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All I got out of this is that I'm jealous of your family owning a ski cabin near wildcat.

Usually they're looking sideways at me and pretending I didn't say anything.

I sense a perfect opportunity for sabotaging the logistics system of your office! Time for some creative use of white-out. Or hacking their ordering database.

I see a lot of snarky comments about water & being surrounded by snow... I'm wondering how he melted the snow into water if he didn't have a heat source besides his body heat? When you're really hungry your body temp drops like crazy and you can barely keep yourself warm, never mind cuddling up with a big snowball.

New Hampshire only has black bears. They're really not that aggressive, but if you leave your chicken sitting on the park bench while you enjoy the campfire, do not expect it to still be there when you turn around.

Hmmmm. They ought to have versions with non-toxic stuff in them...

Why not try it then? Isn't it sterile until you open the package?

I don't look down on them, the poor buggers. Their lives do not look like fun to me. I could do with their money and property but not the publicity.

...probably not. Although I'm pretty much willing to try anything that doesn't want to eat me back, rats, from what I know of rodents, can eat loads of stuff that I'd find difficult to digest. I might eat one or two pellets just to see what the taste is like, if there's ever an opportunity though.

There's a wonderful building in Alice Springs that has a related design. It's called Adelaide House. It was the first hospital built in the town. To keep it cool, they dug down into the underground river's water table, dug over to make a tunnel up a few meters away from the house, sealed the bottom of the house, and…

That's awesome. Thank you!

he one thing I remember from this book, for ever and ever, is the Happy Medium.

Now I'm curious about the ingredients in rat food pellets... :)

See, there's the problem: there's *nothing* royal about me.

The gallbladder (which I also lack post-surgery) doesn't absorb anything in itself, it just acts as a receptacle for bile which is excreted into the intestine as triggered by fatty meals. The bile is still produced by the liver when there's no gallbladder in a human, it just goes as a constant trickle, instead of a…

I have never before been grateful for my inability to tolerate sugar alcohols. (They make the fine muscles in my face twitch uncontrollably.) This may have saved my bacon...

I've nearly gassed myself with a kitty litter box and bleach. On accident. Information isn't bad or good, it's how it gets used.

All times are both great and terrible. We're just lucky enough to see it as a near-overwhelming wave of information because we live in an age transformed by communications.