If speed limits weren’t made-up bullshit, you might have a point.

My son prefers to use either Proloquo2Go or LAMP.

The 7th gen Accord cubby door had a rube goldberg spring-and-weight mechanicals that would invariably malfunction, leaving you with a cubby door that wouldn’t close.

I read that as “nothing a baklava...” and, well, it still makes sense.

Why not both?

They aren’t “your” cars. They aren’t registered in your name, nor are they licensed to be driven on public roads.

You think someone’s getting a ticket for blocking an unlicensed and unregistered vehicle?

Touchdown Jesus (aka Big Butter Jesus) burned to the ground.

Gift Cards: they’re like money, if money were a PITA to use.

The more black stars, the better it tastes.

I’ve decided that stage of the procedure will be my favorite.

Now, now. I didn’t like Hillary’s voice, but dammit she was the only person running who was qualified for the damn job. I couldn’t care less what someone sounds like. I didn’t like Obama’s voice and I did like how both Bushes sounded - but that had no bearing on what I thought of their abilities to lead our country.

Bernie would have won!

What’s the issue?

This last time I simply bought an unlocked Moto G5 Plus for $180. To hell with flagship phones. Good enough is good enough.

The dog had the right idea.

So you’re proud of your accomplishments and abilities.

Feedback that you’d get from, say, me, says as much about me as it does you.

I’ve gotten some good feedback, at times. I’ve also had supervisors who gave lousy feedback. It really depends on who the person is - and it’s not a skill that anyone ever uses to select supervisors.

Some of us think he looks like the Keebler elf who took the short bus to school.