Maybe Andy Stone should avoid high buildings and invitations for a coffee from strangers in the foreseeable future.
Maybe Andy Stone should avoid high buildings and invitations for a coffee from strangers in the foreseeable future.
No, it isn’t. I have dined exceptionally well in the UK. Our Christmas dinner is based on an a recipe from an English cook. We have a Scottish cafe/diner in town which serves excellent food.
OK, I’ve dined horribly, too, but it is definitely not the norm - I made the mistake of ordering half a chicken in a fish and chips shop. My recommendation: Don’t repeat my mistake.
I once gave our telco/internet provider the permission to call me on my main number if they have an interesting update regarding our contract. That went without problems for over ten years. One or two calls a year, and usually something worth thinking about.
Then their marketing decided to pull all stops and call us, on all our numbers, not just the main one, but also the kids personal phones. And not only from their official numbers, but random numbers all over the country. We suddenly got a dozen calls a day(!) from them, offering the same two products (at least where we picked up and declined the offer) again, and again, and over again. We blocked numbers, and new ones came up. The block list went from two entries to over thirty. I had to threaten legal action got get our numbers blocked again, and get them marked as such according to our privacy laws.
Silence returned.
The next one he needs to kick out is Cardinal Woelki.
Indeed I did. Not completly, as it started to dismantle itself (one leg was broken at the hips, and the arms were not much better), but of course I placed it into the recycling bin last, just before the pickup.
A life-sized cardboard skeleton. I bought it as a kind of “paper model kit” with a lot of little plastic and metal clips included, and it used some clever tricks to get all those bones into their proper shape. Intended as a training / learning aid for medical students, it was labeled with all the latin names of everything.
It experienced several outings and trips in it’s “lifetime”, always riding shotgun and waving to the people I overtook. It attended a math and a computer sciene lecture in university (I doubt it understood a single thing from it), enjoyed a day at the “beach” (properly attired with a speedo), and a number of Halloween acts.
It lived in my room for a good decade, moved into the study in my house later, but started falling apart and requiring repairs so it was retired to the paper recycling bin one day.
Very interesting technique to get the widths of the glyphs uniform without them looking ugly in most cases. OK, one can make it look bad if you know the “pain points” of the system, but in normal flowing texts, the fonts do look good.
The sane choice would be to leave.
Then it is high time to change this. It won’t get any better - it will get worse.
Well, your decision to finally leave that hellhole is overdue then.
I wonder where they are going to test those weapons. Maybe in Kyiv?
You forgot that they have English in school, too, sometimes starting in first grade already.
Siiski on sul õigus.
Maybe you should differ between those people in active service and ex-soldiers with PTSD and mental issues that makes them hear voices…
Excerpt from the US version of the Prayer of the Lord: “… and give us today our daily bread mass shooting …”
You speak English because it is the only language you know.
I speak English because it is the only language you know.
We are not the same.
Auf jeden Fall!
It is nice in chocolate desserts, pralinees, creams. Just imagine a buttercream cake where the buttercream has a hint of coffee flavor.
Good that we don’t do Halloween here.
I had a friend at university who got a job fixing cobol stuff before Y2K. The bank paid him extremely well, housed him in a luxury apartment during the job, and, as he had no driving licence, dropped in a car with free driver for him.