That’s how I make sure I’m dreaming - I look for anything written. Written words in dreams are always changing and illegible.
That’s how I make sure I’m dreaming - I look for anything written. Written words in dreams are always changing and illegible.
That assumes a normal distribution. Wealth/income is not. An excellent resource is: Social Stratification in the United States: The American Profile Poster of Who Owns What, Who Makes How Much, and Who Works Where https://a.co/d/09LVTyYi
I think you mean TST.
I did this myself a few years ago. Put a planter full of coir in the closest bush I found it near. Fed twice a day on mealworms. Disappeared after 3 weeks. Mine was either a starling or a grackle.
I get fundraising texts occasionally. I don’t know why. But the one that came on the heels of the conviction had a section of fine print declaring what the money was for. It included a “recount challenge fund”. This is in the open.
Also, a live performance in front of a hostile audience has special challenges.
By me there’s a post a month of a photo asking if it’s a wolf wandering the neighborhood. When it’s not a fox, it’s a stray poodle. We’re 25 miles from NYC.
I’d also consider Tempest.
I know some that will…
Tuna Colada. No.
If you can find a new one. They are $45+ on ebay used. None of the usual US sellers has any.
I was on long bay in Tortola in 1999 for Lenny. Beachfront cabins. Sounded like a freight train just out the door. 75-mile-an-hour coconuts were a hazard. We had no Internet, phones were out. Similarly surreal, though. Water was scarce, and milk was unobtainable, but rum was super cheap and plentiful - so we had it on our cornflakes.