My mention of the day of the week is partially a reminder to myself because having a Monday holiday can scramble my mental day tracker and warp the time space continuum and shite
Sorry about your chain being yanked, Roamy. What the Hell. All made worse by the state of worry you are in about your Dad. Healthcare workers can start to overlook that they need to have a caring relationship with the patient’s family too.
I’ll be working alone in the shop again today. Scott is doing road work with a helper several days this week.
Yesterday while I was there, my sister started texting me all these pics of treacly scenes she created with AI. She asked me if I was interested in “making art.”
Do people really believe that is art? What talent or creativity goes into prompting a machine? Whatever, sis.
Take her up on it and create artwork based on the friendly suggestions we provide you. In the years to come it will give you something to chuckle nervously about
Dad is blaming his diarrhea and dizziness on my cooking, not the chemo and radiation treatments from yesterday. Hmph. Says it’s too spicy. I have a tenuous hold on my temper at the moment.
Being a caregiver for family members is one of the more difficult thankless jobs one can do, both emotionally and physically. I could never do it over the long haul for my parents. I think I could for my kids, which is kind of an odd thought, but it feels true.
My parents must have understood, having moved relatively far away from their parents early on in their marriage. Both of those generations worked hard to make sure they freed up their children from having to be their caretakers. I’m forever grateful that my mom and dad wanted to keep their independence and had the means to do so.
I doubt I will have the same degrees of freedom and options that my parents did, but I am determined to not become a burden to my children. Hopefully, I can leave them something to give them a boost in their lives, and not waste resources keeping myself puttering along past my time. And do so in a way that doesn’t leave them with a mess to untangle. (Which is not a comment on roamie’s dad’s situation.)
I see Cracker Barrel is going the Bud Light route, trying to appeal to the fringe groups, instead of leaning into what made their company a success. Girl Boss just like Bud Light!
had a hard drive die this weekend. Picking up a new one, installing Windows on it. Anyone know if you need a key to install, since my key is on the dead drive?
I read somewhere (don’t remember where) about using Shift-F10 to install Windows without a Microsoft login. They called it the “oobebypassnro trick”. I don’t know if this applies to your case. I may have seen it on the Daily Tech section over at Ace a while back. I just made a note of it for future reference.
I did a web search on oobe bypassnro trick and got several results. It is primarily to install Windows 10 or 11 without an internet connection. Didn’t mean to lead you down a wrong path if it doesn’t help.
I have an old key, not sure it will work. Picking up a SSD on the way home, got a copy of Windows just so I have it. I also created a USB drive at work, and will try that with my old key, along with the drive being in the computer in case it can read it. I can return it unopened, I suppose.
Thanks for looking! Just been a while, and no more DVD media. Also keys are locked down at work. Last time I got a key for a dev license to get started.
It looks like someone willing to do the work and skilled enough with the equipment can net about $1200-$1500 per work day as a skid-steer owner-operator. Those are 10-11 hour days (with 2-4 hours outside the cab moving it around, driving to/from job site, gassing up, getting dirt, etc) though, and you’re going to struggle to get (or even do) more than 6-8 of those gigs per month. And at least in MI/northern IN you can only really work 9 months of the year unless you want to move snow with it.
Potentially, but some years you’ll be slammed with snow work and some years you’ll starve. You’re also operating a diesel in sub-zero, so there are maintenance concerns and the simple annoyance of it, along with the cabs being essentially open to the cold.
I might be too old for this shit, haven’t decided yet. I want to weigh this pretty carefully before I do anything stupid. Being a weekend mercenary with one to help it pay for itself might be a good start.
well, my brother does it in winter, but primarily with pickups and a blade. he does use his skid steer for bigger places, and those are more locked in year to year.
My wife and I attended a concert in downtown Austin last night. The concert venue is a block from city hall so I always use the parking garage underneath city hall when I attend concerts there. Last night we park 3 levels down and decide to use the elevator instead of a stairway. The elevator opens up at ground level in the middle of the plaza in front of city hall and there was a pro hamas temper tantrum in progress. We had to wade through about 300 goatfuckers and useful idiots to get where we were going. I had very unchristian thoughts about the whole lot. We took the stairs down after the concert in order to avoid any of those shitstains where might still be around.
I have been thinking and want to tell Roamie to keep her chin up. I’m not good at these things so I’ll let it go at that. I have a lot of confidence in Roamie.
