Donny always needs about tree fitty.
Donny always needs about tree fitty.
Ok so strictly speaking it was a specific mustard colored rectangular Tupperware bowl that often held soup leftovers in the fridge. Occasionally it held popcorn. For a small child who was sick and couldn’t reliably get over a toilet to puke, it was the designated “puke bowl.” For the record, I don’t believe poop knives actually exist, but in this instance, your wife is correct.
You mean the popcorn container/puke bowl?
Volunteered at a hospital in 10th grade for community service. Walked home 2.5 miles each time, partially along an expressway. I wasn’t allowed to have a cell phone because of the evils of screens (the Nokias had just switched to color, god forbid). It would’ve been weird not to walk home and wait hours until a parent was free when I lived that close. Shoutout to the eternally on-duty 7-11 employee Ray who sold me Gatorades.
Nobody’s mentioned the sensory overload that is Buc-ee’s yet?
I’ve had good results with the cushionlab car-specific one. I know they make a regular one, but the car seat shape works great on the particular mesh chair I have for some reason. Getting out for an occasional walk helps a lot too, even 10 minutes.
Here’s what happened to me before the ACA: I started grad school at ange 22 in a state where my parents’ coverage didn’t work, and therefore had to buy into the school plan through Blue Cross (may they forever burn in hell). For an entire year, I paid for all medical care out of pocket PLUS paid for an insurance plan, so that after a year Blue Cross would go “ok, I guess you paid enough to get on our plan for next year.” This is to say nothing of the ensuing years spent fighting tooth and fucking nail with Blue Cross over literally every medical decision my providers made. Absolutely nothing went without needing an appeal or a peer-to-peer due to “pre-existing condition.” The ACA made some of this easier, but Blue Cross figured out they could do stuff like drop drug coverage from their formulary to “pass on savings,” which brought back the need to do peer-to-peer on literally everything to get a high-copay “formulary exemption,” etc. It’s going to be a nightmare you can’t possibly imagine.
“Illegals smuggle our patriotic, expensive insulin out of the US, and we gotta build a wall facing the other direction to keep them in this time! We’ll use tariffs to get Mexico to pay for it!”
That’s great info! On a related note: I was treated at an allergy doctor’s office for what they thought was mild asthma, but it actually turned out to be really, really bad “silent GERD” (stomach acid getting into my lungs) that asthma meds actually made worse. Never hurts to check for both!
People at my spouse’s workplace were high-fiving each other on Wednesday. This country is just a goddamn middle school.
Damn, and there goes my FDR crutches monogramming Etsy along with it
“I didn’t expect the leopards to eat MY face” says voter who voted for the Face-eating Leopard party (paraphrased).
You don’t wanna know
I was offered $21/hr to remote work at some google outsourced company for one of their LLM projects. It was going to be grueling work, full-time, no benefits. It took about 120 applications (two responses) to even get there, and they ghosted me after a second interview. It’s awful out there and I feel for you 100%. Best of luck, genuinely.
The intent was the problem. They knew what they were doing.
Nailed it. People are still mad that Obama made it into the White House and we’re forever going to pay for it. And a black woman running for president? Americans all saw Trump’s serious cognitive decline — I don’t doubt that any outside of a hardcore few didn’t — but America made for damn sure it wouldn’t be Kamala.
Tradition dear boy
And I’d like to wish every 3rd party voter a very hemorrhagic stroke
Always liked Power Pete, and if you don’t have vertigo, the Descent series.