Then, per se, it wasn’t a misfire. Was it?

“When algorithms get put out into the world, what happens when people interact with it, we can’t model for that.”

Nothing in particular. It’s where I live now, so it’s where I’m buying them and where I’m eating and enjoying them.

You’re too late.

Do you run yours around the clock, 7 days a week and 365 days a year?

To add:

Gotta love the power of open-source software.

Uh, no.

Ain’t that most always the way? I feel your pain ...

They can keep the job.

No harm, no foul.

I just thought about this a little more.

Nepotism?!? Deputy Dawg said the quiet part out loud. I was sure from the start that this dumbshit was the kid of local officials.

It’s up to them, of course. Nonetheless, I think if they got shitcanned by an asshole boss two years ago, they’ve got different (and hopefully much better) jobs by now. And in today’s tight trucking market, I’m sure an experienced trucker with a clean record can have his pick of the best companies to drive for today.

OK. Then freshly-Earl Sheib’d spray painted, if that makes you feel better. There’s no way a 10-year old cop car has paint that fresh. Even if it was the chief’s car.

I didn’t say big-block sports car. It’s true that ’Vettes didn’t have big-block engines until they stuffed 396s in ’em late in the 1965 model year. I said big-bore sports car — like more powerful than a Sprite or a Spitfire. And far more advanced than the stick-axle/drum-braked Ferraris and Masers of that era.

I think you misunderstood me. Or you got Kinja’d and this response was to the person who asked if cooking salmonella-tainted food would save you. I agree that salmonella is, to use technical terms, bad juju. I was saying that irrelevant of concerns over food poisoning, green onions are a good substitute for onions per…

If you’re lucky enough to be in the South, I’d suggest green onions/scallions as a possible substitute. I live in South Florida, and we’ve got bumper crops of fresh, sweet green onions galore.

My dad was a cabbie, who bought ex-cop cars because they were sturdy, easy to fix and roomy enough for 2-3 riders and their luggage. And when things got rough in St. Louis, he didn’t even remove the plexi divider between the front and back seats.

Potheads too?