Since the new Godzilla film is coming out in May, here's an oldie I did years ago after the original Gojira inspired me... The MC from the book I'm currently working on... And me in my Captain America shirt and dramatic make up, lol!
That's some stark landscape, I half expect to see Bear Gryllz (sp?) wander past explaining how you can lick the lichens to stave off starvation
It's in Athens, Greece, on a peak of the mountain of Parnitha and it's beautiful. Too bad I didn't take a good camera with me (these are mobile phone captions), but most likely I'm going to go next week as well and this time I'll be ready. We also saw two deers!
There are no bears there but I think that there are wolves. Not sure about that. This used to be a mountain full of trees but it completely burned down some years ago. It's gonna take some time for new trees to grow. The scenery is kind of eerie but beautiful nonetheless.
I know the guy. He was on that survival show some years back. It seemed like every other episode he found some reason to strip down naked.
And drink his own pee. Lest we forget... that anyone that followed his survival advice would probably die faster than if they just gave up and waited for impending darkness.
I know it may sound mad, but trying to squeeze the liquid out of elephant dung to ward off dehydration may not be the best strategy either.
Far better to squeeze it fresh from the elephant. Pick one of the big ones that's already leaking from the sides of the head between the ears and the eyes, they've got plenty
Today Mr. Kelly and I traded in our 2005 Honda Odyssey minivan with a dead starter and 230K miles on it for a fully loaded 2015 GMC Terrain with only 17K miles on the odometer. (It looks gray in the pic but it's more of a light gold/champagne color. It is, as the kids say these days, BOUGIE) For the first time in our 24 years of marriage we're going to have two reliable vehicles - three if you count our daughter's new-ish Kia Rio as well - instead of one decent one and another with one foot in the grave. This winter has SUCKED between the snow and the Polar Vortex (-55F wind chills this past Wednesday fer chrissakes), and I am really looking forward to not playing the I Wonder If My Car Will Start Today Or If I Need An Uber To Get To Work game any longer.
The newest car I ever had was a 6 month old (at the time) 94 Cavalier, but back in those days you knew that 70k miles was like the expiration date on eggs: You could be bold and push it a while, but nobody would have any sympathy if the decision bit you in the ass. 20,000 more miles and you'd have made it to the Moon.
Our first car was a lightly used 1988 Cavalier! We drove it for 10 years until the day we discovered that the entire bottom was rusted out and were told by the garage that the car we were transporting our 1 year old daughter in would - and I quote - "crumple like a tin can if you ever got into an accident." We replaced that car with our 1998 Saturn, which finally died this past year at just past the 20 year mark.
Me working. I think my slightly lopsided lips are cute; I got the slant in them and my green eyes from my dad, but gosh, everything else looks just like my mother...