and slip in his own piss puddle on the way out…
and slip in his own piss puddle on the way out…
I went through the US Navy’s damage control and fire-fighting training back in '81 and we trained with their oxygen breathing apparatus (OBA). I remember we’d have to pull a pin like in a grenade to light them off, and when we were done we’d have to release the canister into a barrel of water because they were like super-hazardous…
take a drive by the Tesla service center in Pensacola… you can see a bunch of them parked there.
so does anyone know the story of Mary’s mother? I kinda wonder what her dad had to say…
cleaning the inside of those windshields was a real challenge, and you didn’t dare set anything on the dashboard because if it slid up near the windshield you wouldn’t be able to reach it…
“Nobody is completely useless… they can always serve as a bad example.”
-tipicaldiks father
She’s Generation Jones. So am I (b. 1963)
Damn, they even have her picture on the page 😆
Generation Jones is noted for coming of age after a huge swath of their older siblings in the earlier portion of the Baby Boomer population; thus, many note that there was a paucity of resources and privileges available to them that were seemingly abundant to older Boomers. Therefore, there is a certain level of bitterness and “jonesing” for the level of doting and affluence granted to older Boomers but denied to them
I’m one of the parents in this arrangement and we wouldn’t have it any other way. We raised three kids, a son and two daughters. None of us are rich by any means, but we’re all currently self-sufficient. The one’s that live here don’t do it out of need, but because they’d be crazy not to. We own a decent-sized ranch style house, plenty of room for two couples, on 2.6 acres with a largish pool, and it’s conveniently located to everything one wants to be convenient to. At this stage in our lives, if it were just my wife and I here we’d go crazy. This place has been the central family gathering spot for our local extended family for decades now. Pretty much every month at least one big gathering is happening here. Anywho… We’ve paid it off and deeded it to a trust, with the three kids being successor trustees. Once we’re gone, the property transfers automatically. They can live here forever, or they can sell it and split the proceeds three ways, but I seriously doubt they’ll ever do that. Our oldest lives nearby quite affordably with his girlfriend (both child-free by choice), and our middle daughter and her husband own their own place with our two grand-daughters just outside of town. Our youngest daughter and her husband (no kids yet) live here with us. This son-in-law races street-stocks on dirt and was able to build a big 30’ x 60’ shop in the back, so this place is like heaven to him. He’s 28 going on 12 and has a pretty good job, so he gets to buy whatever toys he wants, and with the investment of his shop into the property, he’s actually got some skin in the game. They are both hugely helpful, and it’s a great arrangement for all of us. We’re currently kicking around some ideas for my son and his girlfriend to move back onto the property, but into their own space…
“trusted bank”
lol
He’s succeeded Bob Ross because he’s literally hosting the Joy of Painting. Who cares how many subscribers he’s had.
It wouldn’t be the first time a legend was succeeded by a youtuber
yeah my little granddaughter just loves her to death…
you’ll get no argument from me… we recently replaced both of our fridges with two identical Whirlpools. They’re nice and roomy inside, but you’re definitely correct about the inconvenience of having to open both doors most of the time. I picked up on that pretty much right off. It’s also taken me a bit to get used to the bottom freezer drawer design.
We have friends who had an African Grey, and that bird had an insane range of sounds and phrases, etc that she would mimic. Not just repeating words and phrases but impersonating the voice of whomever would say it to her. Like the AOL “You’ve got mail” voice when she’d hear the modem sounds. If we were smoking weed, the bird was having a coughing fit and dinging a pipe on an ashtray. If we were laughing and talking, the bird was over there laughing it’s ass off too. From calling the dogs, to having one-sided phone conversations, to setting off a car alarm whenever anyone would leave, her repertoire was seemingly endless. And then there was the smoke alarm. She liked to pull that one out if she wanted attention, and it would split your eardrums…
Yeah this one really stuck in my memories. The art was so cool. Remember Ninjai,the little ninja? That series was soo well done, but unfortunately seems to have disappeared from the internet. I’d love to go back and re-watch them…
I can’t remember exactly when, but I’ve been developing elearning multimedia since 2001, and up until about 2017 we were building everything in Flash, so stuff like this always grabbed me and my co-workers attention. The co-worker who showed me this hasn’t worked with us since about 2007 or 8, so before then for sure. He was a younger fellow who practically lived on newgrounds and albinoblacksheep and other such sites…
or in other words…
“fake it 'til you make it”
Shut the fuck up, Donny!
I would think using that service to plan a route ahead of time would be optimal…