My story for today. I have been sorting and washing mason jars for transport to WV via my wife. My thots ran back to where I got the boatload of jars that I have. My dear friend was moving and gave me about 100 various jars, but I have way more than that. Some of the nicer jars ( 1 gallon, 1/2 gallon and blue jars of all sizes) came from an old hillside still I found in Eastern KY. It was about 2 pickup loads worth, easily over 200.
The sad part of the story, there was enough broken glass on the ground to indicate that at least as many as I collected had been broken.
I’ve got a small pile of broken old glass jars out on my fenceline that I keep meaning to clean up between hayings. Has to be right after we mow or I can’t really get out there with a wagon.
When people feel lousy they are cranky and disagreeable. Unfortunately, they vent on the people who are trying to help them. Don’t argue, keep your chin up, offer sympathy and refreshment and comfort them instead. Easier on everybody.
“I can tell you feel terrible. What do you think would help? Something cold to drink? Lie down for a while?” Giving them something to think about helps with discomfort if they’re not too exhausted.
Well Leon, if it’s an old still site, it may qualify for listing with the National Registry of Historic Places. Better be careful cleaning that up. Which brings up another thot.
I have had to hire some professional archaeologists over the years, and they have jargon like every other profession. One term I remember was “kitchen midden”, which was basically the household trash pile for folks out in the country. The archaeologists love them.
It’s random little glass jars, not the sort you’d put ‘shine in. No idea what activity put them out there other than maybe a literal trash pile back before there was curb pickup for garbage. MI never really had a moonshine culture so far as I know, though we did have a lot of wine production and importation that went on straight through Prohibition.
There are pics of modified Model Ts driving across the Detroit River during the winter loaded down with wine and spirits from Canadia.
There is nothing of hysterical significance and I’m not letting anyone on the property to find out different. It’s just a trash pile I gotta clean up so no one cuts a foot.
Damn Leon, I guess I struck a nerve, and don’t let any bastards on your property, they tend to make shit up. BTW, random jars are exactly what the shiners used, anything they could package the stuff in. It could be mayo jars, anything. I should know, I come from a long line of them.
I donated blood today and they usually have free shirts to grab after you donate. I usually grab one if the design is halfway decent and give it to Ben. This time, in an incredible coincidence, the shirt is a Tetris shirt festooned with all the colors of the rainbow … hmm, trying to sneak it past the normies
We’re dealing with major league shedding here. Every few days we can sweep up a whole dog’s worth of fur off the first floor. And by we I mean Paula of course. This is in addition to brushing them outside every few days with the Furminator knock off brush.
I have an easement, Markie. Power company needs to be able to get to a couple of power poles (BEEG ones) in the cleared-for-crops part of the land. 2nd year we were here they informed us that they needed to build a gravel road through the easement for a few months so they could swap the Eiffel Tower-style poles for the slim ones. Just a few months, they said.
Then WuFlu happened and work stopped and my field was a fucking road for almost 2 years. So yeah.
But the jars here are tiny, like baby food and creamed spinach and so forth. Biggest one is maybe a half pint, nothing in the pint to quart range.
Coprolite, I had to look it up. LMAO. My main tip for hiring an archaeologist, If you have ever seen them on TV or online, pass them over, that is their business model.
Easements pretty much allow them to do whatever they want, any time they want, sometimes unfortunately. It’s an encumbrance on the property (there is that jargon again), but they have a legitimate reason for existence.
Even half-pint jars have value if they will accept regular or wide mouth mason jar lids (people use them for jams and jellies). Don’t sweat the jars, I was just messing with you. But don’t let any bastards on your property, if you can help it.
I’m sure all you guys know this, but the plastic parmesan cheese jar lids fit a regular mouth mason jar. I use them a lot for dry storage, think beans, rice, flour, etc. The lids I mean, not the plastic jars.
There’s a major power line going through some property about 10 miles south of me that the power company (Dominion, I’m guessing) actually put in a corduroy road of heavy beams to go across a pasture and reach on of the transmission towers. Probably over 100 yards long. It handles really heavy equipment and trucks. The lumber alone must have cost a fortune, but it’s easily removable after their work is done.
I have no idea how the landowner got them to do that.
Every old farm I ever knew had at least one household trash pile/dump on the property. There was no such thing as garbage or trash service, and if it couldn’t burn, it was tossed. Depending on the age of the farm, there could be interesting stuff in those old spots. But if it was used in the last 75 years, you’ll have to wade through a lot of trash to find the antiques. And the breakage rates make it a frustrating hobby.
