Nah. This whole discussion is pointless. I don't need to argue with you about your imagination.

Not at all. The money is in the work and time it takes to produce a quality wood product.

I build custom furniture and have had many people offer me a downed tree. It has cut to rough length, slabbed, prepared for drying, properly dried and stored for at least 1 year per inch of thickness before you start working with it. I can cut into a board and know when someone has rushed it, and it can be downright dangerous. Improperly dried wood has a lot of internal stress that makes it pop violently when cut. Then it curves and warps and you might not even be left with much good material at all by the time you joint and plane it to be straight and flat.

That's when I just let them have the hole they dug. I'd normally at least tip 20% (usa of course.)

I get that the service staff has little to no control over this charge, but I got it earlier tonight on a party of two. No extra service, no check-ins, no waters, nothing other than "here ya go." They even had a QR code to order and pay with phone number, email, and address requirement even though I'm out of town on a one off drop in.

That's not making sense to me. Would you be willing to find your sources? Larger particles would not spend more time in the air as far as I know. It's almost like you're claiming it's better to sneeze wild straight out everywhere instead of into your elbow, handkerchief, or tissue.

My condolences for your father.

Are fentanyl and stimulants used together in medicine that you're aware of?

I'd talk to my oldest. Talk about the times that we both remember fondest. Tell him I'm going to do everything to make him happy and keep him comfortable. As much as I want to say that I want to work out a signal for when he's ready, that's not how it works. That's not compassion.

Today is the fourth anniversary of my dad's passing. I was blessed to have the time that hospice gave us, to spend last moments, to say goodbye. The grief afterwards has taught me that grief is grief. There's no measuring between types of grief or between people. It hits in unexpected ways and it hurts. The grief of Dad hasn't gone away, it's just gotten easier to carry. The waves of it still crash on my shores, but most days it's more of a tidal wash. I know I'm going to go through another storm when it's time for my oldest, but I know that it will make me a better person to embrace it and work through why it hurts so much, why and how much I love him. Sharing that vulnerability has brought me closer to my friends. Sharing it with others has been (however counterintuitively) self empowering.

Hugs to you. We'll never get long enough, but the time we get makes it worth it. The love you've given them has meant the whole world.

To back up your point but also clarify, the woman with the McDonald's coffee initially offered to settled for 20k, but McDonald's wouldn't offer more than $800. The jury awarded her $3mil. It was later reduced but then settled confidentially. McDonald's did (as you point out) produce a major smear campaign against her and completely downplayed her injuries. iirc, her the injuries included third degree burns, fusion of labia to her thigh, and multiple skin grafts. The more you learn about it, the worse it gets. We were all brainwashed into thinking it was poster child for frivolous lawsuits. https://www.caoc.org/?pg=facts

No one does. There's some relevant context here that you seem to be ignoring.

"Get back to work!"

The one I bought was the Brondell SS-250. The SS-150 is just as good. My wife and lady friends either don't use the front sprayer or don't miss it on their 150 model.

I like that the pressure increases as you turn the handle instead of jumping up to a higher pressure like some other bidets. More control, less surprise. We've been asked about how the cold water is and frankly, we prefer it to the ones we've tried that have both hot and cold.