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Why so many fake people here on the site is full bu scammers who ask money after half an hour by conversation and majority are undercover by american profile ,they say are americans and they ask money ,I reported one and the site didn t make nothing

I just heard a story last night where a woman's employer was requiring all of their employees to become vaccinated, or lose your job. She hired a lawyer and won. She did not have to become vaccinated and still kept her job...but she was told to keep her mouth shut.

Not sure how much truth there is to this...just something I heard.

Most people say we have 4 seasons, Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall. For many that is quite true. Truck drivers, have 2, Winter, and Construction. Motorcycle riders have 2 as well Riding, and non riding. At the moment I'm in my riding season, and not looking forward to the other season.
I love the feeling of freedom when riding, the wind in my face.
Long road trips are my favorite, it's a great way to see the country.

Life on a farm can be a pain. In the case of storms and hornets, literally. So where to start? Wisconsin is getting in on the bad storms. Tornadoes, floods, hail..the only thing we haven't had much issue with is fire.
My farm is in a very unique situation. Next to a river, across from the granite bluffs. Just a bit below is the Narrows. A cut through that channels storms below me. The storms come from the west, hit the bluffs, rise up and over and land a few miles past. One scary tornado did come upriver a quarter mile. It was born out of the black peat fields and went backwards.
Yesterday was heavy rain and some wind. I went to lock up the barn before it hit. Of course, chickens are la di da. COOP! Herding chickens can equal cats! Head to the barn, teens, off windmill and barn. COOP! Finally got them in the barn and coop inside except one rooster. You know..I dont care. Go drown.
Do a count. A rooster and few black hens short. So start to call and hunt. There they are across the drive. BARN IDIOTS! No, we want to go down into the woods. COOP! Finally have them by barnyard fence. Guess what..it starts to rain. OH! Now they have the idea. The phalanx V's at a dead run for the barn door, me behind. Would have been a funny video. Black hens and golden rooster running as fast as two legs can go. Got them in the coop and said now you know why I say coop when I do!
Now it is raining pretty hard. Do chores. Mule and sheep were in stalls ready to eat. Gee this is fun...stand at barn door and watch rain fall. Ha! Get out a plastic feed sack. Take knife and slit. Put over head. Shut of lights, doors and make a run for it. Why is it any rain gear always drips onto your legs? So back to house and clothes go over tub.
The hornets now....Went to shed, hornets nesting on tractor bucket arm. Sprayed and killed. Then 2 days ago, go out on loggia to feed cats. Turn to go onto deck and OW! WT? Hornet stung me at base of neck, top of spine. Look around. There are more. They have built a nest in a dried plant arrangement on cabinet. Got spray. Out. Go to shed and get other can. Spray fog. Cats get away! Next day walk out..OW. Hairline on left. YOU miserable %^*&*%^U#^& Spray again.
Next morning...eye is swelled, lid and bag under. Just what my old skin needs..stretching. I hit sting with apple cider vinegar. Baking soda. Ice.
Now I open door, peek out. See a couple hornets each day and fog in front. Farms..chiggers, ticks, skeeters, horse flies, stinging plants..why does everything view me as lunch!
And the topper. Tenant called me around 5. That maple that broke off half finished the job. But, best way..missed old house trailer and wires. Took out the old wolf pen and big gate. So boarder and I went down, tenant got his chainsaw and we cut through enough to clear gate and stand bent gate back up to keep animals in. Now I have to figure out how to straighten angle iron and save the gate. More firewood and work.
Today storms went north and did a tornado. Hopefully I am in the clear for rest of day and night.
Can I just crawl under the basement stairs and hide til next month?...nah..some bug would find me and bite.

Dear God, I address these lines to you with great pleasure, with a small smile on my face and an enormous suffering in my soul (You know everything better) 5 years ago I lost my baby (she was my little girl and my life) which I loved more than life itself, more than myself. She was 4 years old. Then I took the bike and decided to go for a bike ride to relax, to clear my mind (I went to look for You) 4 years later, I lost the 2nd baby (a boy this time) that -I loved just as much, the suffering in my soul was even greater, because the loss of "my little girl" had not completely healed .... I continued to "look for You" but only recently I realized ... IN ALL THIS TIME, YOU HAVE BEEN WITH ME, and for that I would like to say Be Blessed Lord. And don't leave me, I need you more than ever.

Today is going to be a fantastic day for me.
Sun is just up.
I can feel it

Life as a modern-day Viking .... wait ...they don't allow the coastal amphibious raids and ravishing of maidens any more. We can only shoot the enemy, and any ravishing requires that you meet the maidens in a bar and buy them a drink first.

So, while the Dragon ships have changed and the rules of engagement have changed, the warrior spirit remains, and, of course, nobody gets out of here alive. So you might as well have a stylish send-off.




But, live by the Battle Axe and Mjolnir, da Hamma, die by the Battle Axe and da Hamma. It just comes with the territory.

What better send-off than a burning Viking Dragon Ship?


We all know how it works: the warrior’s body floats out into the sunset on a carved longboat, adorned with jewels, mementos, and possibly a sword or two. Attendees stand in reverent silence as a skilled archer sends a flaming arrow to magically set the whole thing alight.

Well, that's how I want it. Burning Dragon ship, my weapons by my side, the ship set sail out to the deepest part of the fjord. Along the clifftops. Topless Valkerie and Shield Maidens (carefully selected DD's or more gifted) sing my entrance to Valhalla. (in the case of warriors, weapons were included among grave goods)


In the military, at least some had the fatalistic attitude about life, and embraced it. Others less so.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=2&v=HCCyvAwbbso

Damn right. Ever-body gotta die sometime.
YES: Immigrant Song: Valhalla, I am coming.






No Viking Funeral would be complete without the Valkerie Maidens, to carry you off the battlefield to the Mead Hall at Valhalla.
as in, Ride Of the...

(some do it better than others...)


(Others? Not so much)


Sometimes, it's better to ask forgiveness (and just do the freakin thing), than to ask permission.

Legalities of a Viking Funeral


Ya might have to settle for a basic Viking Pyre

Returned a few days ago from Canada where I met a fantastic lady.

Thanks for putting up with me for those few days.
Enjoyed myself thoroughly.

Hope everything will go as planned for the big day here, exactly a year from now, in SA.

…might turn out to be something else, than you hoped they’d be during the acquisition.

For me it’s an alpaca poncho in winter – soft, light, very warm and comforting – rather expensive…

…and a fly swatter during the summer: serves faithfully and fearlessly, cost pittance.


Those, claiming that you can’t buy happiness for money, are just misinformed :)

My Blogger family All Live Happy & Safe.

I want to know about what attracts Man & Woman.

Is that Beauty Money Status Character

Mannerism Kindness Generosity

Physic Tolerance Colour Race
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