
u/zherper

Hey Wubby, Athabasca Sand Dunes guy here. Since you got Dax on the podcast it’s time to start planning your trip. Here’s how to get there without using a bush plane.
Guy did a boat journey to get there instead of taking a bush plane in (which would’ve been much faster). Beautiful scenery!
(And yes I am the original chatter for this stupid fucking stream meme)
My gf baked me an “osrs cake” for my birthday today
Appreciate her ❤️
Booklet on designs from Pre-Columbian Mexico by Jorge Enciso (1971)
Got in a used book pile at a bookstore years ago. Some super cool spiral drawings of glyphs, runes, and the like. Bought for inspiration.
Clip art pamphlet “The Year - 1968” from Harry Volk Jr. Art Studios (1968)
I believe I got this at a garage sale over a decade ago. Harry Volk Jr. Art Studios produced many pamphlets in the 50s, 60s and 70s for clip art, meant to be literally cut and pasted for whatever a creative mind could envision.
Follow-up post: a charcoal sketch from my great grandpa, this time a little older probably 1913-1915.
My mom actually framed this one.
Just discovered this sub, I have a lot of goodies to post. To begin: a drawing from my great grandpa (age 12) in 1910.
He boot too big
Wubby with the stinky binky poison build
Game is Hellslave.
Growing alone, terrestrially (near wood though). Believed to be chanterelles until picked and smelled. Now believed to be O. illudens. WI, USA.
True gills and lack of “apricot” scent lean away from Chanterelle.
Sad day today: saying goodbye to my Remnant
My 2004 Mercury Grand Marquis (which I’ve had for 8 years) is finally dying today. The brakes went caput and between that and the fuel leak and broken Air Conditioner, it’s time for a new chapter.
The junk car guys are coming with a tow truck in a few hours and I’m oddly emotional that I’ll never see this car again. I put like 50,000 miles on it and have driven it nearly everyday for 8 years.
Rest in peace (or pieces I guess)…
These cop slop thumbnails are getting way out of hand
This shit is insane
Notes I took from my first day at a corporate bicycle store during COVID
Crazy that I just accepted this list of demands at the time, like a frog in a pot. Of course it boiled over with the neurotic store manager months later and I ended up quitting which changed the trajectory of my life but that’s a story for a different time.
Gotta watch for that
On a clear spring morning in the mountains of northern California, a group of C-Evaluators and U.S. Forest Service Regional Saw Program Managers were gathered for the final day of a national saw workshop.
After sizing up the tree, the faller verbalizes their cutting plan and fires up the saw. The sawyer makes their initial cuts without issue.
After knocking out the "pie"-shaped section and cleaning up the face cut, he elected to perform a boring cut straight through the hinge and into the center of the tree.
After verbalizing his intent to "bore the guts," the sawyer steps downslope in front of the tree, lifts the powerhead and throttles up the saw. As he begins his boring cut, the kickback occurs almost immediately, swinging the bar back and slamming it into the sawyer's right shoulder.
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