That is at least the reasons for how studs are regulated i Norway. Regions with milder winter climate have fees for studs. Instead most vehicles uses studless winter tires during winter. The exeption being mostly transport and construction vehicles.
In Norway, fishing has the reputation of being a good fit for many who struggles with more theoretical professions while being very, very well paid. Like highly paid IT consulatant sallary.
He was, but decided he lovede his characters too much to quit. Seems like there will be even more books after this last one.
Azarinth Healer is higly progression oriented with lots of fighting, but it has heart with investment in long term character relations and fellowship.
I don't know this thread format, so I'm gonna keep it short.
Finished Azarinth Healer Book 3 yesterday. Gonna start on the last book in the Expeditionary Force series today.
Is it spider silk though? Can't have gene edited spider silk without gene edited spiders. This is gene edited silkworm silk. Or am I missing something about silk?
Have been reading boingboing.net since before Reddit became the king of aggregated content platforms. Still do. But the quality of content are not what it once was. And the addition of their own gadget store has not made the experience better. Though there are still some good stuff to be found.
It has roots in what was a printed fanzine. Content is mostly tech, culture and politics.
Among the editors are maker Mark Faruenfelder. And privacy activist Cory Doctorow was once a big contributor, but I have not seen anything by him in a while.
In a pot by the window, innocently small, A coleus sprouted, not a threat at all. But its leaves unfurled, a vibrant display, Soon it began to steal my life away.
First, it crept into every room and space, A green invader in every hiding place. My house, once cozy, now a leafy domain, As coleus conquered with unstoppable gain.
My wife, she fell under its leafy spell, Her love for the plant, I could surely tell. She tended it daily with passionate care, As I watched in despair, life wasn't fair.
My job, neglected, as I gazed at each hue, The coleus had taken my focus, it's true. Colleagues became leaves on its towering tree, As the world outside faded from me.
Friends disappeared, lost in the foliage dense, As I marveled at the coleus' immense pretense. They begged me to see, to break free from this strife, But I couldn't escape the coleus' green life.
And as I pondered the plant's global embrace, I realized too late, it had won the race. The world transformed, under its verdant reign, A planet now ruled by the coleus's chain.
So beware the coleus, a deceptive delight, For it may seem benign, but it'll conquer your sight. Once it takes hold, you'll be lost in its swirl, As it claims your house, your wife, your job, your friends, your life, and the world.