My ophthalmologist gave me a test using 50 blocks painted from black to white with 48 pieces of grays in between. I got it perfectly correct. The dr's aide said I was the first person to get it correct in the ten years she had been working there.
Okay, I will now accept accolades and pats on the back now.

I think almost anyone can outrun a hopping corpse. Now, what if it were a crawler? That might work by sneaking up on sleeping people. Maybe they should have had it skipping? That's faster. But hopping? That makes noise. Nah, they didn't think that ghoul through.

So it's all sushi, right? Because I just don't see the big guy with oven mitts standing over a hot stove.

My favorite season. I love the cool weather with chill winds that bring out my favorite flannel shirt. I love the smell of apples in the air. Going to an apple orchard that made their own apple cider and fried cinnamon sugared doughnuts to eat with your cider. Snuggling under a blanket while your fire pit was lit and the smell of leaves burning to ash and foiling potatoes to bury under the hot coals of your fire pit. The taste of those potatoes are the best! And, last of all, going for a walk while large flakes of snow drift down to land on your eyelashes and the clean, clean smell of the snow.

When I had my own company I did a lot of SouthWestern artworks for some of the art galleries that sold my wares. I found a man that sold huge snapping turtle shells that I bought and turned them into artworks. I wish I had kept a few. They were easily the size of the shell in your photo.

You need a big tray to eat this thing because fingers and air bladders will be dropping off left and right. It's a mighty awkward dessert to try to eat.

That shark brought it's entourage with it. good job, mate!

No thanks. I don't want a scoop of frozen meat stew or spaghetti noodles with ketch-up drizzles and sprinkles. Nope, I'll pass. Gonna go next door for some shredded shoelace cheesecake.

The Catholic church is really big on artifacts and antiquities that they claim came from this or that saint. Disinterring bodies was a big deal for hundreds of years when they snatched a finger bone there and a toe bone from someone else. Gotta do something to bring in the pewdusters.

When I was in 9th grade I knew a girl that pierced her ears with a safety pin. Lack of good hygiene caused her ears to become weeping sores. It was truly cringe inducing and I was so surprised that she didn't lose her ear lobes. Don't try this at home, kids. Or anywhere else.

My mother loved grapenuts and she would make a grapenuts pudding which was like a bread pudding. I didn't like it but it made her happy.

I'm not too impressed with these designer rooms. The top floor "cotton candy" rooms would really have to go. I did see one room that I liked. I don't think I'd want to live in a house with 5 levels. I'd need a walkie talkie on me at all times so I could find my family!

First I would want an agreement between the future corpse or their relatives giving permission to use that person's image in the future and compensating the living relatives.Secondly, after 100 years there would be no claim upon the deceased's body and/or works made by them prohibiting people from using them. No compensation.

More fun than seeing a toddler trapped inside a claw machine.