Has private equity ever made anything better? Ever? This will kill the NFL, but of course it’ll make a bunch of billionaires even richer first.

But then where will they go to see and be seen when nobody is watching them do hooker shots of Johnnie Blue in the luxury box?

I think I read not too long ago that there are still bales of cash buried around Colombia that were never accounted for.

Biodiesel was gonna be the next big thing before EVs started gaining traction. Arnold drove around a Hummer that was modified to run on vegetable oil while he was governor.

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He probably hates sex because it requires him to show up and actually perform.

There were also weird sizes and brands like Clan Kangaroo Scotch Whisky in the seven quart bottle, invariably sold at a drug store next to the Dutch Master cigars.

I never did any real research with microfiche, but I sure did love going through old newspapers. I especially loved all the old advertisements.

That’s what every map looked like when I lived in Korea. Took me a while to get used to.

The one posted by OP really took me a minute to wrap my head around.

Perspective from a Dallas homeowner:

I love that I was finally able to buy a modest little two bedroom house after twelve years of rebuilding from…events.

I’ll be able to have it paid off after slightly more than ten years, ensuring housing security in retirement, thus providing myself with some level of peace of mind, but I’m doing it wrong.

What I apparently should be doing is watching the daily valuation fluctuations and fret about it until I panic and sell the place to we buy ugly houses for pennies on the dollar so I can return to the sweet sweet world of renting from big real estate corps like the financial gurus on Yahoo say I should.

To the other side of this fence who are struggling and think the prospect of home ownership is impossible, I’m truly sorry that everything has gone to such shit, but I would encourage you to regularly save any amount of money you can and keep going. Hopefully, one of these days you’ll find yourself in a place with sufficient down payment to get off the rental merry-go-round because that ride sucks fermented donkey balls.

If I had fewer scruples, I’d find out who the construction contracts for new prisons go to and invest all in. This guy is gonna get in and imprison a whole lot of people. Like a lot a lot.

I still have no clue how instances work but whatever I’m doing has been working fine for nearly a year

But carrots cannot help you see better in the dark any more than eating blueberries will turn you blue.

Brb. Going out for blueberries

Somewhat related: last week I saw my old job from 2008 listed online.

Sixteen years later, and the compensation for that job is ten percent LESS today than what I made in 2008.

It’s difficult to find specific laws or regulations, but the gist of what I’m finding is that most places of public accommodation in the US must provide a restroom free of charge though they may limit access to paying customers.

There appear to be numerous exceptions that allow not providing a restroom at all, but I couldn’t find anything that says they can charge for it.

The one thing that does come to mind is certain venues that have bathroom attendants. In those places, you’re de facto paying every time you go because that attendant will shove a towel in your face with one hand and extend the other hand palm up faster than the speed of light.

I don’t know what a PSN account is, but I’m surprised you can get one in North Korea.

Looks like it was in an “exclusive” area of an F1 race. Best I can tell, it’s just a vehicle to keep the unwashed masses away from the privileged and their playground.

I was fortunate enough to find a completely rebuilt house in Dallas for just over 2X my income.

However, it’s small size (roughly one third of your standard mcmansion) and location in an older neighborhood devoid of a militant HOA doesn’t exactly make it a chick magnet.

I suppose at this point in life, that’s a plus. I’m perfectly comfortable here and don’t need the hassle of any cohabitants or invasive HOA board members testing the DNA of my grass to ensure that it’s a compliant species.

It took me twelve years of renting in a rat infested shithole with no heat to recover from losing the first house that was a mcmansion in a militant HOA.

I think I’m one of the lucky ones.

Not gaming console, but the first time I played a CD on my computer in the nineties, I thought I was witnessing the end of technology. Then when Primus released Tales from the Punchbowl on CD-ROM with the interactive stuff, I thought this was surely it. Technology could proceed no further.

There it is. I knew that kid would be in here somewhere.

Back in the seventies/early eighties, I remember my grandmother getting financial privilege by showing the check numbers in her checkbook, which were in the high thousands.

If you ran around bouncing checks, you would get cut off long before that and have to start over at the dreaded check number 101.

Such simpler times.