And the bloodletting begins:
And then there’s this:
Just wait till this starts happening in universities and colleges, for more or less the same reasons…
And the bloodletting begins:
And then there’s this:
Just wait till this starts happening in universities and colleges, for more or less the same reasons…
This article got me thinking:
Locals reveal the ‘common forms of torture’ tourists subject themselves to when visiting their countries
Here’s the one that caught my eye:
For American Roger Cole, it’s ‘the Cross Country USA Road Trip’.
He wrote: ‘Let’s take one state, Florida. Rent that car in Miami after hitting the beaches and drive north. Guess what… in eight hours YOU’RE STILL IN FLORIDA.
‘You’ve seen 47 exit ramps and some ads for Ron Jon’s Surf Shop, golfing retirement communities, and road signs telling you Jesus Saves and don’t abort your babies.
‘You ate at McDonald’s or maybe tried some alligator meat at a weird little place off a highway exit that smelled like bug spray.’
So, O My Readers: if someone asked you what not to do when you visit the U.S. of A. (or your home country, if yer a Furrin Reader), what are the top three (3) things you’d tell them not to do, or places not to visit?
Mine are, in no specific order:
Your suggestions in Comments, and feel free to disagree with my selections, as always.
Here’s something new for Saturdays (traditionally a slow day at this address): an open thread, but not that unstructured nonsense such as found at Insty’s place.
No; what I’d like to see is Readers weighing in with their opinions of the Gun Of The Day. The comments can be your experiences, stories (preferably reasonably true), tragic tales, inside information of any kind, and so on. I’ll add my thoughts as the mood takes me.
I know it’s difficult for us gun nuts to stay on topic, but please try to do so.
Anyway, without further ado, here we go. Today, the topic is the German Pistole 08 (P08), otherwise known as the “Luger“:
Have at it in Comments.
I see that the top 10 list of fish ‘n chip shops in the U.K. has been published. The one I’m going to make a beeline for the next time I’m Over There is Harbor Lights in Falmouth, Cornwall, because of this pic:
Granted, it may have been a promotional gimmick to get that many people to queue up outside the place, but whatever.
All that said, however, I’m still a huge fan of Sharon’s Plaice, in Boscastle, Cornwall:
…because I have never eaten such good fish ‘n chips before, anywhere. And yes, the potatoes are locally-sourced (delivered fresh daily) as is the fish, caught right offshore and brought into the harbor. I hope it survives until my next visit — Boscastle is a small village, and very dependent on tourism to keep its head above water, so any retail establishment there leads a precarious existence (other than the pubs, of course).
About two days after I talked about the relaunch of the Toyota Supra, I took a young man from Toyota US HQ to a function room somewhere in Plano, and what was parked outside?
Actually, I kinda like the “shape camo” Candy-Colored Tangerine-Flake Streamlined Baby paint job. Imagine seeing that in your garage after a heavy night’s drinking…
Best of all, I’d like to know what you’d write under “Color” on the insurance form.
From the Knuckledragger, looking at Italy circa 1944:
Why yes, yes they do:
Then again, it could have been worse, such as in Paris:
Perhaps they should have gone to Holland, where the Dutch got into the proper spirit of the thing:
Threesomes!