When I read the headline, I thought this was going to be a Ratto piece!
When I read the headline, I thought this was going to be a Ratto piece!
A big power strip has lived in my bag for years. I use it at coffee shops, airports -- anywhere where folks need to share outlets. It’s gotten me free coffees and beers, too!
Wedge’s X-wing survived two Death Star runs, too.
But what about jizz, the music that Max Rebo and his band plays!
Last time I went to the movies, I hid a small container of melted ghee and used it instead.
Regardless how a politician feels about a message from children, they should encourage kids to be engaged and show the results of being engaged. This is shameful.
It helps people who aren’t rich — middle class and lower income folk, minorities, and other underrepresented folk — get into D.C. and access to power. At those wages, a lot of people with the talent and education to work in D.C., one of the most expensive cities in the country, can’t. But you a trust-fund baby? Living…
You OK with in Northern California playing Pinochle over Euchre?
More veggies = more poop
Bowling is great for older people. After my grandpa died, my grandma joined a 3-day-a-week league. She bowled in it for 20 years, met her second husband, and had a blast. Once she got too ill to bowl, she went downhill fast. We all believe the social contact, the activity, helped extend not just her life but add a…
It was all we had as A’s fans. IT WAS ALL WE HAD!
That is terrifying.
49ers defense was tired and had just three days to recover from playing Seattle, a game in which the Seahawks controlled the clock and left the S.F. defense on the field for 36:58. Thursday night games can be killers for opposing defenses.
Morgana sounds like an awesome character ... and yes, I’m stealing this idea for a home D&D game sometime.
Bought an 1984 S-10 Blazer instead of a 1969 Mustang Fastback for my first car. How bad was that Blazer? My friends nicknamed it “Goddammit” since those were usually the first words out of my mouth when I tried to start the dang thing.
1988 World Series, because I hate Kirk Gibson still to this day. And every time my Dad, a Dodgers fan, saw that dinger, he would call me, no matter where I was, to raz me about it.