The Araxie are an elusive race of Borealans native to the dense jungle bands of their home territory of the same name. Their existence was thought to be a myth until relatively recently, with ancient accounts of encounters with their people falling into legend and superstition. The core tenet of Araxie culture is stealth, a value that is reflected in almost all aspects of their lives. Remaining unseen is both how they hunt, and how their isolated society has survived into the modern era in spite of the close proximity of major regional powers. The Araxie are renowned hunters and trackers. Uniquely suited to the darkness of their jungles, they are able to navigate easily despite the pervasive gloom.
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Now I see just how powerful AI image generation is
With zero skill and zero effort, completely intuitive, web-based AI generative tools will allow you to transform a still image into something that you would easily believe is real:
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With great power comes great responsibility. Which, as a group, humans lack, which is why deepfakes and revenge porn are rampant…
Work time is over…
SNUGGY TIME!!!!
Sporty Labrador girl
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Oeno trip to Beaune
À group of wine club nutters decided to drive 6h to and from Burgundy today to visit two caves, Patriarche Joseph Drouhin. Patriarche is one of the biggest caves in Beaune, built under an old convent, with 100K+ bottles stacked in and between multiple cellars connected by kilometers of tunnels under the city.
Drouhin is theoOldest cave in Beaune. The original building dates from the 1300s and some of the cellars have stonework showing they were part of the original Roman walls of the city. They uncovered a goethic stone from the 1500s when they were doing some excavation work and the press dates from the 1600s.
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Canada day 7-9
Final days of the abridged Canada trip. More quad bike, more shopping, some chainsaw action. Ben and my mom had fun looking at old family photo albums. Ben made the request and we took the decision to move up our return flight. The extra fare penalty was pretty much on par with the hotel and restaurant costs, it would have been a royal pain in the ass to work from the hotel in that shared setting, Ben wanted to see friends and get over jetlag before school started back, and I really wanted to just get back to my wife, my dog, and my stuff. We actually had a good time and there was no drama, so I’m counting this trip as an overall win, but next time I’m not going to factor work-from-abroad days and I’ll look for a better spot for hotel, or a bnb with a kitchen. Montreal has gotten significantly grimier and everything is so damn expensive it’s not funny anymore, and restaurant food that I can safely eat, won’t cost a fortune, and isn’t a Simpsons-esque window to weight gain has been hard to find.
Today was a travel day, from ottawa to the airport via the train station and I’ve honestly been a nervous wreck all day. I don’t know exactly why but my travel anxiety has been through the roof today. I really appreciated my celebratory “you made it” Guinness at the airport, even if the price is highway robbery.
Canada day 5-6
Train trip to my parents was on par for Via. Train was delayed by 30 minutes but once we were in it was pretty comfortable. We stopped at Costco on the way home so Ben was able to check off another item on his bucket list, a Costco hot-dog.
Plans changed at the last minute because of unexpected circumstances, so Nat and the boys weren’t able to come to my parents’ for Easter. It is what it is. We went to the sugar shack, did some more clothing shopping, and Ben tried out my parents’ quad bike.
Canada day 3-4
One of Ben’s goals was to sample KFC and McDonald’s in Canada. He was disappoint. I was disappointed with my Tim Hortons doughnut. It was dry and barely filled. With all the crappy food we’ve had, I just wanted something plain and simple so while Ben was out with Gab, I just got myself a few picnic essentials.
We went to Eggspectation, then more clothing shopping, then we were going to meet Nat and Gab for the Van Gogh immersive experience. Was very cool.
“I don’t know if you’ll understand that one can speak poetry just by arranging colours well, just as one can say comforting things in music”… Vincent Van Gogh
After that, we went to Nats for dinner, meeting her new BF and spending the evening playing exploding kittens again.
The things your butt tries to post on its own
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