I’ve come to learn your brain is really good at subconscious processing of things that don’t quite make it to conscious awareness. Some part of your brain saw the cop and the deer and was trying to alert the rest of you.

I had that happen once when I was out hiking alone doing geology research. I reached this area of the woods and was suddenly overwhelmed by this feeling of TIME TO LEAVE. I tried arguing with myself that there was still enough daylight to check out an outcrop I could see in the distance, but the feeling got so powerful, I finally gave in and called it quits for the day.

I realized while walking out, that with all the little noises of the quail and other animals I’d been hearing all day, that spot in the woods had been silent. The next time I visited the area (and not alone this time), I found a cave right behind where I’d been standing, with fresh mountain lion tracks. Who knows, some part of me might have seen a mountain lion in that cave and was doing everything it could to tell me to get the fuck away!

I got it from this shop on Etsy, but it looks like they’re out of stock :(

Not to make light of things, but the first thought that came to my head for counteracting bad tasting medicine is a spoonful of sugar.

Here’s to getting all those achievable goals!

On the pill front, is it possible to crush them and mix with something more easily swallowable?

Maybe swimming for exercise? Not in a gator-pond, but are there local community pools nearby?

As someone trying to diet, 100% the calorie deficit 😖

You know I thought about deleting my account, but with a combination of nostalgia and the hope that some of my comments would still be useful led me to decide to just leave it in stasis.

So far, pretty much everything I’ve posted on Lemmy has been new OC, but I think I’ll start scraping and reposting some of my old reddit posts eventually.

I used to comment a lot more than I would post back on Reddit, but I’ve been putting in an effort to try to build up communities here, both my own and others. So I’ve been scraping all my old pictures to find useful content, and as a result, have more posts than comments.

Oh cool, I’d love to see your photos.

As much as I’m biased towards pretty pictures, posts about life in the desert are also welcome.

I’ve got relatives in Phoenix, and I was alarmed to learn that checking your shoes for scorpions before putting them on is standard procedure for them!

Well there’s the guy who didn’t want to shit for three days…