I'm looking into buying my own place and... holy shit, what is this fucking nightmare? Even if I set aside the fact that matchboxes full of mold are being sold at what must be seven times their actual worth, there's a minefield of junk fees, bullshit sleight of hand and bad faith to manoeuvre through. I just want to buy a house, not sell my soul to Santa!
I'm thinking a tin shack in Queensland among the tree frogs is the best solution.
I guess this over-entitled team owner is angling for a new Las Vegas stadium subsidy:
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The nearly 60-year-old
multipurpose park was always a terrible place to watch a baseball game, with seats ridiculously distant from the action, but in recent years the experience has only gotten worse. During one game, the stadium flooded with sewage. On another occasion, the lights went out. Feral animals roamed the increasingly vacant corridors. Then, for the 2022 season, Fisher doubled season ticket
prices. Meanwhile, he and MLB
commissioner Rob Manfred shed crocodile tears over the lack of fan support in Oakland. But what kind of product
have Fisher and MLB been asking fans to pay for? In a nutshell, the A’s stink. Last year they turned in the worst record in baseball by losing 112 of their 162 games. They scored 339 fewer runs than they gave up to opponents. This record was the
product not of chance, but design. The team payroll last season of $43 million ranked dead last in the league, 12% of the leagueleading New York Mets (who, to be fair, hardly made the most of their $334-million payroll, losing nearly 54% of their games). The best-paid player on the A’s, shortstop Aledmys Diaz, batted .229 last year and has started this season on the injured list.
I strangely very rarely go to Toronto. It’s four hours on the train from here and five by car I guess, this kinda a reason. I get to Montréal a lot more regularly, Vancouver (like 5+ hours by plane) more often than Toronto...
I know there’s coolish stuff there but I dunno... Might be that I spent a lot of my childhood closer to it but I just tend to think of it as kinda a generic city, not really a place to visit. Am looking forward to seeing Trix and the Southern Ontario Wonketariat tho.
Up at about 3 this morning. I tried to go back to sleep, but that wasn't going to happen, so I'm up, a pleasant hour catching up on Wonkette, and then off to do my early morning at work.
“This is the kind of testimony that makes it impossible to come back from,” defense lawyer Todd Blanche said. “How can we come back from this in a way that’s fair to President Trump?”
So, Todd. Here's what you do. First, invent a time machine. Then go back in time and convince the dumbass that rawdogging a porn star while your wife is home with her newborn is probably not a good idea.
Or better yet, go back further to a certain night and yell at his daddy, "Pull out, Fred! Pull out! Think of the country!" Can you do that? That'd be swell!
Where "woke" == "why are these people asking about my sketchy machine learning, data hoovering company that really doesn't do much but suck up citizen's data?"
It's amusing and amazing these idiots blame everything on "woke" now, it blows my mind. They could blame it on empathy I suppose but that didn't poll as well I guess.
Yesterday morning I went down stairs and there was a note on the computer from hubby that he had no dinner the night before, because there wasn't any angel hair pasta nor a frozen lasagna, so he did not even eat.
And it was early, and I was all...whut...whatevers, and tossed it as you do.
When I got home from work yesterday I was all...dude, what was with that note? Like what did you want me to even do at that point? You were the one who did the grocery shopping for cryin out loud. And he was all what, you expect me to write the shopping list too?????
So I checked the pantry. Box of angel hair 2/3 sitting right there behind the crackers. Checked the freezer. Not one, but TWO frozen lasagnas were in the front, third shelf down.
I plunked all three on his TV table right in front of him, then went off to finish the veggie garden, a'whistlin.
Moral of the story: Isn't one, just found the entire thing extremely entertaining, once I got over the annoyance to being met with a note like that at 6 in the am
Jen, I get great enjoyment from this and you might, too: when that certain person is peering at the refrigerator, pityingly asking *me*, across the room, where some desired item is, I reply, "you're a lot closer than I am, why ask me?" 😹
Just for whatever reason, he thinks his food is my responsibility. I am not sure what more he wants from me other than cooking dinner. If he chooses to have something else though, I feel that is a him problem
We alternate dinners, but I noticed that the expectation is that on "my nights" we have a complete dinner, and that it will be yummy, and maybe leftovers for one of us to take to work the next day. On his nights we get (except for a few special occasions) "healthy yet unappealing" bachelor recipes with no leftovers because they're icky.
