Hey man, when I'm driving from Oakridge to Eugene and vice versa there's always a 25 minute portion in-between them that doesn't have cell service, what are we supposed to do for those 25 minutes?
I shop at Berkeley Bowl market. The checkout line features Cook's Illustrated, Vegetarian Times, Bon Appetit, Slow Cooker, and other foodie magazines. I have to say, I get pretty turned on by all those sexy food pics. But I never killed anyone but a soft shell crab (and garden pests).
Supreme Court was right. Don't have to define it; I know it when I see it. Slow Cooker definitely qualifies.
When I was a young kid, Playboy magazine first showed up on the shelves. I guarantee that most boys from 10 and up were reading the Playboys that were so freely available on drugstore shelves. All this and yet we never had shootings like they do today. In fact, we didn't even know anyone who owned a gun or a key to their front door. We didn't even know anyone who took the key out of their car whether at the grocery store or in front of their house overnight.
When I was in high school like ten years ago every kid went hunting and had rifles and yet no one around here was shooting up schools and we had access to internet porn and porn found in the forest.
Nothing wrong with owning hunting rifles. I've owned a hunting rifle and a shotgun for nearly half a century. Of course, I don't know any serious hunters that need an assault rifle or a rifle with more than a six round magazine. I also don't know any hunters that shoot with any cop killer bullets or bump stocks or semiautomatic pistols. I remember deer hunting one time and hearing a guy far away empty his semiautomatic apparently at some poor deer. The guys with me joined me in shaking our heads in mutual disgust. With us it's one shot one kill. We also identify our target before shooting. It's as if some kids today had no parents in their lives. Those of you who don't identify with this wrong behavior need to call your parents and thank them for teaching you right from wrong. If it wasn't your parents that taught you then call up whoever it was that was your role model and thank them for being there.
There was always a market on Belmont probably around 28th where I bought my porno movies. They never ID'd!
Hey, that's close to the Avalon. I use to go to the Avalon every Friday night when I was a kid, just to watch a triple feature of monster movies.
Bluetooth, roundup, big drug companies. All pieces of the puzzle. When the gym is busy and I had my old phone my headphones would crack up because of all the other bluetooth users. If I had kids I'd line their bedrooms like Michael McKeon on Better Call Saul.
