Years ago, as a teenager, me and three friends were all leaving our busboy jobs at the same time, late at night. Me and one other guy worked this out in advance - we took the two outside lanes and let friend 3 have the middle lane. At a stoplight, we looked at each other and rolled quickly backwards in reverse. Friend 3 about had a heart attack, thinking he was heading into the intersection. To quote the A-Team, I love it when a plan comes together!
People who creep when stopped at a traffic light. It's as if they're afraid they'll die if they cease movement.
And if they're next to you, in your peripheral vision you start to think you're rolling backwards.
Years ago, as a teenager, me and three friends were all leaving our busboy jobs at the same time, late at night. Me and one other guy worked this out in advance - we took the two outside lanes and let friend 3 have the middle lane. At a stoplight, we looked at each other and rolled quickly backwards in reverse. Friend 3 about had a heart attack, thinking he was heading into the intersection. To quote the A-Team, I love it when a plan comes together!
Hate modern day packaging, you know the sort I mean, that really stiff thermo moulded blister stuff. The kind that you have not a chance in hell off getting into it with bare hands or even with your teeth. The sort that you have to attack with seriously sharp implements which always somehow seem to work best when you are about to loose a whole limb if you slip. The sort you have to completely trace cut out every last bit of the items shape to release it from the pack.
Recently was listening to an an old timer who bought a pair of gardening shears. After much effort at opening it he gave up and returned to the big box store with said item to be told "ah ha, here you go you need to buy a box cutter knife for that sir" you can guess his reaction to seeing the box cutter all sealed up in it's packet.
At least. I know several people who've had cars totaled by people with no insurance, no driver's license, nothing. Injuries too. And the police can do virtually nothing about it. But, you ask, why didn't they at least have a driver's license? Because of their immigration status. We could make the roads safer by issuing driver's licenses independently from immigration. c.
P's last car - a SCREAMING lime green Mazda 2 was hit FIVE times in FOUR years. Only ONE of the fuckers was insured.
I was in the passenger seat of an old VW Beetle when my roommate was pointing out something over my shoulder. The cars in the next lane started rolling forward and Kenny's brain thought the light had changed so he started letting out the clutch as he turned to face forward but no one else was moving... he drove his dad's old bug right into one of those nasty trailer hitches on the pickup in front of us. And young men wonder why insurance rates are so high until you reach 25...
Here they're high because 25% of the cars on the road are uninsured.
At least. I know several people who've had cars totaled by people with no insurance, no driver's license, nothing. Injuries too. And the police can do virtually nothing about it. But, you ask, why didn't they at least have a driver's license? Because of their immigration status. We could make the roads safer by issuing driver's licenses independently from immigration. c.
I was in the passenger seat of an old VW Beetle when my roommate was pointing out something over my shoulder. The cars in the next lane started rolling forward and Kenny's brain thought the light had changed so he started letting out the clutch as he turned to face forward but no one else was moving... he drove his dad's old bug right into one of those nasty trailer hitches on the pickup in front of us. And young men wonder why insurance rates are so high until you reach 25...
Here they're high because 25% of the cars on the road are uninsured.
People who creep when stopped at a traffic light. It's as if they're afraid they'll die if they cease movement.
And if they're next to you, in your peripheral vision you start to think you're rolling backwards.
I had a car that had what I would later learn was a malfunctioning/defective vacuum hose and it would sometimes stall out at red lights. Generally I would just restart the car but sometimes I'd slow down more than ordinary to approach red lights (especially if it was one I knew was relatively short), hoping to get there just as it turned green. But the creeping up past the "stop line" on red lights always annoyed me - and it often makes me think I'm rolling backwards too. This morning I was one car behind a pick-up truck and we were all stopped at a light. The truck crept up to the left, about three feet into the oncoming (opposite direction) lane and eventually shot out making a left-on-red. I could see the silhouette of the driver in front of me scratching his head and throwing his hands up.
I was in the passenger seat of an old VW Beetle when my roommate was pointing out something over my shoulder. The cars in the next lane started rolling forward and Kenny's brain thought the light had changed so he started letting out the clutch as he turned to face forward but no one else was moving... he drove his dad's old bug right into one of those nasty trailer hitches on the pickup in front of us. And young men wonder why insurance rates are so high until you reach 25...
People who creep when stopped at a traffic light. It's as if they're afraid they'll die if they cease movement.
