Is it just me, or does Roger Stone look exactly like an older version of Nick Sandmann (the Covington kid)? Their faces have the same shape and the same lack of wrinkles (understandable in Sandmann’s case; more plastic-surgery-spooky in Stone’s).
Is it just me, or does Roger Stone look exactly like an older version of Nick Sandmann (the Covington kid)? Their faces have the same shape and the same lack of wrinkles (understandable in Sandmann’s case; more plastic-surgery-spooky in Stone’s).
Is it just me, or does Roger Stone look exactly like an older version of Nick Sandmann (the Covington kid)? Their faces have the same shape and the same lack of wrinkles (understandable in Sandmann’s case; more plastic-surgery-spooky in Stone’s).
My first thought while reading this was I want to try the Dr Pepper version!
My first thought while reading this was I want to try the Dr Pepper version!
My first thought while reading this was I want to try the Dr Pepper version!
I’m from California and I drive around and between the East Bay and LA constantly. In all my drives, I’ve only seen ONE Chick-Fil-A anywhere (somewhere near Hayward). I stopped for a sandwich because I didn’t know when I’d next have the chance. Eh. Nothing special.
On the other hand, I just checked the website and…
The headline made me think you were going to praise the lap bar that protects us from falling out of Ferris Wheels. I was very titillated: what’s there to praise about the lap bar of a Ferris Wheel?, I wondered. Then (not being much of a drinker), when I saw what it was really about, I tuned out, though I’d had no…
Feels like there’s something missing in this story:
“Nojito” IS an excellent name, but I’m not sure how it’d work out in practice. In a loud bar, it’d be hard for the bartender to tell “Nojito” apart from “Mojito”, and you might have to give further explanation about what you really want, so the abbreviative power of the name might be lost. :(
“Nojito” IS an excellent name, but I’m not sure how it’d work out in practice. In a loud bar, it’d be hard for the bartender to tell “Nojito” apart from “Mojito”, and you might have to give further explanation about what you really want, so the abbreviative power of the name might be lost. :(
I’m pretty sure it’s supposed to be seven. But I’m too lazy today to find the reference.
What I’ll eat from Chick-fil-A: NOTHING!
There are relatively few in the areas I pass through in Northern and Southern California, and their LGBT stand prevented me from seeking it out. I drove by one once, a year or so ago, in an area I don’t usually drive through. I thought “OK, it’s right here, I can try it this…
North by Northwest, or maybe 2001. I can’t remember which I saw first. But those were the first two soundtracks I loved, and the first two I purchased.
Yes. I want my wire! Bluetooth runs down my phone battery much too fast. I make an exception when I’m driving between SF and LA, because I like how I can broadcast podcasts through my car speakers and have my phone calls interrupt them seamlessly, but that’s the only exception I’ll make for Bluetooth.
From what I’ve read, John Chau understood that he might die, and took the (stupid) risk anyway. What I don’t understand is how he expected to communicate with the Sentinelese. Seems like he did his research enough to know that they didn’t speak any language other than theirs.... how was he planning on preaching to…
Phil does tell Rita about reliving the same day at one point, but it’s during one of the repetitions, so she has no knowledge of it by the end.
The character whose perspective totally baffles me is the piano teacher. From her point of view, Phil must have come on that day for his piano lesson as a very accomplished pianist, and there was probably very little he could have learned from her during their one lesson.
The headline is misleading. It’s not impossible to spend too much time on Facebook. You can still spend too much time on Facebook by either a) not explicitly turning on the feature on your phone app, or b) using Facebook on your computer instead of your phone.
I’m white, and I live in Uganda with my Ugandan girlfriend and our bi-racial son. He’s *very* dark, and we have the opposite problem of the above: Ugandans are always questioning my girlfriend about his “true” paternity - they say he can’t possibly have a white father, because he’s too dark.