Slim Chicken on Getwell in Southaven, MS. Besides all the regular wings and things they do well, they make a wonderful dish of mac and chicken and cheese. Never seen or eaten anything like it anywhere else.
One of the best parts is that it is not far from my wife’s physical therapist, who we will be visiting once a week for a while. Incidentally, we will also be visiting visiting Slim Chicken once a week too.
The woman was not hit by a ball hit by a transgender.
That ball that hit that woman was hit by a full grown man in the height of his physical strength after years if physical training.
No other way to look at it and the record should show it. Moreover, if she sued the man for assault, she does stand a chance of winning. Maybe a few lawsuits would accomplish what the Congress won’t.
As I watched the speech, I figured that the dems were making a mistake by sitting on their hands during Pres. Trump’s speech. As I look back over it and the national reaction, it would appear that I underestimated the damage that has resulted to their party. It would appear that they might have been better off just closing their eyes and pretend to sleep through it all.
It would seem that they have painted themselves into a corner. Perhaps the more accurate saying would be how they sat on the wrong part of the limb as they sawed it off. Regardless, the nation saw what they did and apparently they didn’t much care for it.
Of course voters do have short memories, mostly. By mid-terms, it might be all forgotten, especially if they turn the corner and start doing things right. On the other hand, they might not take this opportunity to learn their lesson, they just might make things worse for themselves. Even more, if the economy starts turning around, if we start saving expenditures by the billions, the dems might find themselves in a deep hole trying to dig their way out.
The error seems to be that before the first word of the speech, someone made a decision. The orders went out and all the dems were ordered to stay in lockstep or else. It wasn’t that they didn’t want to cheer from time to time, they were afraid to. The thing is, by giving the order, they put forward a display of not caring about a boy with cancer, 2 women raped and killed by criminals and a determination to prolong the Ukrainian meat grinder. I don’t think the public liked that. I also think, if they were released from the order, most of them would not have taken the hard line.
On the side, we now know the Democrats don’t think for themselves. They are simply robots for the leadership, whatever it is that they chose, even when it is not for the good of the country. …And many of the things they decide are not for our good, none of us.
Presenting that front to the people is likely one of the biggest errors the dems have made, ever.
I watched the entire State of the Union speech tonight. I must admit, President Trump put one thing in very few words that I have been having very little success in many.
Allow me to paraphrase it: Biden and the Democrats have been saying that they needed new laws to close the border. Trump proved all that was needed another president. President Trump not only said it but proved it in not much more than a month. The statements by Old Joe and the dems is now officially proved a lie.
It has become CASUAL TO THE MOST OBVIOUS OBSERVER!
As an afterthought, now that the dems no longer control Congress, maybe a few laws could be passed to help President Trump deport the ones who are here, WHICH would help the country.
Finally, I do like that he declared English as our official language. Now if only Congress would codify it. Not only better for the country but also for legal immigrants.
Goes a long way toward explaining why I don’t go to theaters anymore.
It also explains the declining theater attendance despite population growth.
Gambling at casinos often leads to financial losses, with the house consistently maintaining a statistical advantage that makes long-term winning extremely unlikely for most players.
The house always maintains an unassailable advantage, ensuring that gambling establishments consistently generate substantial profits and rarely face financial ruin.
When a casino fails financially, it typically stems from a significant decline in customer patronage and reduced gambling revenue.
By collectively refusing to patronize gambling establishments, we can effectively dismantle their economic foundation. When individuals choose to abstain from casino entertainment, these businesses will inevitably lose their financial viability and gradually disappear from our communities.
On the other hand, when people continue to gamble, it will no longer be a gamble at all. The casinos will continue to be the winners, and those who patronize them will continue to be the losers.
As certain as dawn’s first light breaking across the horizon, this truth stands unwavering.
Well, I guess there is one other beneficiary. No matter who wins, the tax collector will get part of it.
The concept captivates me with its boundless potential. The versatility and creativity inherent in this idea are truly inspiring. My enthusiasm stems from insights shared by knowledgeable sources who have illuminated the numerous exciting possibilities.
I’m considering purchasing one, as the initial cost seems quite reasonable. It reminds me of the printer industry’s business model, where manufacturers offer devices at low prices, knowing consumers will repeatedly buy high-margin replacement cartridges. This strategy allows companies to generate significant revenue through ongoing consumable sales.
I’m curious about the composition of 3D printing ink and its pricing, but I haven’t researched the specifics yet. I wonder what materials are typically used to create this specialized printing medium.
I’m confident we can find a cost-effective solution. With the volume of printing I anticipate, I expect to secure competitive wholesale pricing that will significantly reduce my expenses.
The possibilities of 3D printing are vast and intriguing, with numerous potential applications spanning various fields and creative endeavors. From intricate artistic sculptures to functional prototypes, the technology offers an expansive range of potential objects that can be fabricated. Beyond small decorative figurines and specialized components, 3D printing enables the creation of complex mechanical parts, customized medical devices, architectural models, educational tools, and innovative design prototypes across multiple industries. The versatility of this technology continues to expand, presenting exciting opportunities for makers, designers, engineers, and hobbyists to transform digital concepts into tangible, three-dimensional objects with remarkable precision and creativity.
