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 There are days when I wish that religion provided more answers than questions.

For hard parts in this life, it would be much easier to be told what to do. A very concise, very exact navigation system.

But then, why would we have these wide shoulders to put to work?

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Rumblings of a Real Fake Scientist: The Quran speaks to all of us

thalamtnafsee:

I find it ironic when we find ourselves telling a brother or sister in faith that “this ayah was revealed for people like you” when Allah tells us in Quran that this Book was sent to all of mankind; the entire thing, the whole package.

But what is more ironic than this,…

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Attendance

I just show up here to comment.

I like original content, as well.

You livewires are better than any glossy magazine or picture book I could ever buy.

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 It’s about manners.
Man is riding on my back tire down Lakeshore Blvd. until it terminates, and I’m jamming on my pedals with a load of packages for west-end businesses. It’s icy and he nudges me every third or fourth rotation of his pedals, his weight being over his rear tire instead of evenly distributed.
So I’m hollering over my shoulder for him to back (cuss, expletive) off and give me space or pass me. And he’s back there just banging into my tire now (he was panting and red-faced), and my dispatcher’s screaming through my radio, “two-one, two-one. Are you clear? Are you clear? Copy this! Copy this! Two-one!”
I’m starting to lose it.
Bump, nudge.
I settle down in my saddle just a bit so I can drive my legs a bit harder, and it helps on pulling up when you’re on your upstroke, to have your arse planted.
Nudge, nudge.
And I drive my right leg down and pull away a metre, and cut into lane-protection mode (left-side of my lane) and keep it so that no one can get close or pass me.
So dawg catches up at a stop sign and he’s all “Sorry for riding you so hard, I was just practicing my drafting…”
“Two-one, two-one, are you clear?! Pick up at Nelvana on Atlantic. Two-one, it’s on emergency, do you copy?”
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theasmontichronicles:

A gentle follower asked my opinion about suspenders. The answer is that here at The Asmonti Chornicles we love them, and here is an image of the ones I am wearing today. They are knitted and come from AD56. Last time I checked, they were no longer in stock. They are not elastic, therefore any time a lady flirtingly tries to pull them, all the pressure goes on the leather ribbons. This, as physics teaches us, inevitably causes an excess of tension on the buttons sewn inside the trousers, which might occasionally rip off. The ripping off of the trouser buttons is bound to cause very awkward situations, or, as a gentleman of our acquaintance once pointed out, might save you a good amount of time.

Great suspenders-advise from a man who knows. Button-on over clips anyday, even if you have to learn to sew.
Holds’em up when I’m climbing and cutting.
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