Gestures Broadly
See?? Bunch of fucking morons.
Gestures Broadly
See?? Bunch of fucking morons.
“Find 'em, fool 'em, free 'em, and forget 'em…”
Wind blowing though pine trees.
I have this memory from when I was a kid. I was standing in the middle of the woods at my grandparents, watching big fluffy snow flakes fall around me. The only sound I could hear was a light breeze blowing through the pine trees. I don’t know why but it almost felt magical. To this day I still love that sound.
Seize all the Halloween candy in the entire neighborhood with the rationale that some of them may contain weapons of mass destruction.
“I know a little German… He’s sitting over there.”
Oh, you can defraud shareholders as well. You just have to tell more compelling lies and secure the right accomplices. Get the auditors on board and you can ride the sinking ship for at least a couple years before you finally run out of cash and the entire organization collapses within a matter of days.
Corporate execs these days are not exactly known for their long term thinking. Doesn’t matter if the doors are flying off your airplanes tomorrow as long as the stock price goes up today.
That depends on the state but at least in my state it requires a court order for both situations.
“Mrs. [Husbands firstname lastname]” is a pretty dated form of address. I feel like I don’t see that a lot anymore. Except in very formal situations and from people who don’t realize it’s out of style. It’s also seems to have become more acceptable to refer to all women as “Miss/Ms.” Regardless of her martial status. I sincerely doubt the address mistake was meant to be offensive.
One thing I do find infuriating is the fact that it in numerous states in the US, it is much harder for a man to take his wife’s last name when getting married than the other way around. A woman can mail a form and a copy of her marriage license to the Social Security Administration and get the DMV to reissue her driver’s license. That’s all it takes.
A man often has to get a court order which I think is very discriminatory.
I live in a red state with an $11/hr minimum wage. We got that by amending the constitution, thereby overriding the legislature which was opposed to the increase. Unfortunately $11/hr is not even close to enough to live on here so apparently it’s time to raise it via another constitutional amendment. Sigh
In my experience the small Harbor Freight dust collector works pretty well for this.
Why use many frame when few frame do trick?
Good question and all valid points.
There’s a few reasons for removing the leaves. One being pest control. Another being that they’re a fire hazard (especially relevant since we’re currently under one of the worst droughts in decades).
There’s also the matter of keeping peace with my neighbors who won’t appreciate all my leaves blowing into their yards or potentially plugging up their drainage culverts and flooding their basements, which around here is a very real possibility.
Burning them is just a matter of convenience but now you’ve made me think I could actually spread them in the woods behind the house and maybe that would be a better way of handling them.
You feel my pain. Literally! Last time I had to cram my feet into size 13 ice skates it sucked some of the fun out of it.
I wear a men’s 14. Basically the DD’s of feet. My wife says I’m not allowed to show them off for free so get our your wallets folks.
It worked for “Tricky Dick”. He just didn’t feel the need to go blabbing it to everybody because back then you couldn’t get elected without at least pretending to have morals.
Medicare for All would do more to help small businesses than just about anything.
I always find it ironic that the very people who are always worried about “the economy” don’t seem to realize that the privatized health “insurance” model is an enormous drag on the economy and is bad for basically everyone. Everyone except health insurance companies that is.
To be fair, Culver’s is a fast food date that I would actually be OK with.
I grew up in a part of the northern Midwest where just about every house built before the 1940’s has a small steel door in the foundation, usually on the same side as the driveway. It was used to deliver coal which was shoveled through the door, into a bin in the basement and eventually burned to heat the house, most likely in a big “octopus” furnace or a boiler.
It always fascinated me that so many houses had this one little thing that was once an incredibly necessary feature that was eventually shut and sealed from the inside, probably never to be opened again.