True of other gods as well, especially the one who insists on a capital G
True of other gods as well, especially the one who insists on a capital G
Well tbh the last time I got locked out was 1999 and I didn’t have a cellphone yet. I climbed over a railing (which now has spikes added) to access the pool area, went to our window, took off the screen and broke it such that the shards landed in the not-disposal side of the kitchen sink, boosted our toddler carefully into the other side, she climbed down and went to open our door while I carried the baby around to the hallway. My husband was home and okay but he’s a quad and couldn’t open the door. I suppose he could have called 411 to have them connect him with a locksmith…? We live in SoCal so just putting the screen back on (and cleaning up the shards of course!) was enough until we could get the glass replaced. And our toddler got to be the Houdini Heroine!
I think a hard case is best in case of stepping on it when looking for it
I’m sorry your peeps are such assholes. I don’t have anyone to help me look, but at least nobody is making it worse. I have a big bright blue box to shut mine in, because if a nighttime earthquake knocked it away I think I could find it by flashlight. (And a flashlight hanging on every doorknob!)
I feel you, dude. Sleep is the only time mine aren’t on my face and I keep them grabbable, but I don’t want to squish them rolling over in my sleep.
I can easily break into my apartment through the kitchen window, the only one that wouldn’t require a ladder, but then I’d have to replace the glass. We could get back into the building by waiting around for a neighbor, who would probably recognize us or at least not find the old couple with the wheelchair threatening. But we’d be late for wherever we were going, which is usually a medical appointment. When I go out alone I usually don’t lock the unit door because it’s more dangerous for my husband if I crash or something and nobody can get in to help him than the chances of someone breaking in with evil intent.
NPR Morning Edition.
Do you have a container on your nightstand to hold your glasses? Something big enough it’s unlikely to fall behind the table, that helps position them the same way every time so you won’t smudge the lens when you’re feeling for them?
This is why my spouse and I both always take our keys when we leave the apartment.
Dine out before you eat out
Retractable claws are silent.
Ninja mode.
I think maybe I can last 10 minutes if I wear earplugs
Anyone wanna go to a Trump rally and leave halfway through?
It’s mostly delighted or pleased, although it can occasionally mean the opposite, especially in the military. I believe it started off as “proud.” This bunny is delighted and proud of his new rug.
I’m amazed he knows how to use a litterbox and not just poop everywhere. That’s probably how he earned his nice rug!
And even the exception is pretty rare: you use ’ when pluralizing a lower-case letter. For instance, “There are two i’s in pluralizing.” The reason is obvious: you could wind up creating a different and confusing word. But how often do you even need to do that?
It works pretty well. You’re applying opposite sideways forces to the zipper itself rather than pulling on the plastic film of the bag.
Edit: if you want to be sure you don’t blow out the corner of the bag, pinch it with your other hand before sliding your thumb towards it
I was old enough to be disappointed watching it on our neighbors’ TV, because it was so far behind the science fiction stories I’d been reading when I ran out of library books and moved on to my big brother’s.
At least they didn’t 💋 it on the lips!
He looks like the flock that visits my neighbors’ silk-floss tree in the mornings!