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I remember birthdays through math associations with my own (ex: (d+m+1)/((d+m)*d+1)). I'm awful at remembering birthdays and names but at least with names I either don't need to remember it or I get reminded daily so it sticks eventually. Maybe this is why I'm not married
though when they ask for I scream I'll gladly offer both flavours. (over 20 years on and still no takers ??? ???)
after many otherwise intelligent sounding suggestions that achieved nothing the nice folks at Technet said the only solution was to low level format my hard disk then reinstall my signature. Sadly, this still didn't fix the issue!
On Friday, February 14th, 2020: #Jetman Vince Reffet took off, headed south towards Jumeirah Beach Residence, building speed and height. In 8 seconds he had reached 100 meters height, in 12 seconds 200m, 19 seconds 500m, and reached 1000m in 30 seconds at an average speed of 130 knots. At the end of a 3-minute flight punctuated by a roll and a loop at 1800m altitude, Jetman Vince Reffet opened his parachute at 1500m before landing back at Skydive Dubai.
It is the first time that a #JetmanDubai pilot could combine hovering safely at a limited altitude and flying aerobatics at high altitude in the same flight.
Controlled from the ground by the human body, the equipment enables Jetman Dubai to reach speeds of 400kmh, as well as hovering, changing direction and performing loops.
"Controlled from the ground by the human body" ... so, who's controlling what when he's up in the air ?
«One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.» Salvador Dali
I am glad they spend so much money on these types of technologies.
I dream of a future where one day I will no longer have to worry about getting my feet wait when I encounter a difficult to navigate puddle. Just a short burst on my rocket wings and I will be over that pesky puddle in no time!
$2 for a cup of coffee...
$3 for coat check...
$4 an hour for parking...
If they don't change their attitude, I'll just stop inviting them to my house!
Ba-Tish! Don't worry, getting my coat real soon!
Anything that is unrelated to elephants is irrelephant Anonymous - The problem with quotes on the internet is that you can never tell if they're genuine Winston Churchill, 1944 - Never argue with a fool. Onlookers may not be able to tell the difference. Mark Twain
My folks have a towel rack in one of their washrooms, and my mom put some nice fancy towels on it, carefully selected to match the paint on the walls, and nobody's allowed to actually use those towels coming out of the shower - if you actually need a towel, those are stored in the laundry room (which is across the hall from the washroom).
I used to ask my mom what the point was, as this is a functional washroom, not a museum where people come in and pay to look at some display. She never appreciated my "function over form" rationalization.
But if you invite people to a party, everyone asks if you want them to bring some alcohol regardless of prices for booze are continuously rising and the taxes on hem never (ever!) get lower. THAT is incongruence!
Expectations change from one generation to the next.
In my student days (so this is quite a while ago) my parents had a cousin of mine (also a student) living in our house. One Saturday, her boyfriend came to visit our house, and he brought a pack of beer to the barbecue party. My father got really crossed; he took it as an insult: As if we couldn't affort to buy the beer when we invite people to a party.
It took me quite some effort to make him (reluctantly) accept that this was common practice among young people, more like a polite gesture saying 'Thank you for the invitation, and I would like to give my contribution to the common good'. I don't think my father accepted it in his heart; he was still insulted, but understood that he had to keep a straigth face in this situation.
The funny thing is that in his generation, bringing a bunch of flowers or a box of chocolate to the party would be great, almost expected. Alchohol was quite different, almost like bringing a slab of meat when invited to a fine dinner.
Today I am older than my father was at that time, and noone my age would have the reactions of my father. So expectation change. But when crossing generations, or crossing oceans/continents, one might run into similar cultural conflicts.
boyfriend came to visit our house, and he brought a pack of beer to the barbecue party. My father got really crossed; he took it as an insult: As if we couldn't affort to buy the beer when we invite people to a party.
Maybe the BF's beer turned out to be better/more popular than your father's?
A friend of mine once helped a friend with some odd jobs.
My friend had a van, so he drove to the wood shop to pick up some wood, then brought it to his friend, spent the day doing chores (I think it was plinths).
So anyway, after a day of hard work (may even have been a weekend) they ate pizza and his friend handed him an invoice for the coffee and pizza and even the electricity he used TO FIX HIS HOUSE
You may think this is a lame joke, but this guy was dead serious.
My friend gave him the finger instead and they're not friends anymore.
I have an uncle who used to sell used cars [I know, insert used car salesman joke here].
He had a number of cars on his lot that just didn't sell; after a while, keeping a car on a lot starts to actually cost you money, so he decided he needed to make room for other cars, so he gave a half-dozen or so of them to a guy who owned a wreck yard, who was more than happy to take them all.
A few weeks later, my uncle needed a door handle for a car he had just purchased. The car was the same make/model as one of those he had given to the wreck yard owner, so he called him up and asked him if he could get a door handle, and the guy agreed.
So he went to remove it from the car himself, and just as he was leaving, the owner stopped him dead in his tracks and asked, "Where are you going? That'll be 8$."
And he wasn't joking.
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