Perdition
Perdition
Perdition

Regarding insurance, Google and I think Apple, have already stated they would take the liability for any accidents caused in their vehicles. Which means the passengers would not need insurance themselves.

I tend to use that as an error code. As in, “Oh, your computer won’t turn on? I’m betting it’s an ID10T error, let me see.” Usually, I’m right.

I’m guessing the reason they bring up the frequent memory wipes is to help explain K-2SO.

I was also in a union as a young man, and I loved it. Now, I didn’t go to meetings or anything, but they provided a number of services and options that I haven’t had since I stopped being in one.

Maybe I’m just lucky, but I have literally never heard anyone ever call it that.

Yeah, when the game began, it was entirely a running game. The forward pass wasn’t “invented” until 1906. Or at least, that was when it was finally allowed.

My mom grew up in the UP. When people would hear she was from Michigan, they’d hold out their hand and say “Where?”

Mmm, babies, the veal of cannibalism. They’re marbled to perfection.

I agree with you on celery (begone vile weed!), eggplant, and artichokes. Some of my favorite young kid food memories are peeling artichoke leaves, dipping the edge in butter, scraping the “meat” off with my teeth and tossing the rest of the leaf. It was a lot of work for little to no food, but it was fun, dammit!

Rye and wheat should be at the bottom, hanging around with Pumpernickel. Call me crass, but white bread should be nearer the top. Sub bread (especially the clinically habit-inducing bread from Subway) at 1, then white bread and/or Pita, then sourdough. Everything else can just leave.

Yeah, I’m generally pretty laissez-faire when it comes to cleanliness. I’ll clean, but not as frequently as, say my wife, would like. But damn, that’s over the top, even for me.

I’m also a Packers fan, and I’ve been saying for years that once Jay retires, we should induct him into the Packers HOF as a contributor. :-)

I’d either stay in a lane that it didn’t straddle, or take a different route. I’m sure I could get by...or I’d ride the damn thing and wait for the fireworks.

Could you imagine getting stuck under the bus, due to other cars in front of and behind you, and you’re forced to follow the bus route completely out of your way? I wouldn’t be driving under it.

More importantly...what if it wants turn while it’s passing over you?

We don’t actually know that. He could have had issues with his car every day, but this time it just happened to be a lot worse.

That was my thought as well...and you even have an excuse for the wife/husband. “Sorry Dear, I can’t mow the lawn/go to the store/go to your third cousin’s outdoor wedding in August. I can’t risk the ostrich, and this gets us a million dollars, so deal with it.”

Another slightly morbid fact: He’s dead, what more does he have to lose?

I’m 33, so I took Driver’s Ed about 16 years ago. We were not told to use a parking brake on an automatic transmission, unless it was a steep incline. When I took my driver’s test, I never even touched it, never got dinged. It is no longer taught, nor is it tested on, so very few people do it. (I don’t, and I’ve never

Awesome. I can now vote for Hillary with a fully clear conscience because I’m voting for the person who is actually closest to me in policy and my ideals.