Ketchup is an idiot. Welcome to Chicago.

This is Eine Kleine Nachtmusik. It's not a symphony, it's a serenade for strings. Plus, the whole thing is around 20 minutes long. I don't want to come across as pedantic, but in this kind of discussion I think it's important that we're all clear on the facts and terminology.

The varieties of almost every fruit and veg we see on the shelf are bred for pretty. The ugly ones get ground up and processed. Like people.

Don't see the problem. She's clearly making math sexy.

A+ for transparency. D- for cleanliness.

Why does it need a beard?

Seems like Slater would be the director or producer of the photo shoot which would entitle him to the rights of the photos. It's not just about who presses the shutter.

Agreed. Grilled cheese is so easy that I would never order delivery. When I'm going grilled cheese it's because I want something fast and easy. I don't want to wait around for some guys to haul this contraption up the stairs (although as a chef I'm intrigued about possible other uses.

"a chain of dedicated grilled cheeseries in California with a Silicon-Valley-style pedigree;"

I'm pretty sure any such cell would have to be completely sealed. I think Stanford is well aware how reactive metallic lithium is.

Delta Touch faucet- http://www.deltafaucet.com/smart-solution…

She's got a set of Parus majors

seems like a great way for police to get your phone unlocked for a "consensual" search of its contents.

there should be 99 percent more plastic floating on the surface of the ocean than there is.

Oh I suggest you do! I hold my breath when "testing" my Wankel; the payoff is more enjoyable, and the "testing" takes only 3/4 of the normal time. Way more efficient. And by not using a traditional belt, I've reduced the number of parts involved.

A fucking carp lake? They're trash fish, taste like shit, are full of bones, and don't fight worth a damn. It's like reeling in a heavy boot. You'd think someone with money would prefer fishing for something fun.

downhill MTB is the sport of the gods