nebraxican
Nebraxican
nebraxican

You had me at “Cleveland”. That was the engine in my first-ever car (1970 Montego MX), but which I horribly neglected and ran into the ground all throughout my senior of high school, and to this day still kick myself about through the filter of hindsight provided by only seriously getting into cars just a few scant

I think this is less about Walmart defending its gun sales than it is their profuse terror at even the slightest hint of employee-initiated mass mobilization in support of some cause, because it potentially sets a precedent for the formal organization of their labor pool which they have worked to suppress for decades.

...all of which are really more of components to their social behavior and response to hierarchy than they are some sort of behavior undertaken with a directed goal of individual improvement.

Look, I simply found the sentiment of the strip amusing and line with this post topic. If you want to argue about the finer

This right here:

NP strictly as an investment for camping and general outdoorsiness. Normally I run in terror from any shell that looks like it was made by B.A. Baracus in some barn, but this one is pushing all my right buttons (“80s Toyota! It can carry my bike! It can carry a boat!”) despite all the fundamental wrongness my rational

This is appalling to me on more than one level. By virtue of our income level, my daughter got next to nothing at her school in the way of financial aid despite being physically disabled, which is ultimately neither here nor there in retrospect.

But on top of this, as a foster/adoptive parent I have always been

I have learned to become a zealous unsubscriber, since it seems like in many cases transactions involving electronic distribution of a receipt or an order confirmation wind up being construed as consent for receiving spam. For instance, I had my car’s winshield replaced last week and requested the receipt be sent my

Back when I was an active comic collector circa 1985 my family used to visit El Paso/Juarez once or twice a year and I would pick up copies of Hombre Arana because I liked the somewhat darker tone of the books, and they helped me grasp some very basic Spanish. I never considered that they were really worth anything

I discovered Jethro Tull only around 1990, but they have always made some of my favorite driving music. “Bouree” is a damn near perfect driving song. Fight me.

I have owned two different straight-6 4.0 `98's...same basic thing at this, and they were both bulletproof. The first one I even walked away from getting hit nearly head-on by a Peterbilt on an iced-over highway.

Any other SUV-type and I would be would be worried about that mileage but dat Jeep and dat price are nice

My father was adopted, so I did an Ancestry DNA test to get a clearer understanding of my actual ethnic background in comparison to the one (Czech) that my dad embraced on the paternal side of my grandparents.

The results wound up revealing strong corroboration of a rumor long circulated on my mother’s side of the

The guy is a role model for all of us.

I worked for EDS in its post-GM, post-Perot years. It was a strange corporate culture, driven mostly by the attitudes of new-money Texas types from Plano, TX, who really didn’t seem to care whether EDS was an IT company or sold Band-Aids and ketchup, so long as they were pulling in enough money to keep their kids

I have been using a multi-monitor setup at work for years. When I started doing it at home, setting up a secondary vertical display to read email, PDF’s, etc. in a page-like format, it was funny to me how many reactions from my non-technical friends and family ran along the lines of Foul-Sorcery accusations, or at

I was NP’ing along until you got to that laundry list, but I might be a little biased since I just had to do an engine-out stator replacement on my Goldwing and wouldn’t relish another such task on another bike anytime soon. Push Start = Crack Pipe.

I can’t find the correct clip, but this whole situation reminds of the scene in the 1989 Batman movie where the Joker cuts in on the mayor’s TV press conference, saying he’s going to be giving away money at the Gotham birthday parade. The mayor tries to butt back in and the Joker simply pushes the Mayor’s video feed

Pinto for me. I had a `72 hatchback in college.

Good advice in this article. I was 27 when I parked my regular daily ride motorcycle (a GL1000) in the garage for roughly the next 17 years owing to the 1-2 punch of having kids and neither money or time to devote to the needed upkeep. When I picked back up on two wheels again (semi) regularly in my mid-40s I noticed