Surprisingly, yes. The holy grail of magnet fishing enthusiasts are weapons (that are then usually turned over to police).
Surprisingly, yes. The holy grail of magnet fishing enthusiasts are weapons (that are then usually turned over to police).
I haven’t tried metal detecting, but we went magnet fishing once. Caught lots of fish hooks and one mostly rusted but still intact shock absorber.
The tightest end dump pile is still a fat line.
This is an amusing sentence out of context.
A very excellent point. I should have realized.
He might not have been fully up to speed yet. This sign is just past a weigh station (I’ve driven this stretch many, many times), and VDOT said he had just gone through the station. Though that doesn’t answer why the bed was up. Could have bumped the switch?
:::Edit to strike through this nonsense:::I am leaning toward the other explanation of drive shaft breaking and pole vaulting the trailer into the sign.
If that’s the case, why did they arrest the driver on reckless driving? Sounds like pure accident. Even if it was negligent maintenance, that’s not the driver’s fault, that’s on the trailer owner. Right? (IANACDL 😄)
To someone with ADHD, this is like telling them to just pull ya’self up by yer bootstraps. 🙃
You did it all for the wookie, the wookie, the wookie…
My motivation
Anything is edible. Once.
Bertolli chicken parm and some garlic Texas toast is almost downright fancy, but it’s 100% dump, heat, eat.
A picture of my grandfather standing next to a woman, taken before he met my grandmother, and she is holding a baby. It didn’t surface until after grandpa’s funeral. It was taken 500 miles away from where my family lives. I live in that other city now. I wonder if I’ve met my half aunt or uncle randomly in passing?
Am Appalachian. This sounds about right.
Squirrels can clean out a feeder pretty quickly. Not as fast as deer can, but much faster than the birds.
So it’s a pain in the ass to go fill it back up, and it costs money. A person gets a bird feeder because they want to watch birds. There are cheaper ways to feed squirrels, if you like squirrels.
Both squirrels and birds can build nests in your home. Squirrels can chew their way into your attic, then you risk them chewing through wires. Birds nest in your dryer vent or bathroom vent. A nest in the dryer vent is a fire hazard. And they can introduce bird mites into your home. It’s like having a bed bug infestation except you can’t see them, their bites are hella itchy, and at least they can be dealt with by multiple rounds of thorough vacuuming. Ask me how I know.
I used to love to keep a bird feeder and watch the bird party on a snowy day. But I wasn’t out to feed the deer, and the mite problem erased any lingering feelings about feeding birds.
I’ve rescued wasps from the pool as well even though they & I are mortal enemies. 1) it was in the water with me & I didn’t want it considering me a liferaft, and 2) smushing it was not an option. It flew away, hopefully to tell its brothers that I’m worthy of a brief ceasefire.
Puff, puff, pass away
I took it off my phone but it’s still on my tablet. rip rif
I had staff that used to talk over me and each other. Drove me batshit, but they were good employees. One day, i couldn’t get my words out for being interrupted, when i suddenly grabbed my sea otter tape dispenser off my desk and proclaimed “I have the talking otter! Let me finish speaking!”
They were so thrown off by the absurdity that it worked! I got my thought out, then handed the Talking Otter to the next person who had comments. From then on, if they got unruly, I’d say “do I have to go get the otter?”
You were just playing billiards but with cars.
Oh, you meant the other kind of pool…
So the last time I used TurboTax, it was all bubbly, asking questions and providing reassurances that we were “almost done”. That’s not realistic. Realism is going to the post office to look bewilderingly through the boxes of paper tax forms littered around the mailbox area wondering which ones apply to you, bringing home a handful of weird-smelling newsprint instruction booklets, and sifting through that shoebox of receipts you’ve been hoarding while you nurse a handle of whiskey and curse the tax reform act of 1986. Professional tax prep software somewhat recreates that vibe. Turbotax is a marshmallow fluff game guide complete with cheat codes.