Bosswashington
Bosswashington t1_j9mu58h wrote
Reply to comment by dhebert1980 in Spring is right around the corner! Here's a beautiful rhododendron bush blooming in California's Coastal Redwoods. [OC][1333x2000] by Austinjamesjackson
They are called rhododendrons in Louisiana. Azaleas can be the same color purple, but the leaves are much smaller, and closer together.
Bosswashington t1_j6f0ze3 wrote
Reply to It was July 17, 1946 by TurnItOffAndBackOnXD
Wow. An original (to me) joke.
Bosswashington t1_j1oogde wrote
From the movie “The Burbs”:
Carol Peterson: Where are you going?
Ray Peterson: I can't walk anywhere without you asking me where I'm going - I'm going to Paris, France, okay? I'm going to Banff, Canada, alright? That's where I'm going.
Carol Peterson: Are you taking the dog?
Ray Peterson: Yeah, yeah, I'm taking the dog for a walk.
This was my only exposure to Banff Canada as an 80’s teen. Apparently, due to a writer’s strike, lots of the lines were ad-libbed by the cast. Perhaps Tom Hanks has a soft spot for this magical place.
Bosswashington t1_itpth8h wrote
This technology has been ongoing for quite some time. I think that when the tech becomes viable, it will mark the end of the human race.
In its infancy, it will start out rather innocently. Marketed to kids and families as a game.
“New! from Hasbro. ‘What Were You Thinking’. The mind bending twist the boring, old, 20 Questions that your grandparents used to play. Just put on the patented ‘Thinking Cap’ and show your friends and family the answer even before they can ask the question. Amaze your friends! ‘What Were You Thinking’. Get yours today, where toys are sold”.
Then, it will become more invasive. People’s secrets and lies will start to be exposed. The powerful people with the darkest secrets will stop at nothing to keep these secrets from seeing the light of day. It will not end well.
Bosswashington t1_je5l9b4 wrote
Reply to Art by OkBid1535
I’ve never been a drunk teenager and thrown a cheese and ketchup soaked krinkle fry off the rooftop onto a passing car windshield that was cranking over modulated garbage through a radio shack speaker box late on a muggy July Saturday night.