My parents always crank the air conditioning so hard in the summer, you actually need to go outside to warm up.
When we lived with Joel's mom, she was like that. It was a relief to go out into the 100+ degree weather. Ugh, yeah it is! I hope you found them!
I'm really confused on something. Basically, in the mid-1800s, there were two expeditions I know where a British vessel went to the North/South pole. One of them (John Franklin, I think) went to the North Pole, but eventually they all froze to death. The other went to the South Pole, got into the same situation as the Franklin expedition, yet all survived. What was the name of this expedition? Who was the captain? My historical instincts are bugging me that I can't seem to remember it.
Franklin's era was a little early for Antarctic exploring, are you sure you're not thinking of one of the expeditions to the Arctic following Franklin? If I remember correctly, which is quite possibly wrong, McClure's group which followed Franklin survived their journey to the arctic.
IIRC, Franklin's expedition left from the UK and was nearing Canada when their ship was trapped in ice. Seems like an interesting thing to investigate. McClure? Sounds familiar, but somehow I'm getting Seawall. XD I know. That's completely wrong!
No worries, I'm just saying that I don't think there were any South Pole expeditions that early-on. You're about 50 years early if you're actually thinking about Franklin.
Ah-HA! I knew the lovely Historium would deliver the answer! The expedition where everyone survived is Ernest Shackleton and his crew, who were trapped in Antarctica for two years from August 8, 1914- August 30, 1916. They had to make the long crossing to Elephant Island, and Shackleton continued onward in search for rescue. Franklin, however, as you pointed out, wasn't set to explore anything. I think he was just trying to find a route across the ice.
I don't know man, sounds a bit dangerous, I could end up with my face painted, handcuffed to a street sign post somewhere....cursing the H sisters.... Man the music was fantastic! I just found out that the one of the bands is still playing in nyc at another bar, I just might head over and have a listen with a clearer head, and pick up that cd I never got to purchase.
So I've accomplished buggery **** on my essays today... Time for a cup of coffee and some fiction writing, I think.
I need some help trying to have a character say something that won't make it sound like I'm shoving religion down everyone's throats. This is an excerpt of Chapter Two from my Amos Garnier Mystery #1: I heard an audible gasp come from either Missus Parrish or Emily. I had to quickly remind them that no one read the Bible to me because I was blind. “Wilkins never bothered?” Missus Parrish sounded horrified. I shrugged. “He thought it was pointless.” I want to have Missus Parrish say something like, "No one, not even a blind man, should be shunned from God." It seems fitting to me because this is the 1700s and the Parrishes (like most everyone at the time) are very big into Christianity. Now they have a kid in their house that has pratically never heard of the Bible as Wilkins never bothered to introduce him to it. Although this comment (and the religion) isn't part of the mystery, I wondered if I made her sound...well...forced.
trying to let my imagination flourish not now and bust out some prose to to make Virgil proud....I totally forgot to start on my query letter, so I have to think about that. I got so little time now with such a bad schedule and job...:/
Man, I wish it was even remotely close to my birthday. But at least by then I'll be in a great school, and my little boy will be almost 11 months old (Yikes!), and I'll finally be 21! Then I can (legally) go out to dinner and have a freakin' cocktail if I want. Lol.
Hot damn, Banzai. That would be a sweet birthday present. Both Joel and my future brother-in-law's birthdays are on Sunday. The brother-in-law will be 21. This should be good.
Hey 'err body! I'm going to get out of class, go to walgreens, then go home a cut my face off! Okay, maybe not off, but I hear that using an old safety razor has a bit of a learning curve... I asked my mom for her dad's old razor today. I can't wait to use something that gives such a strong tie to my past. It was his daily-use razor and its the razor that my mom learned to shave with. I also think it may be caked with old dried blood...
oh.my.GOD. Banzai, if I get arrested for pranking the British government, it is entirely your fault (for bringing this to my attention)!!! I am going to send a poorly written, all in caps, letter posing as a Nigerian/Somali pirate who is pretending to want the boat for scrap. I wonder if they will reply?
I live in Texas and spend time outside. I beard up in the winter but clean it off for the 100*+ days.
That sounds simultaneously super cool and slightly terrifying. Mostly cool, though. This is just one of the many reasons why you are one of my very favorite people.
After nearly a four-month long exile from GallifreyBase, I watched the new trailer of Dr. Who and it managed to convince me to go back.
