Subdeacon Joe

New Jeep speedometer.

Some of the comments on it suggested it might be Swedish, maybe a Husqvarna.

I stumbled across this Any ideas?

Sunday on the way to church, southbound 101 in Santa Rosa, a section with the merge lane from one on ramp becomes the lane for the next off ramp. A guy got on, I gave him the space to merge on, he stayed in that lane as if to take that next exit...not uncommon...so I passed him once he got to the solid line. Watched in my mirror as he cut through the gore point just barely missing the sand barrels and got back onto 101.

If you are into the section with a solid line take the exit. If you are still in the section with a dashed line go ahead and merge back if it's safe. I'd the exit, find the nearest on ramp for the direction I need to go. OR... just use surface streets to go the half mile or so to whatever street I want. If the sinus is still giving me problems I'll take an antihistamine.

Naomi Parker Fraley was an American war worker during the Second World War. She worked worker on aircraft assembly She was photographed in 1942 using a machine tool at the Naval Air Station Alameda. The picture was published in the local press, including the Pittsburgh Press. The following year, the iconic propaganda poster of "We Can Do lt!" started appearing in factories to campaign for worker morale. It is now considered that Naomi Parker Fraley is the most ikely model (known as "Rosie the Riveter") for the "We Can Do lt!" poster. The subject of the poster has previously been assumed to be of Geraldine Hogg Doyle, and only in 2011 did Naomi Parker Fraley notice the mistake and corrected it. She passed away in 2018, at the age of 96.

Russia does have a historic claim to the west coast at least down to Bodega Bay.

And another Australian lovely

Wear your mask.

In your original scenario it wouldn't be "could you quit" but "would you be allowed to quit" or maybe "could you quit and stay alive." In your twist at the end, people get into acting because they like the attention, or maybe like the fantasy of being someone else. Yeah, the money is great for some, but look at how many stick with it even if at the most they get "and a cast of hundreds" or on IMDB, "John Doe (uncredited)" without even a photo. Pick anything, and the people driven to get to that high level are driven by things other than just getting paid in money. Look at the guys who are professional CEOs, spend 5 years here, 3 years there, 6 years somewhere else digging companies out of (or maybe into) a hole, and moving on to to do the same thing with a different company. The power, the ability to manipulate and change a huge company, and, of course, the fame and being able to hob-nob with the swells who like to be seen in each others company, fake smiles on their faces and a drink in hand. Heck, look at your basic contractor. Often they could be comfortable retiring at 50, not megamillion rich, but in the "not wealthy, not weeping" range, able to do what they want, pretty much buy what they want, without having to count pennies. But they keep working because, in spite of how much they complain, they like the work.

You mean, "man of substance?"

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SOB for dinner. I thawed some shrimp for dinner tonight. About 3/4 pound of 31-40 EZ-peel (deveined, shell on). I started cutting it into bite-sized pieces and wondering just what to do with it. "Ah! I'll just cook up some spaghetti, make a lemon-garlic sauce." Went to the stove to start some water and saw the plate of leftover biscuits from breakfast. Hmmmm......biscuits....."I'll make SOB!" That's Shrimp On a Buscuit. Finished cutting the Shrimp, sprinkled a bit of Smoked Hot Paprika, a pinch of Salt, a smaller pinch of Aleppo Pepper, and a few grinds of Black Pepper on it. Grated in 2 cloves of Garlic, the Zest of one Lemon, and squeezed the juice of half the Lemon onto it. Stirred it some to coat the Shrimp. In my nonstick skillet over medium heat, I put about 1 TBS of Garlic Infused Oil*, 1 TBS Margarine**. When the Margarine had melted I added the Shrimp. Sautéed it until about half done, added about 2 TBS of flour. Stirred until the Flour was coated with the fat, then slowly added about a cup and a half of Unsweetened Coconut Milk**. Cooked, stirring constantly until thickened, and added the juice of the other half of the Lemon. Served over a Biscuit I had broken into a bowl. Pretty tasty. *I buy small containers of peeled garlic and put most of it in a small har of oil in the refrigerator, it's often less expensive than buying whole bulbs, but with just the 2 of us a lot would go bad if I didn't cover it with oil. **If not a fast day, these would be Butter and regular Milk.

These parts, "Well rounded" is likely to mean lots of ammunition in many calibres.

NICE! Good job of reusing discards. Bet it fits the guy who made it perfectly. Take the hardware from a swiveling barstool to mount the seats so you and swivel a bit if needed (for myself I'd also cut off that point on the seat). Heck, you can put your rest wherever you want on that, even on the opposite side, so you can get into whatever position you need for a particular rifle. As is, if the seats don't swivel, turn it on its side and roll it onto a flatbed for transport.

Up until Emily Post somehow codified "THE" way to do things in 1920s it was commo, and persisted into the 1940s. He's also holding his fork "upside down." We used to be two-handed eaters, fork in the left hand, knife in the right. Use the knife to push food onto the "back" of the fork to convey it to the mouth. It was also common to use the knife as a conveyance for food. I'm not sure, and have been unable to find, when table knives moved to the narrow blades we have today, but into the late 1800s they were wide bladed, almost like a narrow spatula with a semi-sharp edge. I'm seeing on cooking competitions the judges more and more often using utensils in the much more reasonable IXX Century fashion rather than one handed eating that is "proper" today, which is juggling knife and fork back and forth and using only one hand to eat. Some of that is our rejection of everything European or British. An aside from knives - forks used to be very narrow, and two or three tined, made more for holding food to be cut than for eating. That old short poem: "I eat my peas with honey, I've done it all my life. It makes the peas taste funny, but it keeps them on my knife" has a lot of truth to it, and may explain the popularity of creamed vegetables, the thick sauce making it easier to eat them with your table knife. Table knives in the style of the mid-1800s.

A few other photos of that. Both look irked at whoever is talking to them. Mr. Rathbone seems to have made good progress on his meal. I'm wondering if it was a Traditional English Breakfast. Notice what appears to be a plate of toast with containers of jelly near his elbow. Another one. Apparently candid, note the blurring of Miss Lansbury's hand. She seems to be studiously avoiding the cameraman. http://www.gstatic.com/hostedimg/25f68a04f58ec0f9_landing From a different movie. She wasn't afraid to tuck it away: Which didn't seem to have hurt her looks.

Welsh Placename Edition

Sitting on knees, arm around another guy, etc. As Red commented, only in our unfortunate times in our society is a man showing affection for another man looked at as only sexual.