Note from the Editor:
The first farm I helped with got built within a few months. Considering it started off as an abandoned and mostly-dead lot, with a few overgrowths of ‘useless’ giant shrubs, having only been briefly used as a dirt airstrip for small propeller planes in old times, we were very pleased with that time frame and the results. What had once been tucked away and forgotten on the edge of town… was now ready to become a center of productivity, health, and delicious fresh creations for families and the whole community.
Putting my new Master Gardener skills to the test, and learning even more than I did in the courses to become a Master Gardener, I helped out with everything from preparing the land and nurturing seeds to starter stage, setting the grade and pouring foundations, jack-hammering concrete and moving chunks of curbs, to planting trees and making hugelkultur berms. I even picked up a whole tree by myself one day, carrying it right across the whole farm. It was a wonderful way of working out with a purpose, and right in the kind of place I wanted to be.
More hotties kept showing up, both as fellow volunteers and visitors from afar. Two that showed up together kept dark wrap-around sunglasses on, and gave me the impression they were humanoid aliens who wanted to say more but couldn’t. The only almost-trouble I had with the females was that one guy thought I was interested in his wife, even when I only talked to him, and only asked him to help me practice some of the languages I’d been learning; weird insecure guy. I almost feel sorry for him.
Based on this farm-starting experience, I knew I’d go on to help with others, I now had a few more ways to further refine my own farm’s design, and I knew that even out on farms… exactly the body-type of girls I always preferred would show up. It didn’t matter how far I went, or what line of work I was in, or how I looked, or if I had any money at all; the people I’d been seeking kept coming, kept wanting to tell me more, and would be there when I needed my own help starting Inisfree’s farm.
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Vocab of the Day:
- tantric partners yoga: a form of the Hindu spiritual and ascetic discipline (a part of which, including breath control, simple meditation, and the adoption of specific bodily postures, is widely practiced for health and relaxation) which is specifically geared toward couples and groups to better and further bond sexual and romantic partners for the best lovemaking (including energy-gasms) and life in general (ex.: Tantric partners yoga is part of the standard P.E. classes of L.H.S., and is refined to perfection by each student once they reach and have graduated from T.N.A.. It is also demonstrated on Inisfree’s Balancing Posts on the city’s civilian beach strip near the Bora Tiki Neighborhood and the B&B Spire, with some of its best viewing from the nearby Santorini Neighborhood slope.)
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2013-2014 articles are here.
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Grand Canyon Egyptian Tombs: articles in newspapers were published about these findings in 1909
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Poking Fun at Fake News:
If it wasn’t for all the pop-ups, you might be able to read a few decent points the title of this fake-news article touches upon. I don’t even really have to make any points or crack any jokes when a ‘professional’ news organization chooses to let their website look this childish and bottom-budget. The spam speaks for itself; they have no budget, they don’t care about their readers, and they aren’t focused on facts in any way; they are focused on money, and somehow think they will get it by adopting click-bait.
Here’s a good ‘rule of thumb’: If there is a single advertisement about anything at all on a website, ignore the whole site. If it isn’t about what you clicked on or were intending to find, you were baited into going to a site full of falsehoods. Even the link and Google search-result description are fake news in that case.
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