Rocks in the Head

Well... If I had to make an Edumacated guess.. I'd say It would all depend on what kind of Rocks..

;D
Roxy

I have rocks in my head too..........not sure what kind they are. I mean, how would I know? Can you tell by the sound when you shake your head? Inquiring minds would like to know.

I must have tumbling rocks in my head this morning
or my barrel too tight
cause my head is pounding!

My head must be a Bead Mill. I think things to death, and nothing but grit comes out.

They must be good and round, I sure roll a long way when I fall down.

Clay has a way of mucking up everything. Been stuck in it more then once on some of my adventures around here.

I would think with all the mountains, volcano's, and rivers in Oregon, there would be some great finds on rocks. I never really made it into Oregon, although I still want to. Back in the late 70's, I lived in Redding Calif. I can remember traveling to Mount Shasta, and picking up some real interesting stones. The only problem is it was a long time ago, and when I left Redding, I had to leave the stones. I was ridding my thumb out of town, and it don't hold much luggage.

I just read this quote

“As we age, the pineal gland fills with a substance popularly known as ‘brain sand’.
This consist of two minerals, a polycrystalline complex a few millimeters long,
and micro crystals that are much smaller at less than 20 micrometers in length.”

This explains the specific density that occurs as we age
I suppose
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