
I wasted many hours on my PS2. So much ratchet and clank.

I wasted many hours on my PS2. So much ratchet and clank.

My car has this ancient technology called a “fan” to move air over the radiator when its running but not moving.
Long, long ago (2019) I could run to mickey d’s and grab two mcchickens and a large drink for $3 US. I think those same terrible choices cost $8 now.
Fast food got stupid expensive in 2020 and never went back, and its made my wife and I healthier because we stopped buying fast food.

Ive had TWO vehicles that were manufactured in Canada. They were both fine. What weirdos are saying canada cant build cars?

I have a modern-ish F150 with a single cab and 8ft bed. I feel like I have the only one that isnt a company truck.

Those are numbers similar to a small truck in the 1980’s. Im sure its fine unless youre one of these guys who NEEDS to haul four tons of cow shit to texas twice a week or whatever excuse is always given against a small electric vehicle.

I sure hope so. Maybe he can do a collab with Technology Connections about it?

⚠️ WARNING: P.U.I ⚠️
Letterboxes are seen in cities sometimes, but in the middle of nowhere, everyone has a mailbox by the road. Sometimes they are clustered together, a bunch of boxes in the same place so the mail carrier doesn’t have to drive a mile down some unpaved dead end road.

They aren’t shooting at them. It used to be a popular thing for teenagers to whack mailboxes from moving cars using baseball bats or similar implements. It was a bigger problem ~20 years ago.
Of course now you’re likely to break your hand/arm/bat if you try it. I’ve seen several methods used to prevent damage to mailboxes, including cages made from rebar, stacks of mobile home rims with a mailbox in the center, mailboxes made from drill pipe, the mailbox at my house is made from 1/4" thick steel plate and the post it is mounted to is a piece of I-beam. It’s bonkers. I think you could hit it with a semi truck and the truck would lose. I didn’t build it, it was there when I bought the house.

The only explanation that makes sense to me is that he is being paid to destroy the US.

Dude still messages me out of the blue every few months
Dude is just stacking weights on that sword of Damocles

I was married for about… two months to someone. I didnt fall down to my knees in the blinding light of Jesus fast enough (or at all) so naturally it was the worst of all possible marriages (she proposed to me) and a mistake from day 1.
Later on we are sitting in divorce court, and I have a visible bite mark/hickey on my neck. She gets annoyed at me, and I just shrug. She wanted a divorce. We are sitting here getting a quickie divorce. She moved out a month or so before. I’m personable, I’m cute, I’m employed, Im clean, sober, and without child. Of course I’m hanging out with other women.
She went on to get married a month after that, to a much less nice and much less attractive guy, who would tell her what she wanted to hear as far as religion went. They were married for six months and she was blowing up my phone in an attempt find her way back into my good graces. (and pants)
I’m now happily married to someone who is better at making up her mind.

The “Nothing else around” is the hard part of that.

Burned into my mind is the reaction to my rural town’s mayor when Flock was brought up:
“Have you seen the stop signs around here? Do you think those cameras will last any longer?”
Many of the local stop signs have at least one bullet hole in them. Armored mailboxes are commonplace. They want to put up something in the sticks that it isn’t morally ambiguous to destroy?

Benn Jordan is like an anarchist Mr. Rogers.
Samurai’s are bananas. I have a modest lift and 30" tires, and it will go anywhere. Its so goofy looking next to a 4x4 truck, its like 1/3 the size of an F150.

Well la-de-dah someone got to live in a city with a hill. 😛
I remember looking at a house in Bristow, OK, and learning about the chicken ordinance which was much like the OP.
We heard at least two different roosters while we were looking at the house.