Also, I am expected to provide the "extra" food--like snack or component items. Salsa or cheese to have around? Cinnamon bread? That's me.
I make the list and usually do the shopping. This weekend I asked him to do it cause I was gardening, finally, and zomg my new shade garden is looking pretty nice for a first year garden ^.^ When it fills in, it will be even better, assuming everyone comes back next year and spreads
You could take a week and leave a few strands of angel hair pasta each day in unexpected places: his shoes, his underwear drawer, his jacket pocket, etc.
In my ongoing quest to round out my cinematic literacy to the point I can pass for human, I finally watched Brokeback Mountain...
(... very vague spoilers...)
... fucking hell that was sad. Pretty landscapes though.
I often get strangely claustrophobic or something watching stuff whose set decorators remind me competently of the 70s or 80s, like the later scenes of that film do. Not quite sure why. I guess maybe they weren’t really great decades for me, but I think it might be more the realization that they were such a different time, and are now such distant ones. Seeing into someone else’s living room and there’s a huge console television you’d need a crane to move in there, it’s like the temporal analogue of vertigo.
We got one kinda the same way! It was in our grandparents’ basement because they’d got a new one thinking the old one didn’t work anymore. My grandfather said I could take it and I got my parents to haul it home and it turned out the tuner just needed cleaning, (which I did myself). Huge thing made out of I figure most of a mahogany grove.
You have to understand these are the workers who dropped a fuselage assembly (like, a third of the plane!) off from the overhead crane moving it around the assembly plant. Destroyed the thing, but managed to not kill anyone. BUT, and here is the important part, they are non-union!
So, I don't know this because we don't do "high school graduations" in the UK, but what time do they normally take place? And where is Barron's school? Is it possible he can do both these things?
It looks like the timing should work, considering that trump has a trash jet, and the graduation is at 10 AM (odd time, per my experience as a HS graduate, sister and mother of HS graduates). However, it's clear that trump won't have time to spend with Barron after the ceremony (which may be to Barron's liking for all we know), and this dinner gives him a good excuse to get away from family and spend it with s̵u̵c̵k̵e̵r̵s̵ donors.
I'm looking into buying my own place and... holy shit, what is this fucking nightmare? Even if I set aside the fact that matchboxes full of mold are being sold at what must be seven times their actual worth, there's a minefield of junk fees, bullshit sleight of hand and bad faith to manoeuvre through. I just want to buy a house, not sell my soul to Santa!
I'm thinking a tin shack in Queensland among the tree frogs is the best solution.
having recently been through the process, can concur.
the number of people who want to get a taste of the sale is fucking ridiculous.
I guess this over-entitled team owner is angling for a new Las Vegas stadium subsidy:
----
The nearly 60-year-old
multipurpose park was always a terrible place to watch a baseball game, with seats ridiculously distant from the action, but in recent years the experience has only gotten worse. During one game, the stadium flooded with sewage. On another occasion, the lights went out. Feral animals roamed the increasingly vacant corridors. Then, for the 2022 season, Fisher doubled season ticket
prices. Meanwhile, he and MLB
commissioner Rob Manfred shed crocodile tears over the lack of fan support in Oakland. But what kind of product
have Fisher and MLB been asking fans to pay for? In a nutshell, the A’s stink. Last year they turned in the worst record in baseball by losing 112 of their 162 games. They scored 339 fewer runs than they gave up to opponents. This record was the
product not of chance, but design. The team payroll last season of $43 million ranked dead last in the league, 12% of the leagueleading New York Mets (who, to be fair, hardly made the most of their $334-million payroll, losing nearly 54% of their games). The best-paid player on the A’s, shortstop Aledmys Diaz, batted .229 last year and has started this season on the injured list.
weird how the owner of the damn team is not responsible for the upkeeps of their own fucking stadiums
"Feral animals roamed the increasingly vacant corridors."
