are you a
Geologist. There was some suggestion that some work on Yucca Mountain--Bush's crammed
Nuclear Waste Site--would be appreciated. I tried to sign into delicious and got a message
that said YOU HAVE REACHED THE END OF THE INTERNET. Hope not. My friends are almost certainly safe.
The Dad's Dad was in the Army and on that last plane out of Iran as a 7 year old. The one Jack O'neil of SG1 missed. Do you like SCI FI?
I lost my social network collapsed when I was forced to leave Oregon, and my family caved in when my
mother dumped all my possesions recently. Including a Cedarwood yurt which, when moved, would
have been worth about 60.00 dollars. It was completly Cedar paneled and insulated to R40 or so.
Doubled windows--about 75 square feet--positioned at the quarter and cross quarter directions.
The floor was madrone tongue and groove and nailed independantly in pie shaped sections.
I couldn't bring it down then, but it was just about time to move it and crash. My mother dumped
it onto the market.
I'm disabled and have no way, execpt trust, to protect anything I own. I have most of the ephemera.
I think I'm going through a cross between aesthetic starvation and cabin fever. And then the breach of faith with my mother--I don't know if we will even speak again. The family is Machiavellian.
Anyway, the State of Nevada probably has a Yucca Mountain Site. Or it would work well to do basic
Geology--people really don't know what is underground. I started to crawl around in Lava tubes when I was six or so. I once got left behind with a woman who was getting tired and I spent the whole time trying to terrify her with my flashlight---SPOOKY.
love, ketja
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