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  1. about 22 hours ago on Skippy

    It’s the thought that counts.

  2. about 22 hours ago on Brewster Rockit

    The bigger question is, CAN the two broods interbreed? And if so, would the offspring form a new brood of 15-year cicadas? Enquiring minds want to know!

  3. about 22 hours ago on Rabbits Against Magic

    Strong and Black?

  4. 3 days ago on Over the Hedge

    Makes me want to hang my head and cry.

  5. 3 days ago on Skippy

    I think there are few, if any, home coal furnaces left in the U.S. But still plenty of coal-fired electrical plants, especially in the Midwest.

  6. 4 days ago on Skippy

    W-w-w-wh-wh-wh-wh…

  7. 7 days ago on Fred Basset

    I think it’s a very old saying. As in, pre-1930s old.

  8. 7 days ago on Phoebe and Her Unicorn

    That’s illogical- to me, at least. He couldn’t have remembered meeting her until after he met her, and he didn’t meet her until after she was born and reached the age she is now. So when she asked for coordinates, he couldn’t have known for sure what was going on, since she hadn’t yet appeared to his childhood self. But he would have remembered before she traveled back to the present. If all that makes any sense?

  9. 7 days ago on Adam@Home

    We have a “Golden Cavalier” – half Golden Retriever, half Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. No Pointer in him, but you couldn’t convince HIM of that! If you mention supper (“Are you hungry?”) he will run to his food bin and point at it with his nose. If he wants a treat, he points at the treat cabinet and gestures knowingly. “Leash” is the most exciting word; he knows where they hang, and knows it means a walk or a ride. (Take him for a walk, and he’ll stop and point at the car door as we pass; so he does have his druthers in that regard!) He knows so many words, we’d spend all our time spelling if we wanted to hide anything from him. Definitely the smartest dog I’ve ever known.

  10. 8 days ago on Nancy Classics

    The storm windows we had when I was a child had little metal sliders in the centers of the bottom wooden frame. These had two or three small screened holes in them. When you slid them to one side, you could get a bit of fresh air into the room in the winter; slide them closed, and they sealed off the cold air. Of course another feature of the old storm-and-screen system was that the windows frosted over in winter (not being built with double-paned glass). Some of Nature’s most beautiful winter creations appeared on those frosty winter windows. Fascinating to a small child; it definitely piqued my imagination. There’s nothing comparable to it today.