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With the caveat that the only race Man o’ War (the original Big Red ;-) lost was due to the fact that at the time, horse racing did not have starting gates; they just lined horses up more or less evenly at a tape, on the track. In the one race he lost, he was actually *facing backwards* when the starting signal was

(Psst: arguably, Man o’ War. Better win record than Secretariat, 20 out of 21. Similar attributes. But it’s difficult to compare directly, because Man o’ War’s owner chose not to enter him in the Kentucky Derby. The Triple Crown wasn’t a big thing at that time, and only one horse had won it, Sir Barton, though it

God, that brings back memories. I still remember how betrayed I felt the first time I opened one of those tins of the baking chocolate and tried some.

Oooh, that is awesome, I would want to go! — we did not have those back when I was still in PA. I only spent 1 year in PA at the age where I could buy beer legally, but I guess I was too poor to buy beer for home at the time (and just drank when I was out at a restaurant or something). So I don’t really have adult

The real beauty of it is how widely varied it is between the states. I think it’s starting to change now in some states, but 20 years ago you might find beer in SOME grocery stores, but not all; and in SOME convenience stores, but not all. In PA, where I grew up, we have “state stores” (for liquor) and “the beer

Yeah, I’m from the northeast, and “washroom” seems like an acceptable if rare variation on “restroom” or “bathroom”.

Not gonna lie, my immediate reaction was jealousy and “can I go to this magical place?”

Yeah, that’s probably part of it. I mean, it’s bitter but also like concentrated essence of raw tomato flavor? Which is somehow different from cooked? (Bitter plus the acid from the goop, combining in some way that really makes my tastebuds cringe?) (Interestingly — I like beer, but not the bitterest types of beers;

I eat red sauce on my pasta. I eat tomato soup. I can practically drink a good pizza sauce. But I can’t eat a tomato. My parents never understood it, and always thought I was just being difficult. But as I got older I realized it wasn’t the flavor of the tomato I objected to, it was the fact that it felt like I was

Deep cut. That made my day.

Ha! I was going to add — I personally have gotten to the point where I prefer mostly sashimi, with a small roll on the side (mmmm avocado roll). I don’t actually dislike the rice or seaweed (isn’t that actually algae, rather than seaweed?), but its definitely filling, and I’d rather load up on the fish.

I enjoy explaining this too. Because often — as with a friend a few weeks ago — it results in converting someone who didn’t think they would like sushi (read: raw fish) to someone willing to try it and who finds they actually like it, if they get all the kinds that don’t involve raw fish.

(But for real, messing with songbirds by playing their calls from a cellphone bird identification app is awesome. Especially in the spring when the males are really territorial.)

That’s beautiful. Screencap that sucker before it gets flagged for take-down. Someone’s already flagged the ad quoted above and it’s gone.

But, that’s the thing. Yes, I agree, the older brother was the mastermind. He influenced his younger brother to become involved. But let’s not remove agency from the younger brother. He was plenty old enough at the time to make an informed, ethical decision about whether to participate in actions that he knew, without

Completely agree. (I was down there, and the second bomb went off a block and a half ahead of my brother. You could say I’m invested. That said, I don’t want to see this guy to get to be any more of a martyr than some regard him already. Let him rot somewhere.)

Ehn, for me, that would be a bug, not a feature. If the big round thing is going to be in the middle, I want it to be the speedometer. Its location doesn’t bother me or cause me any trouble.

Or, once you start living with it, you get used to it very quickly and none of it ever bothers you.

I’ve had mine for 8 years and I drive my friends around all the time, and the two-pulls-to-open thing STILL messes them up. (Otherwise, I love the layout, all of it feels very comfortable to me.)

And you don’t have to, if you don’t want to.