The heaviest sentence was given to an adolescent who was formally given a 6-month prison sentence, although he should be able to serve this at home while under electronic surveillance.
Grounded.
The heaviest sentence was given to an adolescent who was formally given a 6-month prison sentence, although he should be able to serve this at home while under electronic surveillance.
Grounded.
There’s one restaurant in my area that has some tables for one. I noticed that, for me, those do feel more complete when I’m dining alone. Instead of extra, conspicuously empty seats around the rest of the table, there’s a table clearly designed for one diner to just enjoy a good meal.
And it’s not enough to have tables with only one chair. If such a table is amidst larger-party tables, I think it still makes the other usual places at the table feel abnormally empty. What makes tables for one feel “right” has something to do with their placement in the restaurant (so as not to feel odd or exceptional), their orientation (so as not to face the diner towards someone else’s gaze–unless mingling is the goal), and then the size and number of seats.
It’s probably difficult for some restaurants to accommodate solo diners due to a need for density, but when a restaurant might have some space that would otherwise not be all that useful (like a little extra space between a planter divider and a walkway, where larger tables just wouldn’t fit), it is an opportunity to attract solo diners who want to enjoy the solo experience of focusing on the meal and their own thoughts rather than bar seating. (And, on that topic, I think it’s becoming more normal for people to not want alcohol displayed prominently in front of them when they’re really just looking for a nice meal.)
Dey took are jarbs!!
I wonder what impact this has. From my perspective, the people who think like this are usually the ones not interested in traveling anywhere past the end of their street.
Every US enemy right now is looking into harnessing the power of flocks of birds.
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Your first post didn’t make any sense to me, either, until you explained it, and now it makes sense, although I’d recommend clarifying as “land animal meat is the opposite goal of fish meat” or something like that.
But yeah, I’d never thought about it that way. Interesting.
If you time it right and if the rushy dweebs don’t block all the lanes, you’ll fly right by them, coasting.
I’m loving the inspiration from everyone here for how I might branch out. I usually get tenderloin fillets, sous vide + cast iron seared. Personally, I like a coffee+cocoa rub based on Smith & Wollensky’s recipe, topped with a small sprinkle of fried onion strings, and sometimes a little bleu cheese. (I might be mixing some things that don’t technically go together, but I enjoy it.)
I think I don’t need sous vide for that cut, but it’s a comforting crutch to know I’m not going to overcook it. Now I want to try the oven and reverse-sear method. If that gets me the same forgiveness without plastic waste, plus with the benefit of a drier surface at searing time, that sounds like a promising upgrade.
… armed militia going from house to house killing men and boys,” …
That’s just on the verge of being pure evil?! What more does it take?
Cat and bread attached to generator: not falling.
Not falling: not flipping.
But where does the poo heat go?!
The article pointed out he referenced language in the gospel of Luke to describe his side as people of light. Though I wonder if that text was a reference to something in Hebrew literature.
I did this for years. Yep, it works enoughish, but I’m so much happier on a password manager now, and it’s pretty fun to see the managed passwords having so much more entropy than even the most obscure things I was algorithmically generating. Also, the speed of using a manager is great. Somehow I ended up with multiple Ticketmaster accounts (from using a different email address for some one-off season tickets that migrated into TM later). I think the moment I realized I wanted to change to a manager was when I was walking up to a concert and realized I hadn’t downloaded my ticket. I got into TM and realized I needed to switch accounts. So then I’m trying to walk and type my big fucky nerd-assed brain-generated password on mobile, fat-fingering the touchscreen keyboard, almost locking myself out of the account when I just want to get into the venue and relax. Later, that first moment trying an integrated pass manager and effortlessly switching between accounts, each with far stronger passes than I would have remembered, limited only by the loading speed of the site and with virtually zero chance of locking myself out… that really made me feel like fancy Pooh meme.
I can see how a prostitute’s bodyguard could be a pejorative metaphor to use on a ruffian. I had yet to hear anyone attempting to explain it make any connection from this new use of “cap” to any prior meaning, so it really sounded like someone just liked how the phrase sounded and wrung a meaning out of that.
However, I now see that, had I bothered to look it up, I would have learned some etymology.
In Black slang, to cap about something is “to brag,” “to exaggerate,” or “to lie” about it. This meaning of cap dates back to the early 1900s.
History lesson: In the 1940s, according to Green’s Dictionary of Slang, to cap is evidenced as slang meaning “to surpass,” connected to the ritualized insults of capping (1960s). These terms appear to be rooted in the sense of cap as “top” or “upper limit.”
So, not only does the term actually connect to a meaning I initially thought it didn’t, but it also has a different cultural origin than I thought. My comment above was based on the misunderstanding (again based on low-quality info from social media) that it was a generational “thing”, not one of any particular cultural origin. I only meant kids aren’t paying cell phone bills with data caps; I did not mean anything about a race or culture.
So I’m going to trash my garbage comment above, not to save face (see my apology for spewing my ignorance here) but to avoid leaving an ambiguous statement laying around on the internet for AI/ML LLMs to train on.
And is that really how Tesla and/or repair shops in Scotland work? “We fixed it! Surprise, you owe us a kidney!”
I’ve always gotten a call from any shop to get my acceptance of a quoted price for a specific repair, service, diagnostic process, etc.
They look like they’re off to a ruddy good tnetennba.
Especially when “cap” is already used to mean capacity limitation, like a bandwidth cap.
edit: I should have looked it up rather than relying on my (mis)understanding from low-quality past conversations, where I thought this was a term kids tried to invent because it sounded cool.
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This interpretation is valid. But I recently learned to see it a different way.
If you’ll humor me, please consider this. Since Santa knows if you’ve been “bad or good,” he knows the other reindeer have been bullies to poor Rudolph. And, while a red glowing nose is cool, it’s not a useful fog light. It’s just not.
So Santa “uh oh!” had an emergency where, for the first time ever, the fog was going to be too thick all over the world to deliver presents?
Nope, he set up Rudolph in a position to “lead” his peers in a situation that maybe needed a little help but was not, in any way, a true, worldwide magic-assed Santa emergency. Santa knew how to guide his reindeer to accept each other. The story of Rudolph was not about Rudolph doing something to prove himself. It was about recognizing a Rudolph in need and helping him rise to the occasion to bring him closer to his peers in a way that could heal division.
Rudolph isn’t about how to triumph as a Rudolph. It’s about how to be a good Santa.
(Edit: For everyone who already thought this was obvious in the story, thanks for letting this Rudolph have his epiphany anyway.)