The dream seemed to infer that they converted energy somehow, 1.0 to 2.0 something-biggies. So the reporter I was with was listening to me and the very mean principal I once had, who didn't know what the pumps were really for besides auto-watering.
"Back in the day they'd punish kids by forcing them to water plants for a few hours,"
I mumbled in my sleep,
which made the principal smile.
They must not be very practical, now that I am awake beeecause:
Someone somewhere owns everything everywhere, including underground water, and environmentalists would blanch, like they blanch over desalination plants.
No, unless it's an oil company, you ain't got a chance in hell of pumping anything anywhere.
If you needed a paper for school, uhm, http://rdnwaterbudget.ca/water-101/aquifers-groundwater/ but the site itself seems impractical.
Spend Zillions to get a hopefully honest contractor to drill the right kind of well, and not piss off the local Government who might eminent-domain your ass if you actually find anything useful.
No, you're pretty much fucked.
"leaky-though" is perfect spanish for something (liquid?) that they'd sell at a decent market that isn't Kroger, the greedy SOB's (I just ate a biggie bowl of beans)
Nice people shop at my supermarket, would they all move away if the supermarket changed to "El marketeria"?
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| The names I'm coming up with are more expensive than trader-joe's and twice as snobby. I should be careful what I wish for. "99 Ranch"?? |
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