Real domestic terrorism, instead of all the imagined stuff the Left accuses the Right of. (While they ignore the terrorism of Antifa, BLM, and their ilk.)
I like the plain, unadorned silverware, as I do the dishes, and food doesn’t get trapped in the “decor.” My wife hates the forks in restaurants, and carries her own.
My mom would sing at funerals with two friends. It was not about performance, but respecting the deceased, and they sang from behind a screen. One time, the trio didn’t do so well, and my dear, now departed, mother said, “Oh, that was dreadful.” Then they learned the mic was “hot.” Now, that’s REAL mortification.
The college textbook industry is an organized criminal enterprise. To keep students from buying used books, minimal changes are made from year to year. The publishers are in cahoots with the authors, often professors, who may tailor the book to their own course.
I’m a senior citizen. I get those calls offering to sell me a “Help, I’ve fallen” alert device. I say, “I’m a roofer” or cyclist, or motorcyclist, “will you come if I’ve fallen?” off a roof, bike, etc. “CLICK.” Works every time.
Real domestic terrorism, instead of all the imagined stuff the Left accuses the Right of. (While they ignore the terrorism of Antifa, BLM, and their ilk.)