That sounds so great. Do you know the device’s product name? Which library do you get this from? I’d like to try it out in my library.
That sounds so great. Do you know the device’s product name? Which library do you get this from? I’d like to try it out in my library.
Wow. Thank you. That was gross, but now it’s clean.
Ian Curtis (Joy Division), though that would probably screw up the timeline for New Order and all of 80’s music (not a dealbreaker).
Prince (obvs)
This is for Stall Action: There are 4 stalls.
Almost every guy takes the stall closest to the door, so I never take that stall. Since almost every guy takes the first stall, I never take the second stall cuz, eww.
The fourth stall is the handicap stall. While roomier and equipped with handlebars should the need arise, I do not use this stall.
Therefore, the third stall is my unloading port of choice as it seems to get the least use.
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As I understand it, there’s a huge downside to federated software in the requirement to be Always Online. Lots of people have slow internet connections, or no connection at all, preventing them from accessing their software. Everyone should be able to use the programs/apps they have without regard to whether they are online or can get online.
I’ve never heard of an archaeologist too scared of a new endeavor. (I have no friends and fewer archeologist friends.)
There are SO many great offerings here, but Elizabeth Fraser (Cocteau Twins), I think, blows them all away. https://piped.video/results?search_query=cocteau+twins
Left interior coat/jacket pocket for phone. I’m in SF, so always wear some kind of coat/jacket.
He’ll probably get some total write-off when it fails and get $44B returned to him (from the tax payers, of course)
My mother.
She was returning something on a slow night at Best Buy.
We did not make it past the tween greeter at the front door before she unleashed!
Mom went off. The way she was talking, you would think he, personally, did something to harm her. This kid was standing there, shrinking away, with what looked like his girlfriend standing next to him. He was a door greeter, had no control or decisive role in any way.
Of course, she called a manager.
I feel real bad for that kid but love embarrassing my mother by recounting that true tale to others.