There are people who actually collect those old glass bottles, especially if they were handblown glass with glass stoppers and not machine made.
Then, of course, there are the farm equipment graveyards. If they go back as far as the horse-drawn days, they can be real interesting. There was an old horse-drawn hayloader on my farm in Vermont that was shoved into the woods at the edge of one of the fields. It would have been fun to get working again, but dealing in loose hay is too labor intensive.
Nice memories Rural. I could have picked up an old horse drawn hay rake, but it was on government land. Not worth the risk and I had no place to put it at the time.
There’s a sewer line at the edge of my field along the river. You’d have no idea it was there unless you went down the hill and walked the game path that parallels my property and the river. Every so often I see guys walking down to check it out. They wisely wear hard hats and day-glo safety vests.
We’ve got some small tractor attachments from the gladiola days embedded in some of the younger trees. Punctured a lawn tractor tire on one of them once by accident. Can’t really extract it without tearing out the tree, so I pounded it with a sledgehammer until it wasn’t pointy anymore.
There’s also a giant pile of bent cattle panels and chain link fence just inside the wood line. I might try to get a scrap metal guy to haul that out this year.
“It appears to have used its tracking of Moms for Liberty to identify school boards considering enacting conservative-leaning education policy. It then pressured school boards to defer to the DOJ to resolve the differences of opinion between duly-elected conservative officials and leftist activists, instead of enacting platforms they won elections on.”
This unethical government is what we’re up against.
Old nun told us a story of how the DOJ was the reason nuns stopped doing name changes in the 60s. They started insisting on any name change being done via formal legal proceedings. It was stupid and intrusive, but that’s government.
wow! from what I understand duck sauce is apricot jam and pickled japaneese plumbs. Well that was what I ordered but I recieved orange marmelade (one of my favorites) and Japeneese plumbs. Well orange marmelade and pickeled japaneese plumbs with a touch of maple syrup in the imersion blender makes a hell of a duck sauce!
Good morning and happy Wednesday to all of my sausage wrangling friends!
My mention of the day of the week is partially a reminder to myself because having a Monday holiday can scramble my mental day tracker and warp the time space continuum and shite
Good morning! Good hunkday.
Sorry about your chain being yanked, Roamy. What the Hell. All made worse by the state of worry you are in about your Dad. Healthcare workers can start to overlook that they need to have a caring relationship with the patient’s family too.
I’ll be working alone in the shop again today. Scott is doing road work with a helper several days this week.
Yesterday while I was there, my sister started texting me all these pics of treacly scenes she created with AI. She asked me if I was interested in “making art.”
Do people really believe that is art? What talent or creativity goes into prompting a machine? Whatever, sis.
Yesterday’s “90% of men are afraid of women” X-post …
I think she’s mistaking the desire to avoid stepping in shit with fear. But the deliberate tit-jiggling in a tight top was amusingly desperate.
Take her up on it and create artwork based on the friendly suggestions we provide you. In the years to come it will give you something to chuckle nervously about
Lumps, I feel the same way about digital coloring pages. One of my cousins posts hers, and I’m thinking, you clicked on a few spots with your mouse.
Dad is blaming his diarrhea and dizziness on my cooking, not the chemo and radiation treatments from yesterday. Hmph. Says it’s too spicy. I have a tenuous hold on my temper at the moment.
I don’t have an X account, so I couldn’t read the comments, but I don’t need that or sound either. It is captioned.
https://x.com/notmyfault99/status/1795619370548506793
Being a caregiver for family members is one of the more difficult thankless jobs one can do, both emotionally and physically. I could never do it over the long haul for my parents. I think I could for my kids, which is kind of an odd thought, but it feels true.
My parents must have understood, having moved relatively far away from their parents early on in their marriage. Both of those generations worked hard to make sure they freed up their children from having to be their caretakers. I’m forever grateful that my mom and dad wanted to keep their independence and had the means to do so.
I doubt I will have the same degrees of freedom and options that my parents did, but I am determined to not become a burden to my children. Hopefully, I can leave them something to give them a boost in their lives, and not waste resources keeping myself puttering along past my time. And do so in a way that doesn’t leave them with a mess to untangle. (Which is not a comment on roamie’s dad’s situation.)
H2 AI Art Solutions!
