Blkojo

@DefiantLs They/Them Girl Scout/Boy Scout

Job offers will be flowing in

@DefiantLs Barista. Well……

@ZiXia85915 I’ll take the brown dog.

From mountain stone to gleaming gold—age-old technique preserved in rural China.Witness heritage alive in China’s countryside. #GoldRefining #IntangibleCulturalHeritage #RuralChina

SpaceX IPO upcoming?

Reply with only a GIF that you thinks perfectly describes Arizona basketball. 🏀

@nitrain32 @its_The_Dr

@its_The_Dr My favorite line was "I'm gonna take this right foot, and I'm gonna whop you on that side of your face"

You just knew that when he took his hat off someone was gonna get their Butt Kicked.

@historyrock_ Sweep picking around 9 seconds. CLEAN sweep picking.

Les Paul performing on an early Gibson Les Paul model (1953)

@Flesh_torpedo @ZPEdisclosure Lots of people have liked it. Lots more than your post. Your life consists of looking to be negative. But here’s another pic of my dad - getting an award from JFK and LeMay for his command contributions during the Cuban Missile Crisis. Now you have U-2 posts as well. 🤣

@blkojo @ZPEdisclosure Bros life consists of looking for sr71 posts so he can post this image

Skunk Works built the SR-71 in the 1960s. Mach 3.3. Still the fastest manned air-breathing aircraft ever built. That was 60 years ago. You think they've been sitting around doing nothing since then? Charles Chase went on camera in 2014 and said they had compact fusion. Then the whole project disappeared. 60 years of Skunk Works R&D, and the last public thing they told us about was a fusion reactor. Then nothing. Use your head.

@XWorldCuisines Damn that looks good!

Now this is how you make a juicy Lamb 🎥nutrientmatters I IG

@maga2024okay @JorgeTWeather Maybe not. It will be hot indeed but not a record-breaker necessarily. This heat wave is not an abject indicator.

@JorgeTWeather It’s gonna be a scorching year

Phoenix has only reached 105° in March or April six times in recorded history. Three of those six times were this week alone. March 19. March 20. March 21. All 105°. Back-to-back-to-back. The other three happened in April, spread across 1989, 1992, and 2012.

@lockhidmartinez @ZPEdisclosure Yes. My dad was - briefly - her dad’s wing commander with the SR-71. I am active on both IG and X Habubrats accounts.

@blkojo @ZPEdisclosure That is soooooo coool, do you know the habu brats lady?

In 1835, port of New Orleans, Irish families step off the gangway into swampland heat, carrying everything they own. Among them, a small girl named Margaret Gaffney clutches her father's hand. She is five years old. She does not yet know that within the year, both her parents will be dead. Yellow fever moves through the immigrant quarters like wildfire through dry grass. Margaret's mother dies first. Her father follows days later. At six years old, she becomes a ward of Welsh neighbors who need extra hands more than they need another mouth to feed. There is no school. No tenderness. Just work. By nine, she is scrubbing laundry. By eleven, she is entirely on her own. At twenty-one, she marries Charles Haughery. They have a daughter. For the first time since childhood, Margaret feels safe. Then yellow fever comes again. Her husband dies. Her baby dies. She is twenty-two, widowed, childless, illiterate, and alone in a city that considers Irish Catholics less than human. Most people would have broken. Margaret borrowed forty dollars, bought two cows, and started selling milk. She walked the French Quarter before sunrise, knocking on doors, undercutting prices, outworking everyone. People mocked her. A poor Irish widow with a milk cart was not supposed to become anything. Within a year, she paid back the loan. Within five, she owned the largest dairy in the city. Then she met the nuns at the orphanage. They were trying to feed children no one else wanted. Margaret saw herself in every face. She gave them all her milk, every day, and refused payment. She told them she remembered what hunger felt like. She remembered being six and abandoned. In 1858, she sold the dairy and bought a bakery she had no idea how to run. She could not read recipes. She learned by feel, by repetition, by refusing to fail. Within a year, her bread was everywhere. She standardized loaves, mechanized production, and fed a city that once looked through her like she was invisible. When yellow fever returned, she nursed the dying. During the Civil War, she fed Union soldiers and Confederate families without asking which side they supported. She became one of the wealthiest women in America and gave away over six hundred thousand dollars. She never learned to write her name. She signed every document with an X. When Margaret Haughery died in 1882, New Orleans erected the first statue ever dedicated to a woman in the city. At the base, they carved an X. The mark of someone who could not write, but who rewrote what mercy looked like. Margaret lived so simply that many people did not realize she was wealthy. She wore plain dresses, lived in modest rooms, and walked to work every day. Visitors to her bakery often mistook her for a cleaning woman. She preferred it that way. She believed attention should go to the work, not the person doing it. The statue erected in her honor still stands in Margaret Place in New Orleans. It depicts her sitting with a child on her lap and another at her side. The inscription reads simply, "Margaret." For decades, locals called her "the Bread Woman of New Orleans." Children she helped grew up, had children of their own, and told them about the woman who made sure no one went hungry. Margaret's bakery became so successful that during the Civil War, Union officers tried to seize it for military use. She reportedly walked into the commanding officer's tent and told him that if he took her bakery, the orphans would starve. He let her keep it. Another detail: she was known to test her bread by touch alone, never needing to read temperatures or measurements. Workers said she could tell if dough was ready just by pressing it with her thumb. 📷 : Portrait of Margaret Haughery, 1842, by Jacques Amans. © Daughters of Time #archaeohistories

@NJLitLawR @Aaron_Torres

@Aaron_Torres I still wouldn't shake his hand, because he sweats like a race horse and stands around with his under his armpits.

Sean Miller's career: * Xavier (Part I) - Took an A-10 team to Elite 8 + Sweet 16 in back-to-back years * Arizona - Five trips to Sweet 16/Elite 8 * Xavier (Part II) - Sweet 16 in Year 1 * Texas - Sweet 16 in Year Know he's never been to a Final Four. BUT... ELITE ball coach

I am getting there!

@brigitta3 @TheFigen_ If you are fortunate.

@TheFigen_ Aging is natural.

Time is one of the things no living thing in the world can buy.

@jessebritchez @ironmikeluke

One of the things I admire most about Tommy Lloyd is his demeanor. I’ll forever be thankful that Sean Miller turned Arizona into a modern day 2 coach school - making us different than UNLV, Maryland etc. But I don’t miss the expletive laced tantrums. I much prefer Lloyd’s calm

@PHNX_Wildcats Larsson has some muscle.

PELLE LARSSON JUST KILLED A MAN 😱

@HawkEmDownChris Tony Conigliaro

Name an athlete you wish had a fully healthy career. I’ll start: Derrick Rose.

@Habubrats71 The old snack Space Food Sticks was derived from the space program.

Tube food in U2 and SR-71 At 70,000+ feet, there is no breathable oxygen, but that doesn’t mean pilots flying at that altitude can’t snack. Tube foods allow U-2 pilots to enjoy everything from pizza and pasta to grandma’s apple pie while cruising at crazy high altitudes. The only caveat is that every morsel must fit through a 3/8-inch-thick straw that can be slurped through their highly pressurized helmets. Also, SR 71 RSO/ Pilots “The aluminum tubes are designed to attach to a straw-like probe that fits through a small retractable receptacle on the helmet.” Perhaps a few of our SR 71 friends who comment on what tube food they like the best. I did hear from a few people and they said chocolate pudding. Chocolate pudding had a little bit of caffeine in it and that could only help. Linda Sheffield