http://www.clickclackgorilla.com/2009/12/21/white-noise/ tales of marauding, plundering, and international gorilla conspiracy Sat, 04 Sep 2010 01:02:41 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 http://www.clickclackgorilla.com/2009/12/21/white-noise/comment-page-1/#comment-79285 Tara Mon, 04 Jan 2010 08:50:35 +0000 http://www.clickclackgorilla.com/?p=1781#comment-79285 Ooh, cold is what I'm best at! Plastic and duct tape and down blankets! Ooh, cold is what I’m best at! Plastic and duct tape and down blankets!

]]> http://www.clickclackgorilla.com/2009/12/21/white-noise/comment-page-1/#comment-78520 fenu Fri, 25 Dec 2009 20:43:44 +0000 http://www.clickclackgorilla.com/?p=1781#comment-78520 Thought that you may enjoy this: http://sites.google.com/site/livingwithoutmoney/ Thought that you may enjoy this:
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]]> http://www.clickclackgorilla.com/2009/12/21/white-noise/comment-page-1/#comment-78517 Lauren Quinn Fri, 25 Dec 2009 18:44:32 +0000 http://www.clickclackgorilla.com/?p=1781#comment-78517 Love this. But glad to be reading from California! Love this. But glad to be reading from California!

]]> http://www.clickclackgorilla.com/2009/12/21/white-noise/comment-page-1/#comment-78087 fenu Mon, 21 Dec 2009 06:23:10 +0000 http://www.clickclackgorilla.com/?p=1781#comment-78087 I wonder how close our feelings are during extremes of cold to those thoughts that cascaded through the minds of our ancestors 13,000 years ago as the last ice age crept upon them, the snow outside the caves piled ever higher, the migration patterns of the large animals were disrupted, and the outcrops of obsidian were harder and harder to find under the never-melting snow. We are the progeny of heros and heroines: those few who survived the ice, and then the floods. I pray that you have lots and lots of wood, and an alarm clock to wake you up before the fire burns out. I wonder how close our feelings are during extremes of cold to those thoughts that cascaded through the minds of our ancestors 13,000 years ago as the last ice age crept upon them, the snow outside the caves piled ever higher, the migration patterns of the large animals were disrupted, and the outcrops of obsidian were harder and harder to find under the never-melting snow. We are the progeny of heros and heroines: those few who survived the ice, and then the floods. I pray that you have lots and lots of wood, and an alarm clock to wake you up before the fire burns out.

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