They found out the horn blower during the DeNiro chronicles outside the courthouse yesterday.
https://x.com/FFT1776/status/1795765015187759343
Reason 32657 why Brandon will win in November. GOP just doesn’t care. Gonzales is fuxxing terrible
https://x.com/EpochTimes/status/1795799753814602135
I see Cracker Barrel is going the Bud Light route, trying to appeal to the fringe groups, instead of leaning into what made their company a success. Girl Boss just like Bud Light!
https://x.com/SpiritofPines/status/1795487646568919234
Reason 32658 why Brandon will win. Tennis shoes, really?
https://x.com/FFT1776/status/1795782315206959434
Charlemagne the god was on Gutfeld last night, agrees with DeNiro, says Trump posted that he wanted to suspend the Constitution.
https://x.com/BadFoxGraphics/status/1795766712488403106/photo/1
had a hard drive die this weekend. Picking up a new one, installing Windows on it. Anyone know if you need a key to install, since my key is on the dead drive?
Not just sneakers, Never Surrender sneakers in silver or gold.
No shit.
Jay,
I read somewhere (don’t remember where) about using Shift-F10 to install Windows without a Microsoft login. They called it the “oobebypassnro trick”. I don’t know if this applies to your case. I may have seen it on the Daily Tech section over at Ace a while back. I just made a note of it for future reference.
OK Jay,
I did a web search on oobe bypassnro trick and got several results. It is primarily to install Windows 10 or 11 without an internet connection. Didn’t mean to lead you down a wrong path if it doesn’t help.
I have an old key, not sure it will work. Picking up a SSD on the way home, got a copy of Windows just so I have it. I also created a USB drive at work, and will try that with my old key, along with the drive being in the computer in case it can read it. I can return it unopened, I suppose.
Thanks for looking! Just been a while, and no more DVD media. Also keys are locked down at work. Last time I got a key for a dev license to get started.
Sounds like you are way ahead of me on this, so I’ll just let myself out.
From the end of the previous thread, if that fucking annoying racket showed up on my street there would be some serious retalliation.
lights bag of dogshit on fire on Old Man Hotspur’s toilet paper covered house
Some people just should not live in locations where they are within sight or hearing of their neighbors. I’m one of those.
wakey wakey
Judge Merchan instructions for Trump jury:
1. Anyone who votes “guilty” gets a book deal and Taylor Swift tickets
2. Anyone who votes “not guilty” gets a home visit from Hillary Clinton
3. First person to mention “reasonable doubt” loses a finger
4. Orange Man Bad!!!
Car in, how do you feel about Detroit style pizza? I’m gonna try and make some.
It looks like someone willing to do the work and skilled enough with the equipment can net about $1200-$1500 per work day as a skid-steer owner-operator. Those are 10-11 hour days (with 2-4 hours outside the cab moving it around, driving to/from job site, gassing up, getting dirt, etc) though, and you’re going to struggle to get (or even do) more than 6-8 of those gigs per month. And at least in MI/northern IN you can only really work 9 months of the year unless you want to move snow with it.
I love Detroit style. Original Buddy’s location – yum. The newer locations aren’t as great. You need those old pans or something?
I would think snow would be a prime earner in those areas.
I was gonna try with the pans I have, just baking pans that are similar. I have grey, not black, but that will just affect how done it gets.
The cheese looks like the tricky part. Have to find a source for brick cheese, or a good sub. I was starting with mozz that I usually use.
The crust was the first part to nail down.
https://www.seriouseats.com/detroit-style-pizza-recipe
Potentially, but some years you’ll be slammed with snow work and some years you’ll starve. You’re also operating a diesel in sub-zero, so there are maintenance concerns and the simple annoyance of it, along with the cabs being essentially open to the cold.
I might be too old for this shit, haven’t decided yet. I want to weigh this pretty carefully before I do anything stupid. Being a weekend mercenary with one to help it pay for itself might be a good start.
well, my brother does it in winter, but primarily with pickups and a blade. he does use his skid steer for bigger places, and those are more locked in year to year.
He’s in construction/farming.
Has Hotspur asked us again about sail rigging yet?
So Wayne State cancelled in-person learning due to the Fucking Protestors.
what protestors? hamas drones?
Yes.
Well that blows out the “elite colleges” term they keep labeling the protests with.
When do we think the Jury will be back?
Earlier NotGuilty was trending, now Guilty is.
