Someone bought a foreclosed house down my street, converting it into a rental. The neighbours all worried that the owner would rent to horrible people. I fell into despair when I saw two twenty-something girls move in. They seemed fine enough but they both drive Pontiacs: G6 and Grand Am. Pontiac cars say one thing to me: white trash that thinks themselves better than white trash.
Last week I walked by their house and saw the G6, Grand Am and a Grand Prix. A goddamn white trash grand slam. Sigh.
Absolutely right. I once overheard a group of Wollongong uni girls giving a friend of theirs (i think?) absolute shit for wearing uggs. That was back in 2002. I couldn't believe it when I saw Americans wearing them and *paying out the ass* for a pair.
That kid is getting a Mamoswine. Awesome cop is awesome.
It bothers me to hear descriptions like "razor-sharp claws." How can the narrator use that description? Maybe Gillette built the claw beast, sent a press release: "Dear Scottish peeple. The Gillette Company is proud to announce the introduction of its newest shaving technologie: please meet the 12 foot high claw beast! Its razor-sharp claws will cut you with the finest precision. No need to worrie about razor rash (because you will be ded!)"
*Sigh*
AT&T is the world's biggest troll. I imagine their authentication servers saying "u mad, bro?" to every inbound request.
Likewise. I'm on the fifth activation attempt.

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When my college students dismiss the importance of proper spelling, I trot out Mrs Whetzel's fourth grade example: DETLA. Would you board that airplane?
You warm my small, limp Yooper heart.
Why is Lake Michigan the same colour as Illinois?
I nominate Madrid's Casa de Campo as an example of beautiful urban parkland. While not to the splendour of Parque del Retiro, one easily forgets (lost amongst the trees and water) that this all exists within a city of millions.

The NYT had a "WTF, who knew?" reaction to the Campo in this article:
[travel.nytimes.com]
This research describes my own response to two recent tragedies. Case in point: images from the Japanese tsunami plastered my office building along with suggestions to contribute assistance. I did nothing. A Gawker story about a Michigan cat shot with an arrow prompted an immediate $30 donation.

The cat's situation, I felt, merited a personal response because I assumed few people would help. The tsunami disaster did not merit a personal response because of international/NGO commitments. The $30 held more value in my mind to accomplish a tangible benefit; whereas, any donation amount to Japanese need would be immediately dwarfed.

Yes, I know how fscked up this reads.
To those interested in the EDL, and excellent journalism, check out this New Yorker piece.

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Laugh... they "weigh your meat"? No wonder my friends pay so little for their food.
UGH. My MBP lacks the 2 necessary in a Core Duo configuration.
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Pokéjet used Fly!
It's not very effective.
Tyranitar used Stone Edge!
It's super effective!
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I take a class downtown Grand Rapids.
Several students returned from break (745p) talking about the GRPD cordoning downtown off from the public. Those of us with smartphones tapped refresh until class ended at 9p. I saw a few rushing ambulances during my circle to avoid the city centre. Overall, a big shock to the area.
J, tienes razón; what difference exists between the people collecting in Spanish streets (15-M, 19-J) and LulzSec? Their goals seem largely complementary. I empathise with both groups.
WHY did the State of Alaska release these in paper form? Does the law require printed-on-paper copies? Scan the documents into PDFs, then post the files online.
My acne started at 13 and didn't let up until recently. The outbreaks were consistently terrible; I cancelled on dates and friends when the outbreaks happened out of sheer embarrassment.

Thirty years old and thousands of dollars poorer from crap-shoot treatments, my acne outbreaks had reduced only slightly. Out of desperation, I switched dermatologists and am a happier man for it. The new dermatologist listened to my frustrations (I cried at one point, telling him about the social isolation) then gave me the advice I follow still today: he prescribed a basic antibiotic (free at my pharmacy) and directed me to use Neutrogena face wash at night followed by a layer of moisturiser.

Two years into his advice, and I count on one hand the number of the much less severe breakouts.

tl;dr - keep treatment simple, get second-opinions.
This is the best/worst promotional video that the Rutgers Office of Admissions ever made.
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