Happy Rep Day!

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[GoJays]

It's coming frown, don't worry

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Happy Thursday I hope all is well with everyone

[madchives]

sorry about the faith photos, here is a video:



it's chuck conner's birthday, (i remember talking my
grandfather into getting me that rifle - i am really old
and used to be a tomboy)







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when you could walk on water.
When you could walk.

The days are gone.
Only one day remains,
the one you're in.

The memory is no friend.
It can only tell you
what you no longer have:

a left hand you can use,
two feet that walk.
All the brain's gadgets.

Hello, hello.
The one hand that still works
grips, won't let go.

That is not a train.
There is no cricket.
Let's not panic.

Let's talk about axes,
which kinds are good,
the many names of wood.

This is how to build
a house, a boat, a tent.
No use; the toolbox

refuses to reveal its verbs;
the rasp, the plane, the awl,
revert to sullen metal.

Do you recognize anything? I said.
Anything familiar?
Yes, you said. The bed.

Better to watch the stream
that flows across the floor
and is made of sunlight,

the forest made of shadows;
better to watch the fireplace
which is now a beach.

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like a hook into an eye

a fish hook

an open eye

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william tell shot an apple off his son's head:

William Tell, who originally came from Bürglen, was known as an expert shot with the crossbow. In his time, the Habsburg emperors of Austria were seeking to dominate Uri. Albrecht (or Hermann) Gessler, the newly appointed Austrian Vogt of Altdorf, raised a pole in the village's central square, hung his hat on top of it, demanding that all the townsfolk bow before the hat. When Tell passed by the hat without bowing to it, he was arrested. As punishment, he was forced to shoot an apple off the head of his son, Walter. Otherwise, both would be executed. Tell was promised freedom if he successfully made the shot.

On 18 November 1307, Tell split an apple on his son's head with a bolt from his crossbow.<SUP id=cite_ref-0 class=reference>[1]</SUP> Gessler noticed that before the shot Tell had removed two crossbow bolts from his quiver, not one, and after the shot asked him why. Tell replied that if he had killed his son, he would have turned the crossbow on Gessler himself. Gessler was angered, and had Tell bound. He was brought to Gessler's ship to be taken to his castle at Küssnacht. A storm broke on Lake Lucerne, and Tell managed to escape. He went by land to Küssnacht, and when Gessler arrived, Tell shot him.
Tell's defiance sparked a rebellion, in which he played a leading part. The struggle eventually led to the formation of the Swiss Confederation. He fought again against Austria in the 1315 Battle of Morgarten.
William Tell died in 1354 while trying to save a child from drowning in the Schächenbach river in Uri.<SUP id=cite_ref-meyers_1-0 class=reference>[2]</SUP> A fresco in a chapel in Bürglen, which dates to 1582, depicts this scene.<SUP id=cite_ref-befreiungstradition_2-0 class=reference>[3</SUP>
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and it is margaret atwood's birthday hence poems are written by her.

no idea why the poems are where they are, ooopppsss i guess.

hoping everyone has a great time

this day

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[kool_105]

[JETMAN]

[nanoush]

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[Gorefest]

[McSkier]

[Natalka]

Happy (?) Frozen Friday!

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[madchives]

happy tgif thanks for the reps
it's jodie foster's birthday, she shops!!!



love her acting, etc. and the torn jeans, but eeekkk,
about her attitude re: mel gibson, darn.

also dick cavett's birthday, wishing he was still
'on the air'. one of his favourite interviews:



hope you all have a great day

[nanoush]

[KK7]

Actually have time to reamber to do this this morning!!!!! Have a great Friday everyone PA Day for one here yippie!!!