I would think using that service to plan a route ahead of time would be optimal…
I would think using that service to plan a route ahead of time would be optimal…
so does anyone know the story of Mary’s mother? I kinda wonder what her dad had to say…
cleaning the inside of those windshields was a real challenge, and you didn’t dare set anything on the dashboard because if it slid up near the windshield you wouldn’t be able to reach it…
or in other words…
“fake it 'til you make it”
I drove a taxi and dispatched for a couple of years back in the mid '80s. For ease of use, Street Guides were a drivers best friend, because they just gave you concise directions from the closest main road. For instance, if I wanted Elm street, I would find it quickly alphabetically, and it would tell me something like “Runs south from Main St, two blocks east of First Ave.” The driver would mainly just need a decent understanding of the main roads and how the numbering system for addresses worked, and they could just flip through it pretty quick without having to spread out a big map. The whole city fit into a neat little paperback book.
I had to take zinc supplements before oral surgery back in my late teens and they made it look like I was pissing Mountain Dew…
back in the late 80’s/early 90’s I did business with a salesman that sold automotive shop supplies whose name was Lance Boyle. I had been dealing with him for better than a year before the humor of his name finally dawned on me one day while I was on the phone with him placing an order and I had to laugh. He was cool about it and ragged on me for being a bit slow on the uptake…
Yes! Taste’s just like a Payday bar…
We came home one evening and discovered our 10lb wiener-pinscher had eaten a whole dish of Dove dark Chocolates while we were away. Easily a couple of dozen pieces… All that was left were little bits of foil wrappers all over the floor where he attempted to peel each one open. I’da really liked to have seen how he was doing that. We just knew he was fixin’ to die. Aside from looking guilty as hell, he showed zero signs of any ill effects. There’s no telling how much of the foil wrappers he ate either…
They taste just like those little wooden spoons we’d get with our ice cream cups
That one has to be my favorite death scene of the whole series. That show was sooo good…
geez… this is something my brain just does. They’re like earworms where my brain gets stuck in a loop or something. Drives me bonkers sometimes. And it’s not just swapping initial sounds. It could be swapping internal vowel sounds or ending syllables. It’s how Bradley Cooper has forever became Boodley Crapper in my fucked-up noggin…