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How do you know if she actually shows up?I am reconsidering portions of my will.View attachment 136975
Don't people that you pay to do their job, actually deliver the services they were contracted for?How do you know if she actually shows up?
“They?”It’s when they argue with themselves that you really need to start getting worried..
They do...mostly.... but I suspect if they knew I'm not gonna come back to demand my service, the percentage of those who do will be cut down significantly.Don't people that you pay to do their job, actually deliver the services they were contracted for?
Legit question tho. I could live 30-40 more years easy.
Might improve it.Plus, I'm hoping that by the time I finally shuffle off this mortal coil she won't look anything like that. That would kind of ruin the effect, don't you think?
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I can't count the number of times I replayed The Wall's double album set. Never saw the videos or the movie. But like flyingcheesehead says, it has many layers to it and a deep cohesive story. Read the plot section about it on wikipedia. It is an amazing piece of work both as a storyline and as individual song tracks.On the surface, it's not nearly as cool as most of Pink Floyd's other stuff. It's a lot angrier. But it's also a lot deeper, IMO. If you listen to it enough times, and especially if you watch the videos and/or movie multiple times, there's many layers to it.
It's definitely not great for more casual listening, though. I'll take DSOTM any day of the week.
And when you listen to it frequently as a teenager amidst the backdrop of the Berlin Wall coming down, there's other parallel meanings to it as well.I can't count the number of times I replayed The Wall's double album set. Never saw the videos or the movie. But like flyingcheesehead says, it has many layers to it and a deep cohesive story. Read the plot section about it on wikipedia. It is an amazing piece of work both as a storyline and as individual song tracks.
But...it didn't shrink?!?!?
Unfortunately there are many in the first group who don’t know it.
How do you know? Have you seen them when you were out there sliding around too?Unfortunately there are many in the first group who don’t know it.
They wander back and forth, never actually getting completely in one lane, so I can’t get around them to build up proper speed for a good slide. Or they drive 20 mph on dry pavement because there’s snow in the ditch.How do you know? Have you seen them when you were out there sliding around too?
I have a story.How do you know?
I'm not sure that being on I-70 around Salina, KS at any point in time is a "win", lol.Back in my HS and college days there was no such thing as traction control, stability control, or ABS, and most cars were RWD. We just had to learn how to make it work, and energy management was usually the key.
I needed to drive from CO Springs back to the KC area but a blizzard had moved through and I-70 was closed for a few days. Plows were getting stuck because drifts were building up behind them faster than they could plow ahead. Eventually a single lane was opened and I headed out. Maybe 20 mph most of the way. Pretty much like driving in a bobsled run with high walls of snow on either side. I got in line behind a semi and blowing snow made it really hard to see much of anything. Since it was single lane there was no way for anyone to get too stupid.
Just inside the KS border the blizzard had changed from snow to freezing rain and had left at least an inch of ice on the road surface. We did have 2 lanes by then. But the ice was very thick except for two ruts in each lane where tires had worn through down to the pavement. By then it was about 1:30 am. We were still moving about 30 mph and we were all in our ruts like slot cars. I saw headlights in my left side mirror moving up on me, at what I thought was way too fast for the conditions. He passed me and his rear bumper was about even with my front bumper. I could see he wasn’t in the ruts, he was offset just a bit. Then I saw the back wiggle just a bit and I backed off the gas. I remember thinking, “You’re OK as long as you don’t touch the brakes.” And then I saw his brake lights blink on and the car swapped ends. He slid into the median sideways and the wheels dug into about 8-10” of snow from the previous storm and the car ended up on the roof. I pulled over onto the right shoulder and fought that ice the whole way. I stepped out of my car and both feet went out from under me and I ended up flat on my back in the right lane of I-70 near Salina KS at 1:30 in the morning. I managed to swim back onto the shoulder without getting squashed by a truck.
Turn out nobody was hurt. Three pax were sleeping and woke up upside down. That layer of snow and low speed really made for a gentle rollover.
Good times.
Happens. Every. Time. I can't tell you how many times that exact same scenario happened to me when I was a truck driver.I have a story.
Driving a RWD car on a highway covered with snow, I decided 30mph was about as fast as I should go. Right lane, hazards on.
