Must just be the time for it. I saw more than a couple just on my trip to work yesterday.I pulled over for a snapping turtle that was trying to cross a main road. By the time I got out of the car, a few other people had stopped as well. We picked it up and a nice couple put in their car. They brought him to Lake Bryan so at least he won't get run over now.
Turtles love gravel road shoulders to build nests.I pulled over for a snapping turtle that was trying to cross a main road. By the time I got out of the car, a few other people had stopped as well. We picked it up and a nice couple put in their car. They brought him to Lake Bryan so at least he won't get run over now.
This is one of those times your post matches your avatar exactly.Turtles love gravel road shoulders to build nests.
I think you just cock blocked that turtle.
High Five! I think.I've been pushing off a project, and the person in charge of that project just left for another job.
High Five!
I agreed to due it, but have been procrastinating.High Five! I think.
Have you been pushed off it, or were you pushing for it.
Wouldn't that cut into your game playing time? Doesn't sound like a good trade to me.I just found a bunch of Orchestral Balder's Gate music I didn't know I had. Woot!
Also my sister-in-law just went into labor! Soon I will be an aunt! Too bad I don't live anywhere near her so I can't just play with her baby all day.
That's where you are wrong sir! Playing with babies that aren't your own is amazing.Wouldn't that cut into your game playing time? Doesn't sound like a good trade to me.
I will respectfully disagree. Babies are only eating, pooping, and crying narcissists. I prefer to interact with "children" once they acquire some age and experience. (No, not in a creepy/sick way.)That's where you are wrong sir! Playing with babies that aren't your own is amazing.
I feel very awkward around other people's kids. That's why I like to play with babies who can't really reason or talk to me yet.I will respectfully disagree. Babies are only eating, pooping, and crying narcissists. I prefer to interact with "children" once they acquire some age and experience. (No, not in a creepy/sick way.)
I will respectfully disagree. Babies are only eating, pooping, and crying narcissists. I prefer to interact with "children" once they acquire some age and experience. (No, not in a creepy/sick way.)
Let me know when they get plumbing.Will wonders never cease. Broadway Baptist camp retreat, where the reunion is, has WiFi now. I remember when it only had window-mounted A/C and folding chairs.
Here's hoping it lasts through tomorrow.At the risk of jinxing myself, today is going a lot less horribly than I had anticipated.