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emotung 278w ago
these things destroyed my rose bushes

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emotung 14w ago
AI visual recognition almost there, but not quite
emotung 18w ago
We are determined... to work and fight until justice runs down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream.
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emotung 23w ago
new electronic displays for open classified positions. team was able to innovate in the new medium and shed encumbrances conflated by the limitations of physical media. #civilservants #jobs
emotung 36w ago
Bella bit me the day I came to pick her up from ARNO two summers ago. The volunteers had left me with her by myself to make the owner/pet bargain with just a palm of deli meat. She didn't trust me because she was a street dog from the Westbank. She was a ferocious beast, and she made it clear to our dog sitter while we vacationed in Park City, Utah.

In the home, she loved laying at our feet at desks and tables. We had to be careful not to let our chairs roll onto her fur or tail she laid so close. She also loved the corner of the hallway by my door. It was where she went for rain and thunder, until she found the tiny crawl space behind the toilet.

Bella loved car rides. It didn't matter where we went or which car we took. If the door opened she'd jump in. "Early to bed" was definitely Bella's motto. If it was dark outside she was done asking to be pet and was either in her crate or gone to the hallway or room to sleep. She'd have dreams of chasing down and barking at mailmen.

We loved Bella very much and although we only spent a year and some months together, she made our house a home.