Old, large, cranky. Gotta go to the bathroom.
Also, that picture isn’t me.
www.itsdougholland.com
I love this! It’s from 1869…
A few free ways around paywalls, region-blocking, and adblock-blocking:
• Internet Archive (Wayback Machine)
If there are other workarounds, please let me know.
A day later, and it’s still too swamped to let me in… I’ll keep trying, though.
Bingo. :)
Schultz was almost at the Fred Rogers level — a guy who never seems to have stopped being decent.
The ordinary rules don’t apply to corporations, and we’re suckers if we play by ordinary rules.
That’s why ‘shoplifting’ from Kroger, ‘robbing’ a Bank of America branch, ‘stealing’ cable TV from Xfinity, or ‘pirating’ movies or music from Columbia or Universal is not morally wrong. Quite the opposite, it’s the right thing to do.
Man, that is one trippy historical turn of events.
Cracked me up. Memed and posted. :)
C’mon, it’s in the Bible.
Interesting, thanks. The book was also turned into a movie… https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M4HRihcVYLo
Firefox, or Mozilla, continues to be the only browser (at least among the biggies) that’s for the users, not the trackers and marketers.
Hadn’t thought of that, and it makes sense. Thanks.
When it works?
I’m still unable to upload images, and images uploaded before the issue yield only error messages.
Might be more cost-effective than sending the yellow buses, but it’s seriously not delightful when twenty high school kids get onto a city bus.
Eeek. Hadn’t noticed the toxicity, but with 6,000 readers I suppose some have to be idiots. Have another :).
More than everything else, peace of mind. No worries about the condition and repairs and maintenance of a $40K hunk of metal and glass, or about accidents, injuries, insurance, parking, the idiot in the other lane, the price of gas, or anything else.
My bus comes at 7:45, la-di-da. :)
Also (sorry, but old guy here) the nozzle sometimes unexpectedly sprays sideways. It’s no worry if you’re sitting down, but if you’re standing up you might’ve just wet your pants… or the pants of the unlucky schmoe at the neighboring urinal.