The transfer market was slack.
It was when a raccoon threw a rare home team home run back onto the field that people sat up and took notice.
Man, fuck this shit. No more subsidies for billionaires.
I strangely very rarely go to Toronto. It’s four hours on the train from here and five by car I guess, this kinda a reason. I get to Montréal a lot more regularly, Vancouver (like 5+ hours by plane) more often than Toronto...
I know there’s coolish stuff there but I dunno... Might be that I spent a lot of my childhood closer to it but I just tend to think of it as kinda a generic city, not really a place to visit. Am looking forward to seeing Trix and the Southern Ontario Wonketariat tho.
Up at about 3 this morning. I tried to go back to sleep, but that wasn't going to happen, so I'm up, a pleasant hour catching up on Wonkette, and then off to do my early morning at work.
*waves* How many hours sleep did you bank?
Hey, sweetheart!
Stormy Weather:
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“This is the kind of testimony that makes it impossible to come back from,” defense lawyer Todd Blanche said. “How can we come back from this in a way that’s fair to President Trump?”
So, Todd. Here's what you do. First, invent a time machine. Then go back in time and convince the dumbass that rawdogging a porn star while your wife is home with her newborn is probably not a good idea.
Or better yet, go back further to a certain night and yell at his daddy, "Pull out, Fred! Pull out! Think of the country!" Can you do that? That'd be swell!
Oh, there's my old phrase: "If only Fred trump had done what Donnie wanted to do with NATO...pulled out."
Fair? Just because you're a shitty attorney doesn't mean Dipshit Donnie isn't getting treated fairly.
Are they trying to shoot for a mistrial due to incompetent defence? Is that a thing?
"fair"? Do fuck off, you gutter-running turd-scrumper.
What's the expression? Truth hurts?
lol
In a way that's fair.
Fair? How about all the contempt of court? Fuck off.
Fair?
Like, firing squad?
p.s., the new temp name is brilliant.
It amused me soooo much I just hadda
Where "woke" == "why are these people asking about my sketchy machine learning, data hoovering company that really doesn't do much but suck up citizen's data?"
𝗣𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗿'𝘀 𝗖𝗘𝗢 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀 '𝘄𝗼𝗸𝗲' 𝗮 '𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝗣𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗿, 𝗔𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗮 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱'
Oh, and Alex Karp's forecasts disappoint the market after strong revenue growth
https://www.theregister.com/2024/05/07/palantirs_forecasts_disappoint_the_market/?td=rt-3a
Palantir needs to be nuked from orbit.
What is "a form of a thin pagan religion"? This guy's use of language is...odd.
It sounded better in the original German.
Oh! Interesting.
He’s down with thicker religions.
It's amusing and amazing these idiots blame everything on "woke" now, it blows my mind. They could blame it on empathy I suppose but that didn't poll as well I guess.
It means they can literally blame anything and everything, or absolutely nothing at all. It's a protean snarl term that has no fixed meaning.
Victors celebrate 70th anniversary of Dien Bien Phu:
https://substack.com/profile/157455618-wobbly/note/c-55846393?utm_source=notes-share-action&r=2lqtj6
A pretty crappy week for Boeing. Again.
𝗙𝗮𝘂𝗹𝘁𝘆 𝘃𝗮𝗹𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗿’𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘄 𝗹𝗮𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗵
NASA says May 17 is the soonest astronauts could launch on Boeing's Starliner spacecraft.
https://arstechnica.com/space/2024/05/faulty-valve-scuttles-starliners-first-crew-launch/
*Printer begins spewing out astronaut resumes*
"Hey, Bob, is there a bolt missing here?"
"I was wondering where this bolt went."
"Hey look, they gave us an extra in case we needed it!"
"Oh, you know how it is -- you put stuff together and you always have parts left over."
Schroedinger's nuts: either parts left over, or dropped on the floor and bounced to never be seen again.
"Well, we have the allen wrench ... just in case ..."
ok funny story time. Well, it is funny to me.
