Six Pocket

Woylies or brush-tailed bettongs a rare sight    

Driven almost to extinction, the woylie still clings to existance

by Becky Crew

THESE BEAUTIFUL BABIES are brush-tailed bettong joeys (Bettongia ogilbyi) commonly known as woylies, a name derived from the local Nyungar word for them: walyu.

Endemic to Australia and super-rare, woylies were once spread across 60 percent of the mainland, found commonly in eastern Australia, South Australia, north-west Victoria and central New South Wales during the early to mid-19th century. Soon after the turn of century, things went pear-shaped for these furry little macropods, and the species was reportedly extinct across most of its range by 1920.

By the 1990s, just a handful of woylies were left, and today they now inhabit just 1 per cent of the mainland, persisting in six little pockets of land in Western Australia, two in South Australia, and on three little islands just off the coast. They are currently on the IUCN Red List as Critically Endangered

(read more: Australian Geographic)

photograph: SJ Bennett/Flickr

i’m feeling shitty so i’ve assembled (GET IT) a quick feel better kit

Beer before liquor? Never been sicker!

Liquor before beer? You’re in the clear.

Beer before wine? The feeling’s divine!

Wine before beer? The feeling turns queer.

Wine before beer before liquor? Good for the ticker.

Wine before liquor before beer before wine again? Only amongst friends.

Vodka, then whiskey? The proposition is risky.

Tequila and weed? Godspeed!

Acid and grapefruit juice? You’re really letting loose!

Bourbon and pork chops and acid and 7-Up? Come out with your hands up!

Acid and anthills and Coca-Cola and acid and grenadine + acid? That’s too much acid, compadre!

Acid and scorched earth and no flags anymore for anyone, the overturned salt mines; you’re shaking out the salt from your pockets before six cranks of the pepper mill, Caesar’s salad engulfed in flames? There’s no one to blame, there’s no one to blame.

—  Jonathaon Schaff

[image description: an orange fishing vest with six pockets.]

to the anon that asked about weighted vests: maybe a fishing vest, with all the pockets filled with packs of sand,modelling clay, flaxseed, rice, buckwheat, or plastic pellets for weight? I checked on google and the price range for a fishing vest was roughly $30-80 (CAD).

Ultra thin mens custom tooled Celtic pattern wallet for Men or Women. The styling’s from a vintage pattern on 2 - 3 oz. vegetable tanned leather. It has six(6) total pockets and two bill areas/slots. Tooled, oiled, hand rubbed, airbrushed in a deep wine color background and edges burnished then seal coated. It has a secret compartment for your big bills etc.. Hand stitched Arctic white waxed linen thread brings it all together. This wallet brings you the best of both worlds, thin and strong not to mention a depth of color like you’ve never witnessed. Thank you for checking out my latest creation, Larry

Things I’m Currently In Love With

tagged by: aksjasonburchak

One Song: Uh… I dunno. I have too many but if I had to pick one I’d say this one.
Two Movies: Spirited Away, Underworld 1
Three Shows: Whose Line Is It Anyway?, Americas Funniest Home Videos, Family Guy
Four People: Pfft, uhh… I don’t… know? I’m not in love with anyone.
Five Foods: Watermelon, peaches, chicken salad (like a salad with chicken breast in it), beef stew, Hot Pockets.

Six People To Tag: Everyone.

Here’s a handmade custom tooled leather billfold wallet finished in black. Intricately tooled skulls nestled in flames. Squirted with me airbrush to give the ultimate hotness for this excellent Christmas gift.
(6) six pockets and (2)two bill areas of which one is a shhh…. secret compartment 007. Hand stitched in black waxed linen thread, burnished edges and edge coated. The entire piece is finished in the latest poly coat for many years of service.
It measures 4 3/8" X 3 ½ “wide and a varied thickness from 5/16” to 3/8".

The entire wallet is made from 100% the best leather materials, finishes and coatings. Thank you for checking out my latest creation leather wallet!

Wobble Wag Giggle Ball

Wobble Wag Giggle Ball

  • Made of flexible and durable pet safe, Phthalate-free vinyl. Fun for dogs old and young
  • (Pack of 1) Tubes inside ball emits sounds and giggles when rolled or shaken
  • Keeps dogs entertained by engaging their natural instincts to play
  • 6 clutch pockets allow any size dog to pick it up, keeps dogs happy, healthy and fit
  • Makes engaging play with me sounds without any batteries required. Use indoors or out!
Keep your pet busy when you are home or away with this Wobble Wag Giggle Ball. Six clutch pockets provide numerous opportunities for your dog to grab, carry, and toss the toy and the more he does the more giggles and fun sounds are emitted.

List Price: $ 29.99 Price: $ 8.43
Erotic beginnings on comics / Comienzos eróticos en el Comic

Erotic beginnings on comics / Comienzos eróticos en el Comic

Winter 1995, walking down The Ramblas of Barcelona, empty pockets after six months travelling around Europe, a sexy girl looks at me from a magazine at a kiosk.
No future, no love, no warm, no photoshop, no wacom.
Some frames and covers for Kiss Comix Magazine by La Cupula Publishers.
Thanks Emiliio, Thanks María José.

Invierno del 95, caminando por Las Ramplas de Barcelona, bolsillos vacíos…

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anonymous asked:

Wind-chimes sang, and like shapes bleeding in unstill water, Crow could find words in the tone. Sing, they said. “Sing…a song…”

Click click click.

He blinked. The worlds of his dream and waking collided. The latter was warm toned, clay colored.

“…Of six pence…six. There.” Click. “A pocket full of rye.”

His lips stuck together. He pulled them apart and gasped. The air was perfumed – and dry. His lips split painfully.

“Four and twenty blackbirds. Heh.” The singer chuckled. A hand fell on Crow’s head. He cried out – the weight of it made his shoulders and back twist in agony. He felt needling pricks through his hands and realized his arms were dead from lack of blood flow, tied too tight. “Baked into a pie.”

“When the pie was opened, black bird began to sing. Wasn’t this a dainty dish to set before a king.”