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I still have no clue how instances work but whatever I’m doing has been working fine for nearly a year
Funny you mentioned that. I was out with my daughter a couple days ago and she got a flat that had to be replaced. She was legitimately worried that Toyota would void her warranty for not buying a tire from the dealership. Nevermind that we were out in rural nothingness with no Toyota dealership to be found.
I’ve had really good luck with archive.md
On the trust thing - every once in a while I’ll go to a concert by myself, stand in the back, and enjoy the moment and remember the old times.
More often than not, three or four young ladies will come up over the course of the evening and start giving me their life stories and their relationship struggles and whatnot.
This isn’t a flirting or drunk thing on either end of the equation. In that moment, they just seem to need somebody to listen to them.
Based on illustrated stories I was fed as a child, I would now like to know if the early Christians ate the dinosaurs after they were finished riding them.
I had this argument with my boss and lost. They made all of us take photos that they posted on the company website. I said I’m working pretty hard on making myself invisible and don’t appreciate being forced to out myself like this. Tough shit. My name picture and contact info are out there for all to see.
I’ve been to one of those bloody Mary bars once in my life and it was glorious. I haven’t been able to find one since. It was eleven years ago up in Tulsa, and I’m down here in boring old Dallas.
My mom was in the Mayo clinic years ago, but she didn’t describe it to be like an airport.
If she had, I would’ve made a beeline up there so I could have a bloody Mary at six in the morning without getting any funny looks.
On a more serious note, I hope you find some relief from this visit.
On a less serious note, my sister plays Scrabble with these weird count the words within the word rules. She judiciously saves up her letters until she can play “braved” in which there are like seventy five thousand words embedded.
I don’t particularly care for Scrabble, but I especially won’t play it with her.
Off topic, but why would a basketball team need three buses? I’ve seen football teams travel in two.
I’ve been working for three decades. In that time, we’ve had some legitimate financial crises such as 9/11, 2008, and COVID.
Those aside, what I’ve mainly witnessed is people who fail in business or lose their job via incompetence never say, “Man, I should’ve hired a legitimate bookkeeper and stopped using my corporate card to cut rails in the strip club bathroom,” or, “Man, maybe I should’ve shown up to work more than twice a month and maybe I shouldn’t have slapped the receptionist on the ass when I did show up.”
No. It’s always, “My business failed and I lost my job because of the economy”
“The economy” is some great catch all bogeyman scapegoat that has very little basis in meaning when used in daily conversation, especially as it pertains to personal finance.
We can talk about corporatocracies or consolidation of wealth or two tier justice because those things are real and should be addressed, but they are rarely what people are referring to when they blame “the economy.”
I truly underestimated how deep the movement that’s using Trump’s cult of personality for its own means runs.
We’re so very fucked.
Step one: Proclaim that immigrants are taking American jobs
Step two: Exploit that sweet, sweet exception carved out of the thirteenth amendment and enslave the immigrants
Harris oversaw more than 1,900 marijuana convictions in San Francisco, previously unreported records from the DA’s office show. Her prosecutors appear to have convicted people on marijuana charges at a higher rate than under her predecessor, based on data about marijuana arrests in the city.
As the political winds blow with her I guess. At least it’s a positive change.
Can you imagine sending your eighteen year old son to play football for this guy? Must’ve been quite interesting if your eighteen year old son also happened to have an abundance of melanin.
I’m not entirely sure I said anything about paying for drinks in Vegas. I’ve never paid for a drink in either fine high class establishment I described.
Stromboli at 4 kegs.
Super sketch building and parking lot.
Red vinyl booths and decor not updated since Elvis was a teenager truck driver.
Bartenders who’ve seen the hard times.
Open 24/7
Drinking
Smoking
Gambling
High likelihood of hepatitis A, B, C and as of yet unknown variants
And the best fucking stromboli this side of the Gambino family
Also, your first stop out of the Vegas airport should always be for early morning drinks at the Double Down Saloon. I’ll let you figure out that that gem of a property on your own.
That would be amazing. Thousands upon thousands of frozen little ice pellets in tiny parachutes being dropped over some middle east country in the name of freedom.
I use a little splash of vinegar. Keeps it nice and clean without the whole chlorine gas part.
(I don’t know if bleach produces chlorine gas. Talking out my ass on that part)
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