“Only limited by the speed of light…”
“Only limited by the speed of light…”
“…Some producers are breeding out the taint…”
That’s called a cloaca.
I’m still furious they removed the option to always show the complete menu.
Where there any teens on Twitter? Last I was there it was full of angry middle-age men.
Undergarments and deli sites go together
Now I’m not allowed back in Subway.
Spray Adhesive
I’m deep in Trump country. I wouldn’t even feel safe putting a Republicans Against Trump sign outside my house.
Not specifically for heat, but seasonal depression lamps exist.
In the trash? Just get a dog, and put the dishes back in the cupboard.
The problem here is “abortion” gets conflated with “reproductive health care”. There are all sorts of reasons a woman might require aborting a pregnancy that have nothing to do with birth control.
My daughter had an ectopic pregnancy about 10 years ago. The procedure she underwent would be considered an abortion, even though there was no chance of survival. She was concerned the procedure would affect her ability to become pregnant later. But now I have 2 year old granddaughter that loves popcorn and 3d printed flexi animals and getting bopped in the head with marshmallow toys.
My cousin committed suicide in 2018. A few months later, I had an extremely vivid dream that I found him working in a non-descript factory that didn’t make anything I recognized. We were in the cafeteria, and I couldn’t get him to respond to me. I knew I had to get him out somehow, without alerting the managers. All the doors were locked, big double-wide things with push-bars like you see in schools.
Somehow, I found my way to a maintenance closet up high on a wall. I found out there that management was looking for me, but didn’t know where I was (I had to fly to get to the closet, yes, if I’m aware I can fly in my dreams). In the closet I found a little bit of thermite, in a blister package like you would find in the checkout aisle at a supermarket.
By this time, my cousin was back at his station, doing non-descript factory work, and still not responsive. I grabbed the thermite, found him, and led him to the doors. I poured the thermite into the lock, and tried finding something to ignite it. By this time management knew where I was, and they were coming toward us. I still hadn’t lit the thermite.
And I woke up.
Does he have a Patreon?
https://www.cnn.com/2024/12/04/us/brian-thompson-united-healthcare-death/index.html
I’ve been meaning to get a bidet, but I need to install a new electrical outlet first.
Bounties.
I might sympathize with them more if they didn’t work just as hard protecting Republican sex-offenders.
Is immolation illegal?
I had this idea a few months ago, and found a thread discussing the same thing from several years ago. Seems like nothing came of it.
I currently use Syncthing to keep a lot of items synced across a few of my devices. It’s completely decentralized and fully encrypted. Instead of synching files, what if it could be used as an instant messenger? No central server to interrupt service. No single point of attack. No more requiring a name or phone number, just exchange a QR code to begin communicating.
I think this would excel at group messaging, especially if some members are out of service occasionally. Reconnect, and all messages get distributed.
There must be something out there that already works like this, but I don’t know of a serverless system.
I think it’s technically written as 10 years. If a vice president replaced the president, he could serve 2 more terms as long as he only replaced the president for 2 years. If he served out more than 2 years, he could only be president for 1 additional term.
Imaginary is an incorrect term. There’s nothing imaginary about i, it’s a logical mathematical construct. I hate that imaginary is used in this context.