Maybe the difference is similar to Jersey Shore versus a Brooklyn hipster?

For what it’s worth, he’s from Sacramento, which is unfortunately very far from the ocean. I don’t think his style really fits into the California surfer mold. More like a guy who drives a jacked-up bro-dozer around the well-paved streets of some strip-mall infested suburb like Roseville.

If you need the ring cut off in an emergency, good luck with that tungsten ring.

Did the cafe close because of them? If not, it seems like having them buy it would be a good thing—maybe save a beloved institution from just contributing to blight. And you’ll always know where to stop if you need to know the time.

Personally, I prefer hourglasses to remind me of the fleeting nature of my existence. Nothing says “home” better than facing your immanent mortality.

At least those dude bros aren’t skipping leg day.

So you’re saying that the person who sells a thing actually just wants you to buy that thing they are selling?

Agreed. People should politely accept gifts, but you shouldn’t hide behind that norm as an excuse to avoid trying to get her something she might like.

I’ve had the pleasure of driving the following: a 1976 Chevy Luv, a 1989 Jeep Commanche, a couple of late-90s Rangers, an early 2000s S-10, and a mid-2000's Tacoma. All of them were pure utility, absolutely impossible to kill, and full of charm. But the Commanche stands head-and-shoulders above the rest.

There was an official alliance between France and Russia through the Franco-Russian Alliance:

Here’s a very detailed summary of the settlement terms, including a chart estimating how much you’ll get paid for both the settlement and buyback depending on the model and year of your car: