Born & Raised in Idaho. BFA Boise State in AD Design - Photography. 30 years in Photography & Design, mostly in Atlanta GA. now in Boise. 12 years Navy.
@Matt_Pinner Upto 4 eggs left. Nothing is said about breaking two, frying those same two and then eating the same two. The answer is variable from 4 to zero.
@draiochta14 Yes, this should never have gone to trial and at the same time it should remind crew to have a safety wall between the set with arms for production and anyother arms in their lives.
I hope the only accidents on a set can be laughable.
@draiochta14@SabrinaC12443 My state, Idaho, is imposing a fine system for libraries having materials seen or consumed by a minor that mention objectionable materials. One city is making their library adults only. While they want a horrible excuse for a man as POTUS. CONTROL OF INFO?
@CBS2Boise The tv version of this news had a typo, for court. I usually don’t comment, I saw Gorve instead or Grove in the fall, referencing free ice skating on the Grove
@NikonUSA I like a rotating bracket that allows both landscape and vertical images while the flash is held in position. I’d like a 12" expanded fan reflector rotating 90°, straight on to ceiling. 200ws.
@kimmacaskill1 One thinks they do a smell medical exam, but how would they communicate their report? Do you have an array of voice buttons? “Okay”, “Go to Doctor’s”, “Go to ER”? Of course different terms in UK.
@wakefulwife@Outlander_STARZ Because I was using an older Apple TV, Starz links malfunctioned. I ended up paying for 2 accounts with Starz. I can do without until November.
@brookejlacey A world at war with Russia’s Ukraine aggression/ war incurring sanctions- oil sales. World market transport of goods through Middle East i.e. Red Sea.
@kimmacaskill1 Sometimes an explosive emission, of ideas and text will bring an exciting new angle. Like many works, it takes time to get to ‘simple’, to ‘eloquent’.
Katharine Hepburn’s childhood, in her own words.
“Once when I was a teenager, my father and I were standing in line to buy tickets for the circus.
Finally, there was only one other family between us and the ticket counter. This family made a big impression on me.
There were eight children, all probably under the age of 12. The way they were dressed, you could tell they didn't have a lot of money, but their clothes were neat and clean.
The children were well-behaved, all of them standing in line, two-by-two behind their parents, holding hands. They were excitedly jabbering about the clowns, animals, and all the acts they would be seeing that night. By their excitement you could sense they had never been to the circus before. It would be a highlight of their lives.
The father and mother were at the head of the pack standing proud as could be. The mother was holding her husband's hand, looking up at him as if to say, "You're my knight in shining armour." He was smiling and enjoying seeing his family happy.
The ticket lady asked the man how many tickets he wanted? He proudly responded, "I'd like to buy eight children's tickets and two adult tickets, so I can take my family to the circus." The ticket lady stated the price.
The man's wife let go of his hand, her head dropped, the man's lip began to quiver. Then he leaned a little closer and asked, "How much did you say?" The ticket lady again stated the price.
The man didn't have enough money. How was he supposed to turn and tell his eight kids that he didn't have enough money to take them to the circus?
Seeing what was going on, my dad reached into his pocket, pulled out a $20 bill, and then dropped it on the ground. (We were not wealthy in any sense of the word!) My father bent down, picked up the $20 bill, tapped the man on the shoulder and said, "Excuse me, sir, this fell out of your pocket."
The man understood what was going on. He wasn't begging for a handout but certainly appreciated the help in a desperate, heartbreaking and embarrassing situation.
He looked straight into my dad's eyes, took my dad's hand in both of his, squeezed tightly onto the $20 bill, and with his lip quivering and a tear streaming down his cheek, he replied; "Thank you, thank you, sir. This really means a lot to me and my family."
My father and I went back to our car and drove home. The $20 that my dad gave away is what we were going to buy our own tickets with.
Although we didn't get to see the circus that night, we both felt a joy inside us that was far greater than seeing the circus could ever provide.
That day I learnt the value to Give.
The Giver is bigger than the Receiver. If you want to be large, larger than life, learn to Give. Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to give - which is everything.
The importance of giving, blessing others can never be over emphasised because there's always joy in giving. Learn to make someone happy by acts of giving.”
Happy Wednesday folks 💫
@kimmacaskill1 My nephew is a drag queen, and organized many events in the local community. Of course you have the anti drag, anti all but heterosexual. Boise, ID is very different from Atlanta, GA where I once lived. One can hope for better views.
@caitrionambalfe@MegaphoneUK If my vote was valid in your local government I would voice an opinion against cuts. The education via the arts allow for better decisions in life at home and as a voter.