They need a bigger plane that can just drop a net on the other plane and tow it in to Japan and give the pilot a stern talking to, and then they take the plane apart and send it back in a box. Dismantling the pilot optional.
They need a bigger plane that can just drop a net on the other plane and tow it in to Japan and give the pilot a stern talking to, and then they take the plane apart and send it back in a box. Dismantling the pilot optional.
Glad to hear t-pose is the way to go. I’m beginning to think it’s the solution to the world’s problems.
For me, it was AIM chatrooms and ebaums forums, maybe the super early days of Skype (before being sold to Microsoft obviously). Shit did feel more real, and while content maybe didn’t come out at the same frequency, and there sure was shit, you just knew you were talking about it with other people. Made some good friends back then, would’ve been cool to stay in touch, but 20+ years is a long time.
Wait, you can secure SSDs and not just kinda push em in there?!
What is it? I guess the distinction is between regrowth and regeneration. I’ll admit regrowth sounded great, because my four front teeth have been shaved down to posts for veneers because of an unfortunate incident with a hockey puck. Sounds like this isn’t for me.
Yeah, I remember when they started rolling out data plans and they were hefty and the Internet on phones was useless. Then GPS on your phone was an add-on, also hefty. So it’s definitely improved.
This was certainly in the US at one point. I remember having 500 per month, which was an absolute joke for 16 year old me with a girlfriend the next town over, and paying 25 send and 5 receive afterwards. Old cell plans were absolute trash.
I tell people I will work til I die, partly as a tongue in cheek jab at how bleak the future looks, but also because I find my job to be a good way to occupy my time.
Oh yeah I don’t sit on them. Had an S4 at one point and broke the digitizer sitting on the phone, so now it’s very habitual, remove phone and wallet, place phone on table, place wallet on phone. Obviously it’s situationally dependent. If I ride a rollercoaster they go in front pockets.
I’m 36, so thanks for calling me a young adult. Wallet left, phone right. Keys front right cash front left.
Be more proactive: light yourself on fire in a Walmart.
I think the point is you can’t put a search term into a search engine and get results from some random Discord. No body is going to go trawling through Discords to then use the search function to potentially find information from it. Now, if chats were somehow archived and could then be searchable, different story, but I don’t think that’s what people using Discord want from Discord.
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What happens when a hyphen is used in a movie title? I think that’s frequent enough, versus an underscore or a period.
Gotta hit shift though. Period, ezpz.
Eh, there are Christian denominations in my area flying pride flags and BLM flags. Granted, I live in a liberal area. But they’re not all bad. And I say this being very turned off by the idea of religion in general.
You got 100W bulbs and not 100W equivalent? That makes zero sense. I didn’t even know you could find 100W residential LEDs.
Grab some 7W, 2700k dimmable LEDs and call it a day.
Brussels sprouts I can never quite roast or saute like you’ll get at a restaurant, but broccoli is my jam. Best way to eat it is roasted, maintains most of the nutrients. Wegmans sells (as I’m sure do others) a garlic and herb infused olive oil. That, broccoli, salt, in a bowl. Shake the bitch a bunch to really get everything lathered up. Bake at 425 for like 8-10m. Comes out crispy. My kids eat it. Everyone enjoys. And it’s healthy. Sure, it’s got oil and salt, but it’s broccoli, it’s ushering it through.
I couldn’t read the article because it wanted me to disable my ad blocker, which generally just isn’t something I’m interested in doing. So I came to the comments to see if there are any other details, and if you’re to be believed the headline is incredibly misleading. News Trek, great source.
I terrify my wife. When she comes home I hide next to the fridge and I say “BOO!” and I get her just about every time. Then I hug my kids and finish making dinner.
Your pity party here is a self-fulfilling prophecy and screams white knight and all that. You can do better, get out of your head.