Alito tells Durbin and Whitehouse to f off
https://x.com/greg_price11/status/1795876334985412977
My wife and I attended a concert in downtown Austin last night. The concert venue is a block from city hall so I always use the parking garage underneath city hall when I attend concerts there. Last night we park 3 levels down and decide to use the elevator instead of a stairway. The elevator opens up at ground level in the middle of the plaza in front of city hall and there was a pro hamas temper tantrum in progress. We had to wade through about 300 goatfuckers and useful idiots to get where we were going. I had very unchristian thoughts about the whole lot. We took the stairs down after the concert in order to avoid any of those shitstains where might still be around.
a man with a suspended driver’s license joined a court Zoom call while driving a car, Three Year Letterman is impressed.
https://x.com/3YearLetterman/status/1795880986024059176
You know where the flag that Alito is under attack for also flew until last saturday? SF City Hall
https://x.com/demianbulwa/status/1795869402631745557
I get amused at how many folks can’t figure out that 3YL is trolling.
Man, that video made me cringe. What a blithe dumbass.
I have been thinking and want to tell Roamie to keep her chin up. I’m not good at these things so I’ll let it go at that. I have a lot of confidence in Roamie.
My story for today. I have been sorting and washing mason jars for transport to WV via my wife. My thots ran back to where I got the boatload of jars that I have. My dear friend was moving and gave me about 100 various jars, but I have way more than that. Some of the nicer jars ( 1 gallon, 1/2 gallon and blue jars of all sizes) came from an old hillside still I found in Eastern KY. It was about 2 pickup loads worth, easily over 200.
The sad part of the story, there was enough broken glass on the ground to indicate that at least as many as I collected had been broken.
I’ve got a small pile of broken old glass jars out on my fenceline that I keep meaning to clean up between hayings. Has to be right after we mow or I can’t really get out there with a wagon.
When people feel lousy they are cranky and disagreeable. Unfortunately, they vent on the people who are trying to help them. Don’t argue, keep your chin up, offer sympathy and refreshment and comfort them instead. Easier on everybody.
“I can tell you feel terrible. What do you think would help? Something cold to drink? Lie down for a while?” Giving them something to think about helps with discomfort if they’re not too exhausted.
Well Leon, if it’s an old still site, it may qualify for listing with the National Registry of Historic Places. Better be careful cleaning that up. Which brings up another thot.
I have had to hire some professional archaeologists over the years, and they have jargon like every other profession. One term I remember was “kitchen midden”, which was basically the household trash pile for folks out in the country. The archaeologists love them.
Good advice Lumps.
It’s random little glass jars, not the sort you’d put ‘shine in. No idea what activity put them out there other than maybe a literal trash pile back before there was curb pickup for garbage. MI never really had a moonshine culture so far as I know, though we did have a lot of wine production and importation that went on straight through Prohibition.
There are pics of modified Model Ts driving across the Detroit River during the winter loaded down with wine and spirits from Canadia.
There is nothing of hysterical significance and I’m not letting anyone on the property to find out different. It’s just a trash pile I gotta clean up so no one cuts a foot.
Cripes, what camera did you use for that? I can see his thoughts.
Damn Leon, I guess I struck a nerve, and don’t let any bastards on your property, they tend to make shit up. BTW, random jars are exactly what the shiners used, anything they could package the stuff in. It could be mayo jars, anything. I should know, I come from a long line of them.
“At the end of the day, this is about land use,” yes, because Canada is so densely populated, right? FFS, what utter nonsense.
https://x.com/ezralevant/status/1795783264235344004
they have jargon like every other profession
Watch their glee when they stumble across a coprolite
mrs jay just picked him up from his spa day
I donated blood today and they usually have free shirts to grab after you donate. I usually grab one if the design is halfway decent and give it to Ben. This time, in an incredible coincidence, the shirt is a Tetris shirt festooned with all the colors of the rainbow … hmm, trying to sneak it past the normies
https://www.redcrossblood.org/local-homepage/events/tetris.html
We’re dealing with major league shedding here. Every few days we can sweep up a whole dog’s worth of fur off the first floor. And by we I mean Paula of course. This is in addition to brushing them outside every few days with the Furminator knock off brush.
I have an easement, Markie. Power company needs to be able to get to a couple of power poles (BEEG ones) in the cleared-for-crops part of the land. 2nd year we were here they informed us that they needed to build a gravel road through the easement for a few months so they could swap the Eiffel Tower-style poles for the slim ones. Just a few months, they said.
Then WuFlu happened and work stopped and my field was a fucking road for almost 2 years. So yeah.
But the jars here are tiny, like baby food and creamed spinach and so forth. Biggest one is maybe a half pint, nothing in the pint to quart range.
Coprolite, I had to look it up. LMAO. My main tip for hiring an archaeologist, If you have ever seen them on TV or online, pass them over, that is their business model.
