Too soon?

The better action would have been to take all the money that was wasted on the diesel spent to do this convoy and send it directly to a Ukraine relief/armaments fund/org.

More like the first season of Parks and Rec.

There is no ‘profit’ ever in a scenario like this.  Maybe the local jurisdiction break even on direct costs of policing and seizing, but there is seldom ever a ‘profit’.  Policing is always (in the US at least) a loss leader public good and that’s the point.

Get that money, girl!

It’s got a beat and you can dance to it.

Why?

My 30s weren’t confusing. They are just alot of work that involved having 3 baby boys and getting them to pre teen years while also dealing with a major job layoff and having to move to another state for work and burning through a ton of our household cash reserves.

That’s not bad $$$ cost for rescuing a good 1990s bike.  You’re doing God’s work.  :-)

Given the context of this article, I assumed exactly what Orlove explains. But perhaps I know what I’m talking about having been deep in the industry as a teen/early 20s. I was a bike mechanic at the better shop in my hometown in the mid-late 90s.

Season 2 should be Sheen and Tennant’s characters more riffing banter and less everything else, except Jon Hamm. Hamm is delightful.

For this price, this is a cheap ‘hunting camp’ cabin shell. This would be perfect for your hunting camp woods retreat.

My 1987 Plymouth Colt (2dr hatch) did just fine in late 90s snow in northern lower Michigan when I was a teen. Pulled through 8 inches like nothing...also had narrow tires, was lightweight and had decent low end torque.

My first car (at 16 in 1994) was a 1987 Plymouth Colt. It was 2-dr hatch with a teeny 1.4 four cyl. No speed or passing power, but was able to handle a ton of storage inside, looked pretty good with my Thule roof rack and 14 foot kayak on the roof and actually had pretty good low end torque.

It’s pronounced “The People’s Front of Judea”.

Nice.

Sure as an alternate early game strategy.  I do it with my sons when they were between 7-10 yrs old.  Can’t do it now....damn buggers are too smart for that now (12-14 yrs old)

I love the two Meaning of Liff books.

To the crotch?

I once beat an aggressive chess player who was much better than me by only playing defense until my opponent left an opening and I moved to checkmate.