Rome was awesome. Nobody has sex like Cleopatra. That girl is Hottie von Hottenpants. Pullo’s no slouch in the sack either.
Talked to
Neat-o inuksuk fact (and yes, I was spelling it differently before). There are actually dozens of different types of inuksuk, the plural of which is inuksuit. Each perform different tasks for the Inuit, the five most important of which were:
1. to show the way when travellers are far from home on the tundra
2. to warn of very dangerous places
3. to show where food was stored (esp. when covered with snow)
4. to mark the location of a significant event where respect is due
5. to act as helpers for hunting caribou (like scarecrows)
My favorite is the Nangiarautimik quajimalitaq (Nang-ee-ah-RAU-tee-mik Khau-yee-mah-li-tak), which warns of dangerous conditions.
I mean…Cleopatra…she was fucking like her life depended on it…oh wait… I was also very impressed by how attentive and willing to lend a hand her servant was. There are definitely times in life when a third set of hands would come in handy.
So you’re telling me that, if I should come across an inuksuk while lost and hungry in the tundra, I should assume that either a) there’s food there, or b) there’s something very, very dangerous there.
Are there different inuksuit for different messages, or are the Inuit just really into trying their luck?
Oops. If I’d bothered to read the whole post, I would have answered the above question for myself. But hey… how often do people in the legal field need to read every word?