Yesterday morning I went down stairs and there was a note on the computer from hubby that he had no dinner the night before, because there wasn't any angel hair pasta nor a frozen lasagna, so he did not even eat.
And it was early, and I was all...whut...whatevers, and tossed it as you do.
When I got home from work yesterday I was all...dude, what was with that note? Like what did you want me to even do at that point? You were the one who did the grocery shopping for cryin out loud. And he was all what, you expect me to write the shopping list too?????
So I checked the pantry. Box of angel hair 2/3 sitting right there behind the crackers. Checked the freezer. Not one, but TWO frozen lasagnas were in the front, third shelf down.
I plunked all three on his TV table right in front of him, then went off to finish the veggie garden, a'whistlin.
Moral of the story: Isn't one, just found the entire thing extremely entertaining, once I got over the annoyance to being met with a note like that at 6 in the am
Have you checked your fella's sell by date?
Yes--what was the point of informing you in that way that he cannot forage for himself (and knowing food was available)?
I am laughing at this so much, but you needn't tell him that!
She should. "Hey, honey, all my internet friends are laughing at you."
Omg, I want this to happen.
Jen, I get great enjoyment from this and you might, too: when that certain person is peering at the refrigerator, pityingly asking *me*, across the room, where some desired item is, I reply, "you're a lot closer than I am, why ask me?" 😹
Tell 'em it's behind the milk!
It is always behind the milk, even when the milk is in the door shelf
If you want to become a tradwife, you have to think of these things in advance.
He's a lucky man, that's all I can say.
aw I am lucky too. He's terribly sweet at times.
Just for whatever reason, he thinks his food is my responsibility. I am not sure what more he wants from me other than cooking dinner. If he chooses to have something else though, I feel that is a him problem
We alternate dinners, but I noticed that the expectation is that on "my nights" we have a complete dinner, and that it will be yummy, and maybe leftovers for one of us to take to work the next day. On his nights we get (except for a few special occasions) "healthy yet unappealing" bachelor recipes with no leftovers because they're icky.
Also, I am expected to provide the "extra" food--like snack or component items. Salsa or cheese to have around? Cinnamon bread? That's me.
Are we talking dry baked chicken, side of broccoli dude-meals?
That's the good one. We also sometimes "enjoy" "potassium blow-out" which is a plain baked potato, lima beans, and a banana for dessert.
I do love him very much, however.
Well, at least you guys won't have leg cramps at night. Bonus!
I make the list and usually do the shopping. This weekend I asked him to do it cause I was gardening, finally, and zomg my new shade garden is looking pretty nice for a first year garden ^.^ When it fills in, it will be even better, assuming everyone comes back next year and spreads
"Come back next year and spread" is going to be my sign-off for invitations now.
Back in the day when I did online roll play, I did a joke character that was ambient moss who was always trying to spread their spores.
Was funny
*That* Angel Hair was already opened, so stale.
You can't expect us to find things that are right in front of our faces.
In his defense, the pasta was behind another box.
edit: though mind, I store em end up, so the box was taller than the crackers
Which is how I spotted it right off
I'd a just stuffed my face with the crackers, that's what they're there for.
Husbands can't find anything when we're looking for it. It's like our brains just edit it out.
If it doesn't cross our fovea, our dumb internal AIs fill in the rest by simulation.
It's behind the milk is one of our family jokes XD
Also, you're a grown ass man (as the kids say), make yourself a sandwich if you can't find something else to eat.
RIGHT????
That was the part that especially had me guffawing.
You or I would be all HUH none of that? Well fuck, that sucks. Guess I'll make some eggs
He goes to bed without eating so he can write me a guilt trip note XD It was for lolz
Dude, what a baby. Want me to come over there and channel my super loud and mean Filipino grandma? I'll do it. He'll cry.
giggle
Might be good for him XD
Start plotting now for the note you leave for him.
Naw, I haven't got the stamina nor the attention span for that.
Though I had wished I had found that angel hair before I left for work and left it out for him.
THAT woulda been some funny PA shit right there
You could take a week and leave a few strands of angel hair pasta each day in unexpected places: his shoes, his underwear drawer, his jacket pocket, etc.
