Complementary cat toy
Complementary cat toy
I’m not sure those two things are mutually exclusive
I subscribed to all sorts of newsletters, and at least one was dinosaur specific. I would also write professors at local colleges with questions and usually get a response.
Also worked at the library and could order just about any book available. At that point most libraries would order books if they didn’t have them already.
But mostly newsletters and science journals until BBS became more common and user friendly when we first started having available computers.
Hoping to hear an answer to this.
As someone who saved literal cases of gaming mags from the 90s-00s I’m ready to part with them hoping someone else will go through the effort to scan them and make them available. I just don’t have the time or resources for that project and I’ve got a storage unit FULL of gaming gear that I need to empty. It’s hard enough to go through the games and hardware, I just want to get rid of the boxes and boxes ofabysls and magazines but I don’t want to trash them.
Very similar position here.
I’ve always felt that it wasn’t anyone’s business but my own and the person I want to touch. I don’t worry about putting myself in a box so I don’t wear a label.
Those that “need” to know are told that I am “independent”. What does that mean to me? It means I decide who I want to fool around with. Sex is more than just tabs and slots.
Although I have found that this answer is unacceptable to nearly everyone, so I can’t say I recommend it.
🎶 The best part of waking up…
Is chewing your Folger’s like nuts. 🎶
We would put it on a Zip Disc and use external drives to play on the college Macs.
Pretty sure you can just reverse the polarity.
but I am NOT social.
Said to another human while using a service that is designed for social interaction.
You might be awkward in public but you’re still human.
This is how it was done where I worked. If you asked for ashes, we just went and scooped out an appropriate amount of ash.
Sometimes the animal was still just sitting in the burn pile (we only burned on certain days). Also the ‘cremation’ furnace was just a modified 50gal drum. So you had to cut up any of the larger dogs. Small animals (kittens or anything smaller than a regular sized cat) we just threw in the dumpster.
As you can imagine, that job sucked.