Look at this guy, knowing a week before he needs a hole.
Look at this guy, knowing a week before he needs a hole.
That ground looks so satisfying to dig in. Like it would actually yield to a shovel. I’ve spent my entire life in Southern California and our ground is hard, dry, and filled with rocks.
I had the same reaction and had to dig deeper.
Turns out this is a rodeo event called Swine/Hog/Pig “Showmanship.” The competitors are making eye contact with a judge, waiting for signals and to know when they’re paying attention to their animal so they’re can rotate them. They’re tapping the pigs both to steer them (always keeping the pigs between themselves and the judge), and to keep the pigs head pointed upwards. They’re trying to show their control over the animal as well as give the judge views of all sides of them, so different aspects can be assessed.
Seems like it’s almost time for Arab Spring 2.0: Global Spring.
The audiobook is also quite good. It’s fully cast, so each section is voiced by a new actor who writes the letters in the collection.
Why does this graph not show total registrations? Fuck the Democratic Party. They’ve dropped the ball consistently for too long. I only hope that enough leftists continue to vote in any races that survive this administration.
A student spiked a teacher’s drink with acid. The morning of that day, the kid that got arrested told me he wanted to fight me after school for talking to a girl he liked.
https://www.latimes.com/archives/la-xpm-1997-04-11-mn-47764-story.html
It’s crazy how predictive this 1990 B-Movie was about our graduating class: https://youtu.be/3w-ph46XYWQ
I grew up in the 80s in a Southern California suburb. All the neighborhood kids used the transformer box as a meeting place. My first kiss was absolutely at one that looked really similar to this. I haven’t thought about Becky C. in decades.
Another transformer box story:
Before helicopter parenting was standard, folks used to let their kids wander around the neighborhood pretty much as soon as they could talk. All the kids watched each other. 12 year olds hanging out with 4 year olds. When I was part of the older kids group, we had convinced the younger kids (the ones that couldn’t yet read) that the transformer box was actually a trap that housed an electrical monster, thanks to this Mr. Ouch sticker:
I’m pretty sure the recent release of Ghostbusters had influenced this story and the acceptance of it.
The German words on the sign in the background support your observation
I’m definitely gonna need a translation of this into something comprehensible to those of us that only understand classical computing. I get the evolution of binary and logic gates from mechanical computing, to vacuum tubes, to semiconductors, to nanometer miniaturized transistors. I understand (but could not possibly write) how machine language has increasing layers of complexity and eventually becomes human interpretable instructions. I understand shared cache and multiple cores and how that formed a generational leap over clock speed.
I have no idea what the fuck this article is talking about. At all.
This Reddit post from 2018 appears to be the same sign from a different angle
I was 17 in 1998 when they started this promo. We had hockey practice the same day as the hamburger deal. My friend/teammate would borrow his mom’s minivan and we’d pile 6 of us and all our gear into a Ford Windstar. After practice it stunk so bad, we’d roll down every window we could, which wasn’t any behind the front row. We would hit up the McDonald’s drive-thru on the way home and buy as many burgers as they would sell us. The maximum was 20, which always seemed crazy when we initially hefted the heavy bag into the van and started passing it to the back row. Turns out 6 teenage boys have no problem putting down 3-4 of those dinky burgers and we rarely had leftovers, just piles of wrappers that never all made it back into the bag. The nostalgia of digging through piles of paper, trying to find the last burger at the bottom of the bag is something I haven’t thought about in years. Thanks for reminding me!
The one in my yard was inside a green plastic dome with a lock connecting the dome to a collar around the base… only the entire thing was connected to the ground with a thin wooden stake. We just lifted the entire covering out of the ground, still locked. Unscrew the filter, free HBO!
They didn’t make “back” money, they’re just making money. His friends are the ones telling him to say insane shit that drives the market (or specific targeted stocks like Apple) down, then they buy while it’s low. After a few days/weeks, he changes his mind/can’t enforce his nonsense and the stock goes back up, his friends sell and have nothing but profit. The majority of the shit he does is market manipulation to benefit himself and anyone riding his coattails.
Saying it, or howling it?
If you see two Batmen kissing, I’ve got good news for you.
Btw, these were both originally by the same artist, Olly Moss.
https://ollymoss.com/optical-illusion-1/ https://ollymoss.com/optical-illusion-2/
Pretty sure racist police have been around as long as police, which predates 1992 by a few centuries.