This is not the greatest profile in the world, this is just a tribute. Here is me: http://imgur.com/r7tfAZV Actually am engineering guy, know a lot about physics as a result of my research. Ask me a question I WILL find the answer somehow.
This is not the greatest profile in the world, this is just a tribute. Here is me: http://imgur.com/r7tfAZV Actually am engineering guy, know a lot about physics as a result of my research. Ask me a question I WILL find the answer somehow.
Tis the shape, not the magnitude. Tis the attitude, not the jiggle. Yet. To say small is greater than large is a lie. They are two side of the same adonistic coin. Only in the other's shadow do either of them reach true greatness.
Even more so when you're not bready for it, really goes against the grain
Degenerate levels of head pats to be sure
Sentenced deserves more than a mere honorable for its animation, very nice moments sprinkled all through. And some very fun character work, a little AOT plus hmmmmn more grown up Fire Force energy, very nice.
How dare they castigate a truth-speaker
You heard the man. He jerks asses. A professional donkey handler. Asses gotta be jerked, and by god, he's the man for the job
Hey man, ya called feet 'fucking disgusting' it's fair to assume you had more than the typical 'not for me' issues.
And yeah, I've had partners that insisted in socks in bed, cause they hated feet just that much. I'm in full neutral. I like my feets to be bare cause thats how I grew up, but they simply arent sexual. They are like ankles, you feel me?
Now. Hands? Hands can be properly lewded.
Unfortunately I rotate like a boring drill while sleeping, so any eye mask I don is doomed to end up around my neck. Just jamming my head into the pillows and turning, until I hit the headboard bedrock and reset in my sleep.
Strong girl. Flan?
I just woke up to a sunbeam piercing the darkness of my basement only to land directly upon mine own two hungover eyes.
It's curtains for me, I'm afraid.
This is a rather.... Poor take. Take the poor, for example. What does a trip to the DMV, at minimum, cost? Time, a ride to the DMV. Brother, time is money and gas ain't cheap.
Add to that, those that don't have a home address. Have you ever tried to get an ID without a legal living situation? Do the homeless not deserve a voice?
Point being. In a process where engagement is already limited. Throwing up barriers counterproductive. I do not think people without IDs are stupid, but you might be.
Annihilate water, yes. Replaced with oil in the oven fry. Resistance to further simmering is not provided by dryness alone!
Protip, you can pull the same thing with mushrooms. Hardcore roast em before souping them. Mucho much flavor, better texture.
Oop forgot, bake at 400F for until pretty damn dark, in olive oil on sheetpans. Lil eggplant chippies in the broth!
Yes, to within an inch of their life.
Slice eggplant in halves, mandolin at thinnest setting.
Eggwash soak, bread in panko, fried garlic chips, and chunky grated parmesan.
The animation, pretty good. The world setup, intriguing. What they then do with that world: Execrable.
The protagonist needs contemporaries, growth outside of numbers, relationships with peers. Otherwise its just kinda boring.
Well, I say, perhaps his writing isnt the important bit: Its the story the writing is getting at. It feels boring and trite now, predictable. His core stories have crept in sideways through our culture; if you grew up on Lion King, Hamlet loses its punch a bit.
But also, about his prose, I appreciate the cheekiness of Shakespear's ruthless combinatorial confidence. 'Elbow'? Oh yes, go off king. It feels nice to know that Papa Popular says you can just make shit up as long as it scans.
I couldnt stop makin' soup. Soup, sandwich. Sandwich, soup.
Made a really delicious mushroom and fried eggplant soup recently. I dunno when I decided I was no longer making eggplant parmesan. But here we are with well fried eggplant: Surprisingly robust, not soggy in the broth, eggplant croutons.
The parking lot this lil patch is attached to is a graveyard of scrapers that flamed out. At least 3 separate broken implements between my car and the gate. Some, more impressive than I thought my neighbors possessed. I didn't think anyone in the tenement had a mattock, yet there was a broken one in the ice.
I used a Sawzall and a digging bar in the end.
War isn't terribly cool. Nothing about it is. War is an infuriating failure.
The coolness is injected, as artificial as red dye. Balm to the souls in it, bait to the souls outside, and a burial shroud for the bystander.
Two are good, two are bad.
It's Ashitaka vs. Jigo in the same way that it's Mononoke vs. Eboshi.
In the same way that it's Ashitaka + Mononoke vs. Eboshi + Jigo
One more player in the set of four. Jigo! The corrupt monk (spymaster I should say rather).
There are 4 character marked by red, he's the 4th.
2 women, 2 men.
Works with green wood, saplings, that kinda thing. The larger the diameter of the log, the more water and heat you gotta add to make it bendy bendy. The water is carrying the heat in to attack a very specific part of the wood.
Chemically, it's made of lignin and cellulose, the latter structure provides tensile strength between longitudinal lignin fibers.
With the internal glue softened, bends can be set. Then you allow it to cool in the position.
Eyes, nose, mouth coverings? Yes.
Sunscreen and oil problems, not so much. Bear spray very much is an oily liquid, so a layer of grease would probably do more to protect you than anything.
I know they use capsaicin compounds as their irritant, and that water does nothing to that. Where you could pour continuous water over yourself to clean off CS residue, you will require soap to cleanse oily capsaicin.
Ah, at my last workplace, the coffee machine was down 2 flights of stairs and across a whole wood shop. I'm a caffeine addict. Past 5:30 the machines were off, so I could jump over the horizontal bandsaw and slide under the extended table saw deck for a shortcut. No IR cameras inside, no safety incidents. Easily 6 trips a day, 2 of the parkour edition. Fun times
Now, if I could put a gym between me and coffee at home...
Yoooo 2 meters is fuckin' yuge, my 'little' brother hit 2.05m, I'm round about 1.95m. There is no disguising a 10cm disparity.
I've heard about 5'10" bragging about being 6'0", never even thought people would pull themselves up a whole 6"
Imagine if you will, they had paced the movie such that their mech was taken in for service after smacking down the Kaiju with the boat. If that had happened, we could have had a cool line about not managing to store a whole ship on the titan but having the next best thing, before they pulled out the *prototypical* sword.
But man... The way they did it... Made me mad I'll tell you what
Aye, aye. But! As someone with ADHD who has an overbearing mom who was always attempting to keep me focused and on task. I'm 30 now. And still I get this kind of thing.
The habits of youth need to be laid aside by both the parent and the child. While I have grown up and can sail my own ship through heavy weather, her questions and statements still show a deep distrust of my agency and ability.
So, yes, this may well be the origin of the dynamic. That it persists is explicable, not excusable.
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For Christmas when I was 14, I got 2 big sacks of bituminous coal. I was delighted, as I had been raiding the fireplace for charcoal all year.
2 sacks of coal didnt get me very far. That's only like, 2 knives, a spear, and some hooks for my tongs. Probably should have been more but I was very enthusiastic with my heat at the time
Myeh, depends on the dog, just like people. Some dogs chew their food, some dogs dont know what they put in their mouth until it hits their tail.
The former dont go down to chicken bones, the latter end up eating dropped lug nuts in midair.
This dog looks like he knows whats up, no desperate munching. Hes just waiting patiently. Trained? Natural disposition? Who knows
Ah yes, the arm wrestling style folks. My cousin had a big phase going in for arm wrestling, from which I learned the ropes.
And also, I didn't put this in the comment above to avoid an 'appeal to authority' situation but: The guy in red is Devon Larratt. World Champion. His technique is bang on every time. While his conditioning is freakish, he just understands when to lock and mock, and when to push. He'll start just focused on letting them burn energy. Then the hydraulics activate.