Sure. That’s fair. I’m showing my SLC loyalty.
Sure. That’s fair. I’m showing my SLC loyalty.
Don’t ski Park City or Deer Valley, stay in Salt Lake and go to any of the resorts in Big or Little Cottonwood Canyons. They’re cheaper and arguably better. The only reason to go to Park City is if you’re really after that “Mountain Ski Town” vibe, which I admit is pleasant.
Came here to say exactly this.
Your picks always make me wonder if you ever smoked weed with me an my roomates at our run-down rental a block from campus in 2001.
I worked in restaurants with generous staff meal policies, so I always ate at work and tried to take some home as well. And pots of soup that stretch all week.
I could easily write the opposite of this post: “What it’s like to raise your children without fast food even though you secretly crave it because it tastes like childhood, ironically.”
I do a lot of hiking in moose country and I continue to be surprised by how many people react to “Hey, there’s a moose up the trail, so you know.” by running toward the indicated spot with their camera out. No, dumbass, that was a warning. Do not approach the moose!
All (large-ish) wild animals are potentially dangerous, not just predators. The most dangerous animal in North America (based on injuries reported) is the moose. Do not approach moose!
I had forgotten that I can’t Magic Eye. Thanks.
Where are all of the “Where’s Killmonger?!” Memes? The internet has really dropped the ball on this.
“Beto O’Rourke Set to Launch Campaign to Hopefully Scoop Up the VP Nom After the Bloodbath Has Ended”
Came here to say this. Even if all of your power comes from a dirty old coal plant, an EV is still on par with a Prius on carbon emissions.
And this is just fuel costs. Wait until you factor in that it doesn’t have any oil to change.
In the same way that visiting their home town of Provo, Utah, is a lot like going to church but without actually getting directly preached at (hopefully). Checks out.
That’s why I cover my bases and make sure I’m not missing opportunities.
Exactly. My first take on this whole thing was “Good. A 10-year-old with court-side seats sounds like exactly the kind of asshole-in-training that needs a lesson in boundaries and bodily autonomy”
Goddammit.
Brother?
I wash my water bottle pretty much never. I’m fine. Carry on.
If it’s Valenine’s Day and entrees didn’t show up together, then the restaurant fucked up.