Essentially, yeah! But with better rhythm.
(PS- I don’t even think about squaring my religion with my education anymore. I figure everyone can be irrational about something in their lives. Tesla had his pigeons, didn’t he?)
Chick a boom, chick a boom, don’tcha just love it
Chick a boom, chick a boom, don’t you just love it!
Chick a boom, chick a boom, don’t cha just love it!
Chick a boom, chick a boom boom boom!
Groovy.
Carnac predicts your review will disappear into the filtered section before the week is out. Let us know.
What city/region are you in, out of curiosity?
Northern NJ. Within a short drive of Manhattan’s Chinatown and half a dozen great authentic Chinese restaurants. I hope the review doesn’t disappear but I’ve never written anything on Yelp before so I don’t know much about the site. There are a few negative reviews of the place on Yelp so I am hopeful it won’t.
As far as anyone can tell, Yelp filters ALL reviews that are not from someone who has already posted 5-10 short, positive reviews. There are other factors, but what they add up to is that Yelp’s review system is almost completely useless.
Keep an eye on that review.
Interesting. I’m just angry enough to go and post a few such short reviews and then see if I can get the bad one to stick. I’ve had bad food before. I’ve never had bad food and racist condescension at the same time.
If you don’t object entirely to Yelp’s horrendously bad, inept and erratic filtering system, it may be worth building an “approved” profile so that you can indeed make reviews stay above the filter line.
If you haven’t, take an hour to look up places you know - good and bad - and read their above-the-line and filtered reviews. Let me know if you find ONE set that makes sense on any level. You’re more likely to find contrary and inexplicable combinations.
Sattua, thanks! I woke up to rain this morning.
You’re good. 
I suspect that when she goes through the sleep loss, being barfed on repeatedly, smelling the diaper pail, and getting tons of bills to pay, she might actually change her tune. We’ll see.
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I’m thinking dealing with a toddler should do it. Especially if she follows through with another pregnancy and has a newborn as well.
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Can’t think of anything to rant about at the moment. Maybe inspiration will strike me tomorrow.
I really wish people would control their fucking children. There were three 10 or 11 year old kids playing in the baby pool at the neighborhood pool today. They kept yanking the hose out of the pool and spraying other kids in the face and some adults in the legs. When I snapped, “Guys, knock it off and put the hose down! Now!” they all goggled at me like I’d grown an extra head. Seriously? You’re in the damn baby pool. There are babies and toddlers in it. You really didn’t expect someone to get pissed off when you sprayed their three year old and another kid in the face? I don’t care if you were just playing. You also just hosed down two adults who were wearing regular clothes.
What sucks even worse is that, although my complaint was very legitimate, I felt almost guilty for snapping at these kids because you never know when another parent is going to flip out because you were mean to their angels.
I have a ten year old and I would have yelled at those kids and my kid if she did something that stupid. But I’m a bad parent. Because it’s not really a good thing when your husband yells out, “Stop drinking shampoo, Charlotte!” Not so much for the toddler as for a certain Stacy who giggled so damned hard upon hearing that I had to clean my glasses twice because the tears were so heavy. In my defense hubby tells me she only got a few drops and, unlike last week when she ran out the door naked but for her sister’s rain boots, at least she had clean clothes on this time.
You’re welcome. I’m really, really good at making things happen to people on the internet when those things are things I want to happen to myself.
No rain here yet. It’s been about a month now.
Whoops. On review, I thought you were complaining about excessive rain, not about lack thereof. Sorry.
Rant du jour: yes, I CAN read English, contrary to what this little incident would suggest.
Prepaid credit cards are not credit cards. I was unaware of the essential differentiation, as I am from the means and background where credit exists, has always existed, and where credit comes first as a way of thinking and doing things.
In just the last week, I have come to realize that prepaid credit cards have truly done damage to a part of the population for whom credit cards have never been credit, never will be credit, and for whom credit has never existed. Therefore, when trying to explain how to apply for Care Credit, and they ask me how they put money on the Care Credit card when they get it, it doesn’t compute.
It was a very confusing five minutes, twice in the last 9 days, going around and around explaining the credit card company gives you money that you pay back in installments. When you’ve paid it off, it’s still there to use again if you need it. No, you don’t have to already have the money to put on the card first. That’s what credit is.
But calling prepaid cards, prepaid *credit cards *has really wreaked havoc on some people’s understanding of how things work. I don’t blame them, either, I blame the fee driven money grubbing prepaid industry scheisters. Don’t even get me started on the Ventra card.
Those are called tarjetas monedero in Spain, coin-purse cards, because you need to put money in before you can take it out. I thought the image might be helpful here.
Then there are those people (all too many of them) who think;
“Wait, they give me money in advance and then expect me to pay it back? SUCKERS!!!”
All too true, but at the end of the day for me, when it’s the difference between a puppy with parvo getting treatment versus euthanasia or going home to die of parvo, I don’t much care as long as the credit goes through.