…because classroom assignments are no fun without chai. This is a response to a quick prompt that needed us to incorporate “play” in some daily ritual. The soundtrack is Wagon Wheel from Incompetech.com and the Glass is from my wall clock.
An environmental movement seeking volunteers to offer services (voluntarily, in case you missed it) to help us go meet dodos that are currently partying with quaggas and passenger pigeons.
I do think it’s an interesting idea.
to hear your language, from across continents, when the mind gets infested with Dementors.
Dear Tonks, Compositus Modestus for your mind Expecto Patronum for your thoughts It's times like these that make me wish I was a wizard and you were a witch A spell here, to clean the mess A spell there, for happiness A bit of potion, if I could make A little stress, away - I would take Would fly on the broom and reach there Or the Floo network to be where you are I wish so much, I really do To take these problems away from you To take you in my arms and fly away Where it's only fun, joy and play Love Lupin
Save the planet? Planet must be saying, “Save yourself idiots, I will be fine”
-Paulo Coelho on twitter
How true. ‘Save the planet’ is a misguiding phrase. It’s usually understood by most as ‘save the planet as we know it.’ It’s either supreme arrogance or blinding ignorance to even attest ourselves with such importance to actually believe that we can ‘save a planet.’ James Lovelock is probably right, our species are disease-causing microbes the earth is intending to wipe out soon to cure itself.
`I remember years ago, Bertie,’ said Aunt Dahlia, `when you nearly swallowed your rubber comforter and started turning purple. And I, ass that I was, took it out and saved your life. Let me tell you, it will go very hard with you if you ever swallow a rubber comforter again when only I am by to aid.
thanks for the link, Shipra
I am a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.
– J. D. Salinger, American author