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My dad was just out of college, had his first junior level engineering gig, and had a choice to make with his savings. He could either buy a Fiat 124 Spyder. Which, I mean, it’s like a baby Ferrari! What could be bad? Or, he could try this weird new thing from Japan, called a 240Z. I mean, who’s ever heard of a

All great suggestions (I assume, I’ll have to try a couple of them!), but missing my absolute favorite Bourbon - Journeyman Featherbone. If you haven’t tried it you should, very complex taste, but still a very smooth sipping whiskey.

Wily Mo Pena never being in a HRD is the greatest travesty in American sports. There was legitimate fear of death in the Green Monster seats when he was playing for the Red Sox. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen more raw power at the plate.

Movie Talkers are literally subhuman. I will go to the end of the Earth to punish people for talking in movie theaters.

Like, dislike, don’t care about the Balenciaga SSS, it doesn’t matter. This rant is idiocy. Times change, trends are trends, there is nothing sacred about this dudes name. Good lord get off it. “B-b-b-b-but, my p-p-p-portions! THE PROPORTIONS! *** WONT ANYONE THINK OF THE PROP-OR-TIOOONSSS!!!! *****”

This is just a

So you would be totally cool with paying $50k for a new car that suddenly had it’s entire info module constantly reboot, with no fix in sight and in fact barely even an acknowledgement from the manufacturer it was even happening? Sure.

This reminds me of the fact that at Walden Pond, there is literally “The Transcendentalist Gift Shop”.

So A Man Took a Shit

I’m confused by people who post comments like this. Do you seriously think this company is going to produce and release a car with this feature and not think of this scenario? Like you seriously think they might just let everyone grenade their transmissions all over the highway at the press of a button?

I bought a Mercedes 190E from a place across the street from three strip clubs. When I went inside at 2 in the afternoon the owner was sleeping behind the desk with his pants off next to a half empty bottle of whiskey. Let me tell you, THOSE are big red flags.

You do know that a primary component to Tesla’s ‘Ludicrous Speed’ enhancement is not code but an expensive “smart-fuse”?

Floyd would probably spot a confused 90 year old in a wheelchair two rounds to size them up. Connors ass is deemed kicked in the basis that he was unable to threaten Mayweather in any way at all, and was within thirty seconds or so of having a lot of serious injury dealt to him by a man 11 years his senior, who was

Mike Trout hit better in Class A ball at the ripe old age of 17 than Judge did when he was 22. Mike Trout’s slump wasn’t worrying because he at that point had hit better against MLB pitching, for several years, than Aaron Judge has against Minor League pitching, also while he was younger. That comparison is pretty

I’m not saying it can’t happen, I’m just saying in all likelihood. That’s all we can really do.

You are forgetting the sample size of his minor league career, which is quite useful in determining his likely trajectory as a Major Leaguer. In 1500 PA, he hit .278/.373/.473 between A/A+/AA, and AAA. By contrast, Adam Dunn hit .304/.425/.525 in also ~1500 PA, and did so at a younger age than Judge. I understand that

You are forgetting Judge’s minor league stats, which don’t indicate that he’ll be anything but Adam Dunn with a slightly worse walk-tool. There is nothing in Aaron Judge’s entire recorded baseball career other than a hot two months that indicate he’ll be anything other than a solid power hitter with contact issues.

Very relevant to this discussion: Satoshi Nakamoto’s name is an anagram for “So a man took a shit”.

Definitely an insane run, but remember, this is the same guy who jumped out of an airplane wearing no parachute, to get caught halfway down in mid air by someone else and hook up as a tandem in mid air. I honestly don’t think he’d be afraid of anything.

Rented a car for a roadtrip through Scotland and England a while back. After picking up the rental at 7am, supremely jet lagged, I started driving off toward our hotel. My wife kept yelling “you’re going to hit the damn curb, for the love of god”. Of course I wasn’t going to hit the curb. Mercifully, when I did hit

I would be much happier if they released an updated version of The Manual