Liquor laws are state laws, and the existence of dry counties means some states allow individual county laws. When I lived in PA, just before the dinosaurs died out, you couldn’t by a 6 pack of pounders there, either. I doubt you can now.
The whole liquor system was pathetic. You want a six pack" Go to a six pack store. (Technically, you want 72 oz of beer or less?) You want a case or a keg? Go to a distributor. You want wine or hard liquor? Go to the state store.
… where the highly trained gas station technicians will take over the job of forgetting the filler cap, saving you this burden. (I’ve lost 3 in my life: 2 in NJ, one in OR.)
Actually, it’s “barely”.
So have I. Wow! I – really??
I also just learned the broiler thing. Until this thread, I sort of thought my husband had figured out a cool way to use the storage area. :o
Of if you have a new car they will cross thread it so your check engine light comes on. There is no extra charge at the gas station for these services.
Ain’t it pronounced like that senator from Hawaii?
Inouye
Sen. Inouye pronounces it “in no way.”
Ennui, on the other hand is “ahn wee.” It means boredom, like this post is giving you.
The original artist that drew Spiderman, Steve Ditko, shared a studio for years with noted fetish artist Eric Stanton. Ditko denies ever having done any collaboration with Stanton and his fetish work, but supposedly some of Stanton’s work contains elements that are unmistakably someone else’s (most notably Ditko’s excellent hands…very difficult to do, even accomplished artists struggle with hands). Also, Stanton came up with the idea of Spiderman having webs shoot out of his wrists.
By the way, the woman narrating the gummi bear video sounds like the sort of gal that gives spectacularly efficient head, with no wasted motion. Anyone else feelin’ that sorta vibe?
/snerk
Okay, that is funny.
My brain accepts the great knowledge of the boards regarding horses and ponies, but in my heart, ponies are little horsies (horses for those who speak adultish).
All jokes aside, I had seen photos of the Trieste since I was a kid, but had assumed all along that it was basically a submarine, since it had the same basic shape. It was only in the past few years that I realized that the crew were in that teeny ball on the bottom, and the rest of the device was to hold ballast and floatation material (gasoline).
Also, I just realized what a musical “rhapsody” is. Although I was familiar with the term, I didn’t know what it implied. Some well-known examples, are, of course, Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody” and the cartoon favorite Hungarian Rhapsody No. 2.
A few weeks ago, I read in a book that the Bering Land Bridge between Siberia and Alaska would come and go during the various climate cycles. I had always had the impression that it was a one shot deal. However, it apparently would disappear and reappear with the changing ocean levels (over long periods of time, of course).
Typing that out, I have no idea why I found that so interesting, it looks pretty dull now.
And the really interesting thing about the Treiste is that once, in 1960, for about 20 minutes…nah, never mind.
Until I looked it up, I never knew what a rhapsody was either. Ignorance fought.
Me either. I just found out. Dang. I’m still reeling from the ponies. I’m having a hard time getting over that one.
I remember reading the Principia Discordia and seeing numerous references to “Mr. Momomoto, who can swallow his own face.” I assumed, of course that it was just a another surrealist joke.
Several years later, I’m reading Jay’s Juornal of Anomalies by Ricky Jay, and there’s a photo of Mr. Morimoto (close enough) who could indeed swallow his own face. He was a particularly adept contortionist and street performer in Japan in the late 1800’s.
I thought it was pretty neat that that part of PD was actually true.
I was about 25 before I learned that my uncle, my mom’s only sibling, my godfather, was actually named “Michael,” not “Tommy.” His name is “Michael Thomas,” but since his father (my grandfather) is also named “Michael,” everyone in the family only ever called my uncle “Tommy.” It wasn’t until I called his work one day that, after much confusion, the operator connected me to “Michael [Lastname],” which is what all of his co-workers and friends know him by. Weird.
Holy crap! I didn’t know this. My wife works at a winery, and our dog has many times eaten a big pile of grapes around the press! I guess we’ll have to watch this now…
So we were watching American Dad’s Bond sendup, and Stan walks on screen in the opening of that gray swirly looking thing, gets shot, and says, “What? You’re a gun? I thought you were a camera or something!”
Husband’s reaction: appreciative laugh
My reaction: “That’s supposed to be a gun?”
I never really thought about what is was supposed to be, but I had no notion we were looking down the barrel of a gun. :smack:
That Arby’s thing never struck me until I read this thread.
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