F’r instance, how about this story of an Inuit woman with no survival training who survived alone in the arctic after all the guys she came to cook/clean for perished? Taught herself to hunt and trap and cared for the ill one until he succumbed. I always adored stories like this, and I still do.
I seem to have misplaced the email, but somebody at Cloudwards recommended his site to me, so I went and looked at it. If you’re into working in the Cloud, I think this is probably the site for you and I recommend that you give it a look-see. Me, I’m like, Store all my important stuff on somebody else’s computer, where I can only access it if I have an internet connection? Not just no, HELL, no. YMMV
Have you ever wanted to go to Egypt, maybe tour a tomb? What am I saying — OF COURSE YOU HAVE! Well, now you can, and it won’t cost you a dime. Egypt VR has got you covered, dahlings. Go spend an hour or three, then sleep in your own bed. What could be better?
Well, I’ll tell you what could be better. This guy, that’s what. Thank you for sharing it with me, Beth Johnson, me old pal. Ara Malikian is my new imaginary fiddler boyfriend. #4 Daughter, The Amazing Sara Marian, watched this with me, and she was like, “This should be called ‘The Devil Went Down To Moscow’.” I was like, “This should be called ‘This Is Your Fiddle On Crack’.” He’s like the new Paganini. Brace yourself.