Hey everyone! Chirp is nearing his first birthday (his hatch date is somewhere around March) and he's been an exceptional bird since I first laid eyes on him around May. He's a great talker, with a fairly clear voice and would rather talk than scream. So far he laughs, says "Alex Alex," and just started saying "Step up." I'm trying to get him to say "Oh hai!" like an LOLcat, but he seems to ...
...video and navigating to another page. There was not to be another word about it. I was nearly enraged. Kerouac? MY Kerouac? The poet of my dreams, him with a literary spirit like no other, and a speakingvoice as magnificent as any movie star of his day? HIM, inside that little YouTube box, reading a passage from the opening of his new book 'On The Road' on a 1955 television show, awkward and shy...
... on the girl.Your mother doesnt have cooties"he explained softly giving his son a rare smile. "But daddy-"he started,falling silent when Gabriel held up his hand Johnnys daddy Was taking him fishin When he was eight years old ... "Speaking of cooties"Gabriel said looking up at the rustling sound and Elle frowned,stumbling from the bushes and dusting off her clothing "hey you" ~*end*~
... that we will not sign the marriage certificate," Landskroener said. Unlike many churches, Quakers do not have ordained ministers. Couples are married by appearing before the congregation and speaking their vows to each other. Several witnesses then sign the marriage certificate to pronounce the couple legally married. The Twin Cities Friends Meeting reached its decision in November after three...
...the lake,” Norway smoothly covered. “Lost track of time.” “Yep, all that lovin’ sure makes a guy hungry.” Denmark quipped. Norway glared at him, too tired from all that oaring to make a snappy comeback. “Speaking of which…We didn’t know where you two went, so we saved you some leftovers.” “Thanks, Finny. I knew I could count on you in my time of need.” Apparently, their teasing wasn’t working...
A-ah, h-hello? Is t-this on? Um, I-I don't think I'm supposed to be here. I-I'm not crazy...I...I... [she takes a deep breath as if attempting to calm herself before speaking again] ...I'm sorry. I-if anyone can tell me about this place, I would be grateful. E-even if you don't have much to offer, I-I'll be happy with anything you know that you can share. T-the nurses outside don't look ...
...very important and authoritative resource. I'm writing entries on Victorian Sensation Fiction (perhaps my favourite literary sub-field, speaking as both a scholar and a reader) and G.W.M. Reynolds - both of which I'm sure.... In writing an entry like this I not only get to be one of a small number of voices speaking in this area, I also get to be the guy that (hopefully) holds the door open for many ...
... study the history of a prejudice: the universal contemporary resort to "economism," the invocation of economics in all discussions of public affairs. For the last thirty years, in much of the English-speaking world (though less so in continental Europe and elsewhere), when asking ourselves whether we support a proposal or initiative, we have not asked, is it good or bad? Instead we inquire: Is ...
...blue black above. When she heard the footsteps behind her she closed her eyes and sighed, a long, slow sigh. "Teyla?" Opening her eyes again, she raised her face toward the partially covered moon, and speaking softly asked, "Do you think that we did enough?" "What do you mean?" he asked softly. She turned to him then, and stepped across the ribbon of light between them to take Torren from his ...
...so much giddy little glee in my toes right now. It is, however, another dinner. After all, what's a holidayseason without a lot of pigging out whenever the opportunity presents itself? Anyway. Canonly speaking, Edgeworth's dad dies on December 28th in a fashion that leads young Miles to spend the next, oh... fifteen years or so believing he was the one who did it. He also spent last Christmas...