ROFL
In my ongoing quest to round out my cinematic literacy to the point I can pass for human, I finally watched Brokeback Mountain...
(... very vague spoilers...)
... fucking hell that was sad. Pretty landscapes though.
I often get strangely claustrophobic or something watching stuff whose set decorators remind me competently of the 70s or 80s, like the later scenes of that film do. Not quite sure why. I guess maybe they weren’t really great decades for me, but I think it might be more the realization that they were such a different time, and are now such distant ones. Seeing into someone else’s living room and there’s a huge console television you’d need a crane to move in there, it’s like the temporal analogue of vertigo.
We had one of those! We got it from my grandmother when she got a new tv.
Was our first color tv. Also, a rather nice piece of furniture because she never bought cheap stuff for herself
We got one kinda the same way! It was in our grandparents’ basement because they’d got a new one thinking the old one didn’t work anymore. My grandfather said I could take it and I got my parents to haul it home and it turned out the tuner just needed cleaning, (which I did myself). Huge thing made out of I figure most of a mahogany grove.
Ours had side cabinets to store things. It was before VHS and such were common, so not sure what you were supposed to store in them.
But the remote did not work so our remote was whatever kid was closest at the time
I don’t think ours had a remote. Not totally sure now though.
Ours had one! Just did not work
One of them big brown bulky boxes with like 3 buttons on them XD
𝗕𝗼𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝟳𝟴𝟳 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗮𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱
FAA: Boeing apparently didn't confirm bonding "where the wings join the fuselage."
https://arstechnica.com/tech-policy/2024/05/boeing-says-workers-skipped-required-tests-on-787-but-recorded-work-as-completed/
You have to understand these are the workers who dropped a fuselage assembly (like, a third of the plane!) off from the overhead crane moving it around the assembly plant. Destroyed the thing, but managed to not kill anyone. BUT, and here is the important part, they are non-union!
JFC. Like I'm not already terrified of flying....
I only play an engineer on teevee.
But I am in favor of wings staying attached to rest of airplane. Especially in flight.
It's just good policy.
Bah, that's such an old-fashioned approach! I mean, they'll probably stay on for most of the flight. Maybe.
It's extra for a plane that will stay in one piece for the entire journey. Buy your ticket upgrade now!
Criminal negligence, you say? Corporate manslaughter, you say?
pfft! like that's an important thing even! Hell, there's two wings for redundancy!
/s
Pish tosh. What's the worst that could happen?
sure sure, blame it on the workers, not your own leadership incompetence that stresses speed over completeness
Blame the workers, kill the whistleblowers.
They are working on that. https://www.theguardian.com/business/article/2024/may/02/second-boeing-whistleblower-dies
“I can reveal this to you now," Mary Trump wrote. "'Honeybunch' is my family’s preferred term of endearment.
Ew, so he probably called Ivanka that too.
https://www.rawstory.com/trump-stormy-daniels-2668190940/?cx_testId=6&cx_testVariant=cx_undefined&cx_artPos=2&cx_experienceId=EXC93HV4HK4I&cx_experienceActionId=showRecommendationsVP9S9ZC8WNR522#cxrecs_s
"Honeypot", you say?
Probably Pence as well, in the early days anyway..
No respect for the law, period
https://substack.com/@teenlaqueefa/note/c-55845144?utm_source=notes-share-action&r=2kpa8j
So, I don't know this because we don't do "high school graduations" in the UK, but what time do they normally take place? And where is Barron's school? Is it possible he can do both these things?
It looks like the timing should work, considering that trump has a trash jet, and the graduation is at 10 AM (odd time, per my experience as a HS graduate, sister and mother of HS graduates). However, it's clear that trump won't have time to spend with Barron after the ceremony (which may be to Barron's liking for all we know), and this dinner gives him a good excuse to get away from family and spend it with s̵u̵c̵k̵e̵r̵s̵ donors.
Reporting is that this particular Graduation is at 10am
And his trash jet will just be a few miles down the road for a quick getaway.
Thanks for the info.