That's interesting, I always just assumed it was a dolphin.... Never took a close look.While in between dives in the Sea of Cortez, we happened upon a pod of Orcas.
I thought that was the pic from the Wonka Vision, lolAfter that I switched to the slightly less offensive caddyshack avatar, which is the 2nd and 3rd pics below.
It definitely fits you!Well if you know me at all you know why LOL Maddie, one of our MODS, found this for me. When I saw it I HAD to use it. Kimkats=BLING Queen!! Thanks again Maddie!
Looks like you nailed it to me. 12-dimensional space just resembles the letter "J" in 3D space as displayed on a 2D screen.My avatar was going to be me in a 12-dimensional parallel universe but it doesn't display correctly. There are 4 space dimensions, 4 time dimensions and 4 dimensions that are not space or time.
For the lesser science-y folks (Guzz always assumes we have ALL worked in labs around the world for some reason), Mguzzium is a complex compound composed of 2 Argon atoms and a Hydrogen, So Its A-H-A. A.k.A ‘the element’ of suprise.
Like a new parent who unknowingly comes to work with puke on their shirt, it's a rite of passage.As a new member and convert to the TFP method, I thought it appropriate to post a picture of my pant leg that I noticed one day when I got to work about two weeks after switching to liquid chlorine.
I'm gonna let that one go, because an Orca actually is a dolphin. And that's not all that forgiving, because I didn't actually know that myself until two minutes ago!! I hope most/all of this article is true (which it must be, because I found it on da internetz)!That's interesting, I always just assumed it was a dolphin.... Never took a close look.
And we all know that on the internet, nobody knows your actually an orca.I'm gonna let that one go, because an Orca actually is a dolphin. And that's not all that forgiving, because I didn't actually know that myself until two minutes ago!! I hope most/all of this article is true (which it must be, because I found it on da internetz)!
if anybody asks, tell them you were so proud to only get one drop of bleach on the pants. Much better than last time. Your shirt, which was covered in blood, sadly had to be thrown out. Then mention you were tying something up and got rope burns on your hands. Ask them how long it takes to go away. Smile and wish them a nice weekend as you walk away.Ha, that's exactly how I thought of it.
I grew up with a wonderful golden retriever named Sandy. We didn't have a pool but spent a lot of time at the beach. She would swim for hours and hours. Small sandbars would form during low tide and she would swim out to them and "fish" back and forth for hours. One day unbeknownst to us, someone called the Coast Guard thinking she was trapped. They rode out in a small boat to the sand bar to "rescue" her. She took one look at them and swam right by on the way back to shore where we were standing. Your post made me think of her.My wonderful golden retriever, Clyde, was more porpoise than dog. He could not stand a moment out of the pool. As long as we were swimming he was in the water with us. He lived a short 10 years. Still miss him.