Guy in a 4WD pick-up pulls behind me, fhashing his lights visibly annoyed with my speed. Swerves into the left lane, gunning the throttle while flipping me off. 100 feet or so ahead, decides to slam on his brakes, losing control and slamming into the guardrail.
It always is. I'm definitely in the "go out and play in the snow" crowd and I'm thinking about energy, friction, and all the vectors thereof the whole time. I think that's maybe the whole reason I went to school for engineering.Back in my HS and college days there was no such thing as traction control, stability control, or ABS, and most cars were RWD. We just had to learn how to make it work, and energy management was usually the key.
Reminds me of this:I needed to drive from CO Springs back to the KC area but a blizzard had moved through and I-70 was closed for a few days. Plows were getting stuck because drifts were building up behind them faster than they could plow ahead. Eventually a single lane was opened and I headed out. Maybe 20 mph most of the way. Pretty much like driving in a bobsled run with high walls of snow on either side.
Now I just stay home with a cat on me.Happens. Every. Time. I can't tell you how many times that exact same scenario happened to me when I was a truck driver.
The most entertaining was on I-65 southbound in Indiana on a night where 45 was the highest speed I hit on a trip from Wausau (central WI) to Indianapolis. It was "second winter" which comes after "first spring" so the ground was soft but there was a fresh layer of ice and snow on top of it. I see this guy coming up behind me in a pickup truck with a lot of, um, "compensation accessories" going at least 75 mph. He managed to get into the left (unplowed) lane OK, but the air wave coming off the front of the truck even at 45mph was enough to destabilize him and he completely bit it right in front of me, spinning into the right lane, back into the left, and hitting the median sideways. The surface off the side of the road wasn't enough to roll him, but it was enough to rip all four tires off the rims and I heard "BABAM! BABAM!" as the front and then the rear tires got torn off. He finally ended up in the northbound lanes, facing north, still upright but with no tires.
It always is. I'm definitely in the "go out and play in the snow" crowd and I'm thinking about energy, friction, and all the vectors thereof the whole time. I think that's maybe the whole reason I went to school for engineering.
Reminds me of this:
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That's taken from the driver's seat of a semi, so that snow is high!
Idaho, BTW. Welcome to Idaho. Lookout Pass.
Dunno which way the causation goes, but I have a fond memory of two other engineers and I at Lakehurst leaving work early on a snowy day to go out and play on the unplowed streets of one of the little shore towns that's pretty much empty in the winter in our cars (two 280Zs and a Celica).It always is. I'm definitely in the "go out and play in the snow" crowd and I'm thinking about energy, friction, and all the vectors thereof the whole time. I think that's maybe the whole reason I went to school for engineering.
But, a friend of mine can count his hair, because there isn't very much left...
I can’t, but the good news is I don’t need a heated toilet seat in the wintertime.But, a friend of mine can count his hair, because there isn't very much left...
TMI...I can’t, but the good news is I don’t need a heated toilet seat in the wintertime.
I know that sign well! It welcomed me to Idaho when I moved back here this past summer, and I’ve been skiing a lot at Lookout Pass ski area this winter-the sign is less than a mile awayHappens. Every. Time. I can't tell you how many times that exact same scenario happened to me when I was a truck driver.
The most entertaining was on I-65 southbound in Indiana on a night where 45 was the highest speed I hit on a trip from Wausau (central WI) to Indianapolis. It was "second winter" which comes after "first spring" so the ground was soft but there was a fresh layer of ice and snow on top of it. I see this guy coming up behind me in a pickup truck with a lot of, um, "compensation accessories" going at least 75 mph. He managed to get into the left (unplowed) lane OK, but the air wave coming off the front of the truck even at 45mph was enough to destabilize him and he completely bit it right in front of me, spinning into the right lane, back into the left, and hitting the median sideways. The surface off the side of the road wasn't enough to roll him, but it was enough to rip all four tires off the rims and I heard "BABAM! BABAM!" as the front and then the rear tires got torn off. He finally ended up in the northbound lanes, facing north, still upright but with no tires.
It always is. I'm definitely in the "go out and play in the snow" crowd and I'm thinking about energy, friction, and all the vectors thereof the whole time. I think that's maybe the whole reason I went to school for engineering.
Reminds me of this:
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That's taken from the driver's seat of a semi, so that snow is high!
Idaho, BTW. Welcome to Idaho. Lookout Pass.
TMI...