For the non-Brits, who is this guy?
For the non-Brits, who is this guy?
My first question was, “why is he apologizing now?” It could be that he started taking his meds, or that he feels bad about the War on Gaza, but if you read the article, he has an album dropping in mid-January. This feels like his publicist made him apologize, not like he’s actually sorry for anything or doing better. Considering how recently he was still spouting crazy bullshit, I’d say this is just a case of $$$$$.
We have Alfred and Mrs. Doubtfire.
When I worked at a liquor store in the early 2000’s, we were sent to liquor/wine tastings every couple of months or so. The owner didn’t like schmoozing with salespeople, plus it was a good way to make sure we knew what we were selling. It was also a test to make sure you could hold your liquor and remain professional. Distributors would often regularly bring new products into the store for whichever staff was there to try.
I have the same problem. Logged out of Jerboa because it was choking on itself and I can’t log back in. Been about 36 hours since the whole thing started and 24 hours Ive been unable to log into the app. About to start checking out other apps.
With breaks.
A real Jewish-style everything bagel, chive cream cheese, lox, more lox, tomato, sweet raw onion, cucumber, open- faced. Don’t have to worry about your breath if it’s your last meal!
Paul Simon, Crazy Love. The line is “sad as a lonely, little wrinkled balloon.” Even as a kid, I always found that image so evocative.
None of them are hemmed, because they don’t fray. If you’re worried about it, try gently rubbing at the edge of it. Threads won’t come off in your hand either. Microfiber is just the size of the thread used, these are 100% polyester and completely machine washable.
I want to agree with you, but I think the minimum number of ingredients has to be three. Otherwise, the unbelievably sad bowl of iceberg lettuce and Italian dressing that was served to me would qualify as a salad and I simply cannot allow that to be.
Normally, I sleep too deeply to remember my dreams. I only remember them if I wake during them. However, if I don’t completely awaken, sometimes I can go right back into the dream, but I have some autonomy now and some control over the narrative. Like, I know it’s a TV show and I can change the script. I’ve always been able to do it, I feel like it’s a trade off for nearly never remembering my dreams.
We used Hello Fresh. Both my partner and I had basic cooking skills, but were not very good cooks. He was also a very picky eater. Hello Fresh reduced the overwhelming amount of recipes in the world down to a more reasonable number to choose from. As we kept going, we started to see the same techniques, like reduction sauces, happen in new configurations and we started to understand how they work, not just follow the instructions. It also helped my partner overcome a lot of his pickiness by being in control of what recipes we had each week, allowing him to explore new ingredients when he felt comfortable.
One of the skills my dad taught me that I’ve been the most grateful for over the years that is generally considered a "male "skill is to take things apart and use tools to fix them. My dad has two daughters, so he showed us how to do the stuff he loved. Power tools, electrical work, not being afraid to take out the screw and see how it works and if you can fix it. Not as many things are simply mechanical as they were in the 90’s, but it taught me to be curious and unafraid of exploration and capable in a way that continually surprises the people around me.