haha this reminds me of a pair of flip-flops my wife had. They were left in the car, and one of them somehow ended up in the back window where it got super-heated by the sun. It was curled up and half the size of its mate when I found it. Couldn’t tell you what they were made of…
Correct me if I’m wrong, but I seem to remember hearing that they got the intelligence through a channel they were already monitoring, and Obama decided to sit on it specifically to avoid the appearance of exactly this.
I literally just learned this in a Ted talk that youtube fed me yesterday or the day before. Here’s a fantastic example of that smirk.
I should really learn how to be a day trader so I can get rich off of all this stock market manipulation…
gotta fit all these big fat people…
You don’t, but you’re getting it anyway. I reckon some of y’all deserve it and some of y’all don’t. Such is life. I live in Florida and can’t wait to see how this years hurricane season pans out…
I used to run an auto service center with a Coke machine in the waiting room. Once a month I would get a commission check in the mail from Coca-Cola for usually about $50 or $60. We averaged about 40 cars a day through that place so the machine got a lot of business…
I had an earth science teacher that would let us bring in one 3X5 card of notes for our tests, and I would spend an hour or so transcribing all my notes into small print front and back, then go in and ace the test without ever needing them. Just recopying it all was enough.
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CT scans every 4 months… probably gonna get another nodule in my left lung nuked at some point. Hoping maybe the distended aorta that showed in my last scan takes me out quick so I can bypass all the misery of my advancing emphysema or the lung cancer possibly spreading. Aside from that, I’m just going to enjoy my family. Got three grandkids that are a real hoot right now. Counting my blessings is pretty much the priority…
Several years ago, before we got the transmitter-type meters, they would sometimes estimate our usage. We didn’t know that until after several months of estimates they came out and actually read it. Apparently, their previous estimates were all low, and suddenly we were hit with a $900+ bill to catch us back up. That sucked. I also remember meeting one of the readers who was going house to house. Our next-door-neighbor’s house is completely fenced in, so the reader would come down our driveway and read our meter, then use a pair of binoculars to read the neighbors meter from our yard.
haha yeah I’ve been a pothead for 40-several years and I got my Florida MMU card last year. It took me a while to get past my “kid in a candy store” phase. Geez I wasn’t used to having ANY choice, let alone that many choices 😆
but back then it was “fine” because it never made the news…
haha my dad was a tech nerd and when he bought his first programmable VCR back in the '80s he was on top of the world. He was recording everything…
heh… yeah I remember the boy’s bathrooms in my HS back in the late 70’s early 80’s. No doors on the stalls, and the toilet paper rolls were threaded onto chains that looped through holes in the walls that divided the stalls, with the ends locked with a padlock. There were no dividers between the urinals, and in one of the older buildings on campus, the urinals were big long communal troughs…
fall out of the sky you say…?
I long for the good old days when I could lasso that wormy little rat-fucker and drag him off into the desert behind my horse…
haha… yeah. We have a tankless gas water heater that requires an electrical connection. We live in hurricane country so going without power for days/weeks at a time is something we’ve lived through on several occasions. Having a hot shower during those times is the one thing my wife really appreciates. Fortunately, it’s just a 110 connection and we can plug it into a generator or battery back up…
I once met a 32 year old lady holding her 1 year old grandson. She told me she had her daughter at 16 and her daughter had to out-do her and have her baby at 15. At the time, I was her age with my own small children…
On another note. I was close friends with a fellow who was the youngest of 10 kids from the same mother and 2 different fathers. Her first 8 kids were fathered by a man who died in the 1940’s. She ended up with another man and had 2 more sons, one born in 1958 and then my friend in 1962. She was in her 50’s when she had him! Unsurprisingly, my friend was orphaned by the age of 12 and ended up being raised by his older siblings along side nieces and nephews who were often times older than he was.