And if they're next to you, in your peripheral vision you start to think you're rolling backwards.
I had a car that had what I would later learn was a malfunctioning/defective vacuum hose and it would sometimes stall out at red lights. Generally I would just restart the car but sometimes I'd slow down more than ordinary to approach red lights (especially if it was one I knew was relatively short), hoping to get there just as it turned green. But the creeping up past the "stop line" on red lights always annoyed me - and it often makes me think I'm rolling backwards too. This morning I was one car behind a pick-up truck and we were all stopped at a light. The truck crept up to the left, about three feet into the oncoming (opposite direction) lane and eventually shot out making a left-on-red. I could see the silhouette of the driver in front of me scratching his head and throwing his hands up.
I mean, my mom's side of the family was Texas oil patch from way back, and certainly looked the part. But nope.
Many of hobbitt's ancestors have birth certificates which read "Indian Territory" for the locale. Maybe the start of his own family's Blackfoot lore (no real evidence). Along with his father's name being Billy Joseph. Kinda suspicious....but not.
Found out today from my cousin who's working on the family tree that I'm likely not the 1/16 Cherokee that my mom always told us kids we were. A little Montauk indian way back but not in a straight line. He's getting close to 40 generations mostly on my dad's side. Lots of Bavarian. Can't wait to see his final product.
The show "finding your roots" says the family belief that they're at least part Native American is the most common error Americans have about their background. I am also not Pocohontas.
I thought that during the seventies, when suddenly it was cool to wear turquoise, fringe leather and claim native blood. Like an urban legend.
I mean, my mom's side of the family was Texas oil patch from way back, and certainly looked the part. But nope.
Found out today from my cousin who's working on the family tree that I'm likely not the 1/16 Cherokee that my mom always told us kids we were. A little Montauk indian way back but not in a straight line. He's getting close to 40 generations mostly on my dad's side. Lots of Bavarian. Can't wait to see his final product.
The show "finding your roots" says the family belief that they're at least part Native American is the most common error Americans have about their background. I am also not Pocohontas.
I thought that during the seventies, when suddenly it was cool to wear turquoise, fringe leather and claim native blood. Like an urban legend.
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Nov 24, 2019 - 7:59am
ScottFromWyoming wrote:
Manbird wrote:
Found out today from my cousin who's working on the family tree that I'm likely not the 1/16 Cherokee that my mom always told us kids we were. A little Montauk indian way back but not in a straight line. He's getting close to 40 generations mostly on my dad's side. Lots of Bavarian. Can't wait to see his final product.
The show "finding your roots" says the family belief that they're at least part Native American is the most common error Americans have about their background. I am also not Pocohontas.
Found out today from my cousin who's working on the family tree that I'm likely not the 1/16 Cherokee that my mom always told us kids we were. A little Montauk indian way back but not in a straight line. He's getting close to 40 generations mostly on my dad's side. Lots of Bavarian. Can't wait to see his final product.
The show "finding your roots" says the family belief that they're at least part Native American is the most common error Americans have about their background. I am also not Pocohontas.
Found out today from my cousin who's working on the family tree that I'm likely not the 1/16 Cherokee that my mom always told us kids we were. A little Montauk indian way back but not in a straight line. He's getting close to 40 generations mostly on my dad's side. Lots of Bavarian. Can't wait to see his final product.
Visiting a different country for a month and can't tell: do I want a Verizon $10/d pay if you use it international plan, or a $70/month plan for 100 texts/100 minutes of phone, or a Vodaphone sim with 10G on it so I have a new local phone number, or a Slack sim so I can use their copious WiFi outposts, or just fug it all and only use the little spots that provide WiFi for free and wing it in between those places.
Imagine if I weren't tech savvy. How does the average person make a rational choice between their options?
When I visit the US, I usually get a US Sim, but people I know in the US just used their Sprint plan in Thailand because it was as cheap as anything and they had plenty of data
Visiting a different country for a month and can't tell: do I want a Verizon $10/d pay if you use it international plan, or a $70/month plan for 100 texts/100 minutes of phone, or a Vodaphone sim with 10G on it so I have a new local phone number, or a Slack sim so I can use their copious WiFi outposts, or just fug it all and only use the little spots that provide WiFi for free and wing it in between those places.
Imagine if I weren't tech savvy. How does the average person make a rational choice between their options?
