If they spent just one business day on this, that’d be 8000 man hours, at least as I understand it.
Stretch that out to a single agent working standard work weeks (40 hours) that breaks down to 200 work weeks for a single agent.
That is almost 4 years of work for a single agent, assuming no vacations or other time off (illness, car trouble, etc)
I don’t know if that helps you quantify it, but it helped put it in perspective for me.
Eh, the first time I dropped into the splits I was a little sore the next day.
After that, it was easy peasy, past a certain point, gravity takes over. Well, at least with full gear.
I suppose it helps that I was always flexible, and before I found team sports I did some gymnastics as a little little kid.
Source: Former Goaltender (Hockey)
Outside the dairy capital of America, yes, the dairy situation sucks.
The “factory owners” as it were forgot why unions were established. When employees felt they were being treated unfairly, they would do things like murder the rich people and their families.
Unions were to stop that sort of thing, so words could be used.
If you override the union vote, its not a union, but it may be time that the “factory owners” are reminded of why unions were needed.
My wife’s is a chip dip that involves Kraft Roka Blue, and cream cheese. I think there’s a meaty element involved, like chicken broth too?
I dunno, that shit is delicious. Roka Blue seemed to be hard to find, but was available around Christmas so we’d always stock up.
My dish would be the bacon explosion.
https://www.bbqaddicts.com/recipes/pork/bacon-explosion/
There is a basic run down on it.
I have also substituted ground beef and added cheddar cheese in the past.
Its a greasy delicious mess.
Also, if you eat it the night before a cholesterol test, it will fuck up your levels lol.
Bowling for Soup was a local band that made it big.
They have a song, “Ohio (Come back to Texas)” with a line that says “the Mexican food sucks north of here anyways.”
I have recently moved from Texas a little north and east, but still firmly in the south… man, I can get catfish on the corner, but I can’t find a decent taco to save my life. My wife is craving some GOOD Mexican food, and I keep telling her, she’s unlikely to find it here unless she learns Espanol.
Ah yes, the leather daddy BDSM iconic gay “look” that these totally hetero men who go on long trips together to scenic areas without women, and with vibrations the whole way to excite the twig and berries, and a nice massage to relax the rear end.
Bigger stretch than professional wrestling, but not much.
God fearing, homosexual hating trailer park kids don’t realize that watching two oiled up men in spandex is… well, pretty fucking gay. Not meant to be disparaging, I just mean the only things missing are penetration and a money shot.
Offset by a nice (from a fashion sense, not cost) watch? My wife would be drooling lol.
Now if only I had Chris Hemsworth’s Thor physique to go with it.
Or its a way for the kid to maintain some autonomy, but if the mom gets up at 2am to pee, she can see her kid came home. No one gets disturbed. Mom can go back to bed without worry.
Or dad, sorry, not trying to be gendered. Just a reflection of my upbringing I suppose.
My first thought was a self-made sigil, it even has a clue as to the creator in it.
But I’m not a narc, so if their HR is watching they can get fucked.
I was tested as a child, as part of a battery of other tests.
According to that, I’m a genius.
Its obvious its bullshit.
What do you have when a person sits down at a table with 3 nazis?
4 nazis.
Pretty much it, I’ve been made an “honorary black man” twice, once for handling my self well at a black fraternity a former roommate was joining, and once… well, for the alleged size of my wedding tackle. I don’t count that last one as a good reason, but I didn’t say it.
Are you black? No? Don’t say it. Don’t sing it. Do your best to remove it from your mental vocabulary and thoughts as well. Its an ugly word from an ugly time, that a fear we’re heading towards again, so… yeah. Just no.
Remember, race doesn’t matter. This is class warfare. We are villagers trying to survive pillaging dragons, ending lives and hoarding wealth with no benefit to any sort of greater good.
This is a time of dragons, look to the dragon slayers of old for guidance.
Don’t forget the others… like Rafael “Ted” Cruz - of Canada.
Too cold for you? Maybe Mary down the street wouldn’t have fucking died alone in her house freezing do death, with no heat, no power, and cell towers were overloaded as well. She couldn’t ambulate. She relied on those resources to live, and her neighbors for help. We all took care of her, as a community.