Leon,
Easements pretty much allow them to do whatever they want, any time they want, sometimes unfortunately. It’s an encumbrance on the property (there is that jargon again), but they have a legitimate reason for existence.
Even half-pint jars have value if they will accept regular or wide mouth mason jar lids (people use them for jams and jellies). Don’t sweat the jars, I was just messing with you. But don’t let any bastards on your property, if you can help it.
I’m sure all you guys know this, but the plastic parmesan cheese jar lids fit a regular mouth mason jar. I use them a lot for dry storage, think beans, rice, flour, etc. The lids I mean, not the plastic jars.
There’s a major power line going through some property about 10 miles south of me that the power company (Dominion, I’m guessing) actually put in a corduroy road of heavy beams to go across a pasture and reach on of the transmission towers. Probably over 100 yards long. It handles really heavy equipment and trucks. The lumber alone must have cost a fortune, but it’s easily removable after their work is done.
I have no idea how the landowner got them to do that.
They very kindly offered to let me keep the road when they were finished.
They took almost all of the rocks out and graded it. I got comped for the hay I couldn’t plant/grow/sell, but the soil took a lot of work to rebuild.
Logging in the pine swamps is a big thing here and they use a lot of portable mats. They always pick them up after they get done for re-use.
Speaking of jargon, don’t get me started on lawyers. A lot of what they say is literally Latin to me. Rural knows.
what a handsome pup 🐻❤️🐾
Every old farm I ever knew had at least one household trash pile/dump on the property. There was no such thing as garbage or trash service, and if it couldn’t burn, it was tossed. Depending on the age of the farm, there could be interesting stuff in those old spots. But if it was used in the last 75 years, you’ll have to wade through a lot of trash to find the antiques. And the breakage rates make it a frustrating hobby.
There are people who actually collect those old glass bottles, especially if they were handblown glass with glass stoppers and not machine made.
Then, of course, there are the farm equipment graveyards. If they go back as far as the horse-drawn days, they can be real interesting. There was an old horse-drawn hayloader on my farm in Vermont that was shoved into the woods at the edge of one of the fields. It would have been fun to get working again, but dealing in loose hay is too labor intensive.
Nice memories Rural. I could have picked up an old horse drawn hay rake, but it was on government land. Not worth the risk and I had no place to put it at the time.
There’s a sewer line at the edge of my field along the river. You’d have no idea it was there unless you went down the hill and walked the game path that parallels my property and the river. Every so often I see guys walking down to check it out. They wisely wear hard hats and day-glo safety vests.
We’ve got some small tractor attachments from the gladiola days embedded in some of the younger trees. Punctured a lawn tractor tire on one of them once by accident. Can’t really extract it without tearing out the tree, so I pounded it with a sledgehammer until it wasn’t pointy anymore.
There’s also a giant pile of bent cattle panels and chain link fence just inside the wood line. I might try to get a scrap metal guy to haul that out this year.
The DOJ hasn’t changed since the 1960’s when it tracked harmless Vietnam Peace protesters like Nuns and Quakers.
https://redstate.com/brandon_morse/2024/05/29/doj-tracked-moms-for-liberty-as-a-hate-group-according-to-uncovered-emails-n2174812
“It appears to have used its tracking of Moms for Liberty to identify school boards considering enacting conservative-leaning education policy. It then pressured school boards to defer to the DOJ to resolve the differences of opinion between duly-elected conservative officials and leftist activists, instead of enacting platforms they won elections on.”
This unethical government is what we’re up against.
ok y’all. Beach Boys on Disney +
Old nun told us a story of how the DOJ was the reason nuns stopped doing name changes in the 60s. They started insisting on any name change being done via formal legal proceedings. It was stupid and intrusive, but that’s government.
Bibi must be so tired. Nothing has improved.
https://x.com/mihaschw/status/1795382128261087580
When scientific facts cut against the doom narrative, the response is silence.
https://dailysceptic.org/2024/05/28/denial-mainstream-media-ignores-higher-chinese-food-yields-and-grazing-cows-reducing-methane-emissions/
wow! from what I understand duck sauce is apricot jam and pickled japaneese plumbs. Well that was what I ordered but I recieved orange marmelade (one of my favorites) and Japeneese plumbs. Well orange marmelade and pickeled japaneese plumbs with a touch of maple syrup in the imersion blender makes a hell of a duck sauce!
Just saying. Have an egg roll!
Deafening explosions rattled Penelope.