Pretty much. I'll probably get rejected because of my driving record.

Figured i'd do one route and see how bad it is. No minimum time commitment, so I can just do it if I have free time.

 

Is it just me, or does that sound like the basic premise of a Facebook videogame?

 

I'm going to try it out for a shift. Doubt i will continue doing it.

 

Don't drop the kebab.

 

Anyone have wonky gaskets on their car?

Just picked up this gem for my BEGi exhaust. (downpipe/midpipe)

Rol EG42095

 

I went from a Moto X Pure edition to a Galaxy S6. Data speeds are not a fair comparison, but the phone itself is just as fast in terms of opening apps and such.

 

That looks like an extremely uncomfortable **** ring.

 

 

Battle of the water-pump gaskets... FIGHT!



(RX-8)

 

Chrysler tutu

 

also

The Australian AC1 Sentinel

 

Well... once you get the ring on in the 2 1/2" girth... all thickness seems to take on the show around it to seal it up... plus the random distance from the other bolt... Doesn't work with all setups of... *****.

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Rather than make a new post, i'll just edit this one.

This was left on my whiteboard at my cubicle... even my coworkers know my miata woes

Must
Invest
All
Time &
Assets

 

Well comcast just implemented a data cap in Oregon.

Time to deal with their hell and transfer somewhere else.

fuckem.

 

Actually, it occurs to me that I've never been in a really proper fight. Not since childhood, anyway...

 

Overrated. I had a couple in college over stupid drunk stuff. Nobody wins everybody hurts.

 

Me neither. I just always figured it was a sign of intelligence.

 

Only on the ice. Two or 3 ago i ended up with 6 stitches in my chin. Still finished the game though.

 

Severe pain sucks.

That is all.

(Unrelated to previous observations about fighting.)

 

 

I have, twice that I can remember.

Sometime back in 1998, a guy came at me with a metal pipe for no apparent reason. He was bigger, and let's just say no one would bet on me for the outcome.
I was miraculously lucky. One kick in his inner right knee brought him down.
I grabbed and threw the pipe away and proceeded to wipe the asphalt with his face till people tore me away from him.
There was blood.

The second time was probably in 2002 or so.
I was playing soccer in the city league at the time.
A large striker from the team we were beating badly just attacked a rather diminutive defender who had been ridiculing him with his skills.
I ran up to the guy and tried to kick him away from my "little" teammate.
He just grabbed me, raised me above his head and slammed me down on the ground.

They told me he was the captain of some wrestling team after I regained consciousness.
And my teammate thanked me for saving his life.
He had taken the opportunity to get away while I "distracted" the big guy.

Both were instances I could not avoid.