Now, let’s see. Just what can I make my fortune by printing? Does anyone have a suggestion or two?
During our evening out, a compassionate stranger noticed my wife’s mobility challenges and selflessly offered her the use of his wheelchair. His unexpected kindness not only facilitated our journey to the restaurant but also restored our faith in human generosity. While I wish to publicly acknowledge his remarkable act of empathy, I will honor his privacy.
Despite its initial promise as a potential remedy, the solution soon revealed an overwhelming challenge that seemed impossible to overcome.
After struggling for five minutes to maneuver the chair into the trunk of my Nissan electric vehicle, I realized it was a futile effort. Frustration mounting, I contemplated calling the helpful gentleman who had originally offered the chair, admitting defeat.
The crushing letdown defied comprehension, a depth of frustration that words could scarcely capture. In that moment of despair, a spark of inspiration ignited—a concept so ingenious it promised to transform everything.
I had more than ample space for the chair and more with the back seat folded flat.
The reason I ask that is it is how long it took me to buy a stamp.
I no longer do much business with the USPS. I have little reason to. Well, I was somewhat compelled to use their services. It was either get the stamp and let Medicare pay the bill or not get the stamp and pay a thousand-dollar bill myself.
I will not keep you in suspense. I did get the stamp and I did mail the letter, eventually.
In the past, purchasing stamps was a swift and straightforward process: you could enter a post office, approach a vending machine, and quickly obtain your stamps, typically within a minute or two, even with mobility challenges.
I anticipated this outcome, but the lack of vending machines surprised me. A single, multipurpose machine handling everything from letters to packages stood before me, with a line of five people waiting to use it.
The crowded service counter buzzed with tension, four employees working amid a serpentine queue of six impatient customers. I stood at the threshold, recognizing instantly that any choice I made would lead to an unsatisfactory outcome.
As I waited in line for the machine, I couldn’t help but notice the adjacent queue seemed to inch forward slightly quicker. Torn between impatience and commitment, I weighed my options: abandon my current spot after investing ten minutes or maintain my position with stubborn determination.
I stood there, staring at the complex contraption before me, its cryptic instructions mocking my attempts to understand its operation. In that moment, I realized my odds of successfully navigating this machine were slimmer than my chances of becoming the next lunar explorer.
I gazed at the postal queue, contemplating whether personally delivering the document would be more efficient. The line had dwindled to three customers, with an equal number of postal workers behind the counter. At least the self-service machine stood mercifully unoccupied.
The line dwindled until only I remained, with two clerks still stationed behind the counter. A growing unease settled over me as the possibility of leaving unstamped became increasingly likely, my anxiety mounting with each passing moment.
I stood at the counter, patience wearing thin as the line crawled forward. Two employees worked behind the register, but the crowd seemed to move at a glacial pace. A glimmer of hope sparked when one customer departed, only to be extinguished as a staff member simultaneously vanished from view. Sensing my mounting frustration, a nearby worker offered a placating smile and assured me someone would assist me momentarily. I couldn’t help but sardonically wonder about the legal implications of such a vague promise, knowing full well that her casual reassurance carried no binding weight.
Then, as I said before, I did get my stamp and it was mailed. Next time, I will bring my tent and camping equipment. I suggest you do the same.
Every now and then, public TV comes up with a really good series. I am sure it’s by accident. I’m convinced it can’t be intentional. I really enjoyed the one a decade or so ago where they went around searching for unexploded bombs during World War II. It wasn’t just entertaining but eye-opening as well.
Doyle’s War, a riveting television series, captivates audiences with its intricate portrayal of a British detective’s tumultuous journey through the harrowing landscape of wartime Britain. The show’s narrative prowess lies in its ability to seamlessly blend historical authenticity with gripping storytelling, presenting viewers with a labyrinthine plot that unfolds with breathtaking unpredictability. Each episode is a masterclass in suspense, meticulously crafted to challenge viewers’ expectations and immerse them in the raw, unfiltered reality of a nation besieged by conflict, where every scene pulses with tension and unresolved mysteries.
“Death in Paradise” has grown on me unexpectedly. Initially, I found the theme music grating and the characters somewhat unconvincing. However, over time, the show’s unique charm has won me over. The quirky musical intro, once irritating, now feels like a delightful prelude to each episode. The characters, who initially seemed contrived, have developed a surprising depth and authenticity. I now not only enjoy the series but have even found myself re-watching episodes, drawn in by both the engaging storylines and the now-endearing musical theme.
How-some-ever, even with the allure of a tropical paradise, I would hesitate to reside in a location with such a high incidence of violent crime. Living there would be reminiscent of being an acquaintance of Jessica Fletcher, the fictional mystery novelist known for encountering numerous murders in her vicinity.
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