I like this 1977 Spanish Villa style house in Gibsonia, PA. It's light, airy, and big. 6bds, 5ba, 3,236sqft. $625k (Zillow's est.: $626,300)

you are the secondary character in THIS media genre!!

op note: all the submissions I get are really cool ideas!! Thank you!! Keep them coming!!

We lose the MOST mobility in our hips, knees & ankles as we’re getting older - and this 👆 very simple movement that you can do right in your kitchen (or bathroom!) helps fend off that mobility loss.

👉 Whether you’re 40 or 70, you should do a few of these every day. Build up to doing 10 reps in a row, slow and controlled (don’t just drop!), and gradually use less and less of the assistance from the counter.

👉Just make sure you're wearing shoes that won't slip, or that you have a counter or wall behind you so you don't face-plant... and just like OP said above,"...you'll build your strength and joint mobility..." And who knows, maybe you'll be able to do what Gunnery Sargeant Thixton used to tell me: "Drop and give me twenty!" (or maybe even more...)

👇More here...

Planer: the planer is a reliable and gentle friend. It has many sharp spinning blades, but they are deep inside the machine, so you have to try to get hurt by the planer.

Table saw: it is like the ocean: huge, powerful, the source of all life. Respect it. Don't turn your back on it. It does not want to hurt you but it's impossible not to be constantly aware of the fact that it Can.

Chop saw: when you're doing a bunch of simple repetitive cuts, it is so so easy to get into a flow state. But watch out! That's its plan. Come onnnnn get carelesssss put those fingies ever closer to the blade to stabilize the wood better its fiiiiine.

Band saw: band saw! Perfect power tool for putting your fingers 1/8 of an inch from! A helpful and quiet tool the band saw :) so quiet you might not even notice it's turned on! Put fingers close to blade, safe with band saw. Friend band saw :)

Belt sander: OW

Hand saw: not only craves blood but actively seeks it

No takers on the old ghost town, yet. 1855 historic Philadelphia House Inn in Belmont, NV is a live/work situation. The inn is a B&B, plus there's the old Belmont Courier newspaper printing shop. Everything is included - furnishings and many antiques. There are 5bds, 4ba, 5,000 total sqft. Asking $750k.

You also get a large barn, power house, and stone cabin on a hill. Includes all antiques and furnishings. Entire building plumbed with PEX tubing, black oxide iron gas piping; and fully electrically wired with solar, wind, battery and 2 diesel generators.

For those of my followers who are confused, here’s a brief explanation.

In the Discworld book Night Watch, the 25th of May is the anniversary of the Revolution of Treacle Mine Road, otherwise known as the Glorious 25th of May. This was a relatively minor skirmish in the city’s great history, a struggle for power, a liberation that removed a madman from the throne to replace him with a different madman. But it was the city fighting back against oppression and cruelty and torture.

And in the fighting seven men died. Seven graves in the cemetery. And those who were there wear the lilac to remember them.

Discworld fans use this date as a convenient date to honour Sir Terry Pratchett and to remember his work.

Because there truly are no books like them. They are so amazing, with Pratchett having an amazing insight into fantasy, as well as the depths of the human condition.

Night Watch especially shows this. It’s dark, it’s funny, it’s grim, it’s silly. It’s a book about inevitably, it’s a book about change. It’s terrifying, it’s bleak, it’s hopeful, it’s warm! It’s about a man reliving the worst days of his past, but he still strives to protect those he knows are lost. Because they’re not lost yet. They’re in front of him and he does the job in front of him.

Where, as civilians riot against the cruelty of the law, a man defends his watch house by sitting out front with a cup of lukewarm cocoa in one hand and a cigar in the other, telling the rioters he’s on break.

A book where a man must mentor his own child self. A book where he must walk his own past through the horrors he witnessed.

Where he gets so close to changing fate, before fate spins round with a haymaker.

And it’s also a book where the chant of the revolution is “Truth, Justice, Freedom, Reasonably Priced Love, and a Hardboiled Egg.”

Where there is an old soldiers song about angels sticking their arses in the air, that just might make you weep.

We love you, Sir Terry Pratchett.

How do they rise up?

vimes did not resign from his post in protest, observe the rest of the watch resign from their posts in protest, recruit them into a militia, sail to the country they were at war with, and attempt to arrest two different armies for disturbing the peace so you could sit here and call him a drama queen, as though drama was some myffic quality bestowed by an accident of birth and not the inherent right of every creatively petty and histrionic citizen of ankh-morpork 

* typo along the lines of a spelling error, the wrong your/you're or there/their/they're used, etc. ** in this scenario, a comment is the only way to get in touch with the fic author, no social media dm option