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I had a friend with an old Monte Carlo that required premium. He’d always put the cheap crap in it and then complain that it knocked. He was very careful about calculating cost per mile, so he figured he’d just spend less on gas.

Gonna need a big bucket of KraGl, stat, along with an LS1 motor.

It simulates what used to be a very common activity back before digital cameras showed up; sitting around looking at photos you just got back from being developed at the photo lab with friends.

Yes, though with an Airbus, they might only have one engine left if they powered one down. They should still be able to fly and land safely, however.

Too many models, not enough differentiation. Why would they make the GT at all? It’s the sedan with a really ugly trunk/hatch thing on it. If I’m thinking I want more capacity than a sedan, then I’ll buy a wagon, not that horrid thing. And if I want more than that, I’ll buy an X3.

I take walks around my neighborhood pretty regularly.

She got creamed in this accident.

“That fucking asshole”.

I watched a driver in Boston latch himself onto the rear bumper of an ambulance blowing through morning commute traffic. When they got up a bit in front of me, the paramedics opened the back doors and started screaming at the guy to cut the shit or the cops would be paying him a visit.

Of course. We all need more silver cars with a black interior.

See also: Mr. Clean Magic Eraser.

Home ownership is both less scary and cheaper if one takes the time to learn how to actually maintain and repair ones home. YouTube is a never ending source of information, but Home Depot, of all places, actually makes a really good how to book that will deal with basic plumbing, electrical, and carpentry projects.

I used to lay in bed at night thinking about things I said to other people. One time, I showed up at work to apologize for some random comment I made that may have been taken poorly. The person I was talking to had exactly no recollection of the conversation, much less the comment.

If they can’t demonstrate compliance, just like adhering to federally defined speed limits, they stand to lose federal highway funding.

Give the last couple paragraphs a re-read.

I work from a home office and when I get up out of my chair, that’s it. No phone, no internet browsing unless I’m specifically looking for something.

Us old farts pretty much shake hands with everyone. Please don’t give me one of those dead fish handshakes.

As a motorcyclist, maybe if people’s cars were aware of my motorcycle’s presence, people would stop left turning us, U turning us, or crashing into us from behind.

And in a dealership. Take him when he arrives or when he leaves, not while he’s in the structure with people 4 feet away.

My very first full time job was fixing busted copy machines at an engineering company. Computer hardware engineering, specifically.