I worked at Safeway as a cashier and same thing. ID and compare signatures for cheques and credit cards, respectively, at minimum. The only difference is that Safeway had a weird preferred customer card that meant those people could use cheques without ID's, but from what I understand they were quite hard to get and…

YOU GET ALL MY STARS.

Honestly, I think it's a custom-built prosthesis attached to the tri-bra and then, using makeup and prosthetic glue, stuck to her skin in order to make it appear real.

Going to post this classic:

Depends on the efficiency of the solar panels, and open air markets are impractical in some places (like Canada, where shopping in -40 would be impossible). However, even if they provide five percent of the building's power, that's 5% less that's out of the grid. Add in solar/wind farms for power generation outside…

The only time I double-bag any item (if I'm not using cloth bags) is when it's four litres or more (four kg). Best rule of thumb to follow. Otherwise, it's one bag.

Because annual exams can catch diseases that you wouldn't otherwise notice. It's how they caught my dad's prostate cancer very early. He wouldn't have known otherwise, it only showed up on a blood test.

Thanks. I'm the type where I arm myself with knowledge as much as possible. I know he'll most likely be OK, it's just that cancer isn't anything I've personally had to deal with. I'm just worried he's going to be one of those small percentage of cases that has a particularly aggressive version.

I'm pretty aware of the chances of success that he'll beat the disease. It's just something I haven't ever really had to confront head on before.

Thanks. Everyone has things they have to deal with, and your story was really fairly helpful to me. I'm glad to hear he's still kicking butt out in the world.

The talons scare me.

I wrote a blog post about this, but I wanted to ask... how do people deal with potentially deadly sickness?

I had a t-bone steak. Honest to god.

But will it fit my man-boobs?

The best brunch where I am is the MacDonald Hotel in Edmonton. Expensive but beautiful location and the menu choices are both huge and wonderful. Also, the place is jam packed every Sunday, in an old hotel ballroom normally meant for lavish and huge weddings. At least a couple hundred people.

My version of these is "Hi, how are you today, want to chat?" Then I say sure, and a lame conversation happens over two or three messages and then fizzles out. It's really hard to have a conversation when a person offers no information about themselves and nothing on their profile to go by.

I'm not, these amuse me! I'm just glad I don't get these as a dude, just mostly lame messages from women who don't really interest me.

That was wonderful.

I love Prince so much. When I was young (late 80's early 90's) I thought he was a budget version of Michael Jackson. Now that I am older, the error of my ways is so apparent. The turning point was seeing a video of Prince perform Purple Rain live and it blew my mind how amazing it was.