This…So much thie…but red vines rather than twizzler. They have a much bigger hole.
This…So much thie…but red vines rather than twizzler. They have a much bigger hole.
I used to be, too, and still am registered as one (Only to keep myself from being counted as a Democrat or Republican which they love to lump Independents into them), but I’ve noticed the nonsense between 2008 and 2010 which is about the time the media focused on these pieces of human garbage over all the others.
I really don’t see an easy fix, and most of what I’ve seen in history, it usually gets much much worse before it gets better.
Oh, that’s just the tip of the proverbial iceberg. I’ve got plans to incorporate a plaque that can be hung on a wall afterwards, that will use elements of both her grandpa, great uncle, and this uncle, heh. I’ve got my part figured out, just need to finish the other two…and I think I just got my dad’s figured out. He was known for growing russian olives, and there’s only a few branches left…I could carve a heart in a cross section, and place one of my claws in side of it…That’s what I’ll do…Now just one more…For our great uncle…We’ll be heading to his farm to find something next week. 🤞
I’ve got three ideas, but all using the same basic foundation. Four legs, two walls, and a removeable top piece (if lucky, a rounded arch, if not, a triangular arch. Depending on the kinds of branches I can find. Sort of a half desert, grassland, around here, so not a great location for wood hunting. ).
Woke up early, prepared my work area for making an arch for my niece’s wedding. Wife doesn’t like my thoughts on it, but that’s nothing new.
Right now, I found a way to make the couch more comfortable (wasn’t allowed to choose the couch, so got stuck with one that is uncomfortable as all hell, and hurts my spine). So I can sleep with my cats. Spine and food (GERD) is trying to kill me, though, but that’s nothing new.
I used to drink root beer out of the licorice red vines, those held up quite well. Though, the lart was around seven years ago. I haven’t seen blaok red vines in ages around these parts.
Have no idea if the red ones would have held up. Never liked those too much, heh, and other than root beer, birch beer, I’d drink coffee instead.