She couldn’t ask for help. The resources were not available.
Went to fucking Cancun with your kids before being called on it.
Rafael, I doubt you’ll see this, but Mary’s blood is on your hands, as well as hundreds if not thousands more.
Sincerely, a former Texan.
Killing some old white dudes with other old people is not the tactic to rely on.
You need the young and radicalized who are terminal.
I wish, wish, wish I had faith in the system, checks and balances, and all that bullshit.
Violence should only be used in self defense when violence is going to be used on you, or to protect other who can not protect themselves.
Fascism, sadly, only seems to understand pain and suffering. I suppose a clean kill is more merciful than that, though I can’t say I condone it outright.
Southern US.
I was kid at the time it originally aired in America.
I agree, its <Color> Ranger, or as a group, The Power Rangers.
I’d like to go on, that when I was a teenager me and friends split off into pairs as a sniper and spotter, and played war games with each other. Eye pro, tac-vests that held stuff and were just another layer against a pellet, sometimes heavier clothes (winter), but in the summers it was usually dark colored shorts and tees, and a little bush craft (I picked up a surplus army sniper manual).
Dangerous? 110%
Painful? Only if you get spotted.
Dumber than we allowed ourselves to feel at the time? You betcha.
Cutting to the chase, each pair came up with their own sign language that was useful in the dark, in the quiet, etc.
One of our buddies knew ASL (hearing impaired, deaf parents) so they used that.
Me and my partner decided on NATO hand signals, as we were both the most of ware of that format.
The others? Not entirely sure.
I know a lot was just made up on the fly through gesturing and combining the few signals we remembered, and that was all of us except our hearing impaired buddy.
So yes, some sort of sign language is often created on the fly based on cultural parameters. ASL, NATO, etc… just standardizing the symbols helps, but a lot of families, especially without access to resources use “home-sign” as I’ve heard it called. Basically, they standardized within their family unit over time based on mutual understanding.
So, there are cultural elements, but it expands past that.
I’m older, spent my 20s in a mosh pit fighting to the front, have ND related APD, at least I think, but sound is still HUGELY important for me in the world. Just don’t talk to me, lol.
Generally your taste in musics sets in during your adolescent years.
What were you listening to, driving around late at night after the first one of your friends got their license?
That the type of music you’re going to fall back on when you got nothing else to listen to.
And if you’re in the metal scene, at least in the early to late 2000s… No part of rap/hip-hop/similar were allowed. No dance music. No pop music. It was the south, so there was some country mixed in that was allowed - old school Willy type shit, the outlaw legends at house parties. Everyone was trying to out-brvtal each other or some stupid shit though.
I got out of the scene because I left that social circle behind after starting a career, but kept a few close friends. They faded over time.
Working nightshift at a hospital does not bode well for your social life. You’re at work when everyone else is in the pit drunk off their asses.
I worked alone so I listened to my old shit, and eventually got tired of it. Eminem dropped a surprise album, and I liked some of his stuff (like I also like trance stuff for concentration, like work) and started listening, and I’m a former percussionist so I started drumming along in the air, and realized… man hip-hop drum grooves are chill, laidd back, flow, get people moving. Fuck yeah. Then I dove deeper. Ended up getting into some underground crap, and I’m still exploring going back to the 2000s stuff that was popular and I heard “around” in the world. I dig some of it too without the egotistical guitar soloists who just want to musically jerk off in front of everyone influencing everyone with their snobby bull shit. Yeah, snobby metal heads exist. Their title is probably “lead” something in the band.
Death certificate works too. Sort of a final medical certificate, lol.
No, I’m not calling for violence. He’s old, his mind is failing him (tertiary syphilis should really be considered) , and he has a steady diet of garbage topped off with diet coke, plus whatever drugs he can get his hands on.
The man is not long for the world, we’ll just see if he croaks before or after his term is up. If before, we get Vance… so not great. If after, we really may get to test the military oath to constitution if he doesn’t want to leave his position peacefully. Sadly, Vegas odds are not looking good for the average citizen.