Not everyone can live in California wine country.

Most people live where it gets either dangerously hot or dangerously cold for large portions of the year.

Because I live in Texas and being outside in the summer for extended periods is dangerous.

Don’t research the sequel.

If he’s verbally abusive, violent, and keeps you locked up as a prisoner, he isn’t necessarily evil.

You can change him! Just be patient, accept him, and love him!

Unless you have an older machine, probably the Coke guy.

Coke wants to control what drinks are in the machine and what percentage of the take Coke gets, so they refill the machines.

We used to have an older machine on an old contract, and since we didn’t really care about the income from it we let Coke swap it for a new one they’d service.

About 2 months later, they said we weren’t selling enough drinks and took the new machine away.

Coca-Cola owns the machines, btw.

Don’t forget the rolling view counter and the guestbook!

Heard joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he’s depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain.

Doctor says, “Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up.”

Man bursts into tears. Says, “But doctor…I am Pagliacci.”

Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll on snare drum.

Curtains.

I might pay extra for that.

https://youtu.be/R5fBO-Ua2rk

Those are some expensive pickles.

For those who weren’t around at the time: The PS2 had a huge shortage of memory cards the first year or so. So you could buy games, but had to keep the console powered up 24/7 because you couldn’t save your games.

I ended up buying a 3rd party card, but since Sony didn’t officially allow them it came with a disc that launched an application that installed a driver in the local memory that allowed the card to function until the next power cycle. So you’d put in the driver disc, turn on the PS2, load the drivers, then swap discs to the game you wanted to play and pray that the game you were playing didn’t make use of the same memory addresses as the 3rd-party drivers.

As someone who works all day, commutes, and then has to sleep, I don’t understand this viewpoint.

What am I going to do with extra daylight after work? I’m still just going home and then to bed. It’s not like I’m taking an excursion to the lake at 8pm when I’ve got to be up at 5am to get ready for work.

Why is murder the crime they commit? How about financial crimes or permittless construction and demolition?

Killing people isn’t profitable compared to other crimes.

I could go blast fishing and have frozen crappie for the next year.

Are people required to know how their car works?

Do people have to understand chemistry to buy gasoline or mercury thermometers?

That’s simply not true. People can’t be expected to know what’s going on under the hood of services designed specifically to simplify things for non-technical users and conceal what’s under the hood.

My local officials are pretty protective of us.

At the same time, the state just passed a law limiting severance pay to municipal employees to 60 days, so that when they outlaw a bunch of our functions we also suffer when our jobs aren’t legal and nobody is hiring statewide.

I love some of the cities I’ve worked for, but God I hate the Texas state government.

Actually, I tend to order healthier options than what I cook. If I’m spending 30 dollars on lunch it isn’t gonna be fast food. I usually go with a salad bowl or something.

I work in municipal government.

I definitely use Uber Eats because I’m hungry, not lazy. That’s why I ise it exclusively from work, where I rarely get to take time for lunch, and instead have it delivered so I can mute my mic mid-meeting and eat.

I could meal-prep, but between getting up at 5am, getting home at 8pm, and helping out at my parent’s place on the weekends 200 miles away, I simply don’t have time to cook for work.