If something does happen to your seats, I can tell you from experience that it's not the end of of the world. Your local Dodge dealership will have a guy, this guy will have direct access to OEM materials and patterns. He'll take your seat apart, replace the ripped/damaged portion and you will not be able to tell a difference. Don't try to find an outside upholstery shop.
Oh yeah, totally get it... but my truck still has less than 5k kms on it so the thought of the leather back seat being shredded just sits wrong. I'm not sure I'll ever sell it, even... so it might not matter. It's just that "still new with no scratches yet" phase.
The bartender was pouring me my second beer and I got a text from a co-worker: “Hey you have a brake light out.” Finished that round and took off to get that fixed ASAP. I don’t drive drunk, but with a CDL I have to be extra careful. It’s .04 for me instead of .08 I owe a co-worker a drink.
Today in the Depp v. Heard trial, I'm pretty sure that Heard's lawyer was pushing the argument that the accusations Depp is suing about didn't ruin his career because it was actually Heard's accusations from the UK lawsuit that ruined his career, which is certainly an interesting strategy in a jury trial.
The whole thing is so bizarre that it wouldn’t surprise if it turned out to be some Andy Kaufman-esque performance art at this point.
I'm really interested in seeing what Heard's case in chief looks like, because so far their game plan has been to repeatedly ask each witness if they knew for sure that it wasn't possible that maybe Depp could have possibly hit her when no one was looking, then ask them if they were an expert on several kinds of makeup. For good measure, they also asked one of the cops (who responded to a 911 call placed by one of Heard's friends from the other side of the country when Depp wasn't even home) if he was aware that an officer could be disciplined for not adequately performing his duties. Defamation cases are almost impossible to win, especially if you've already failed in the UK where such things are easier. I do think that it's worth noting that as far as I can tell, every member of the hired help for both Depp and Heard have been on Depp's side. The butler's testimony was especially entertaining. Given the current news cycle, it would probably be Ezra Miller.
How do you even defend yourself against that, when you don’t know how many assailants you’re dealing with? …is that joke too edgy for the board these days?
Miller has an advantage in a fight because their gender fluidity comes with the strength of a biological male combined with the societal protection of men not being allowed to hit a woman.
What Miller needs is for someone to dump a handful of wood screws into a gym sock and beat the absolute shit out of him. He’s become a real Emile Hirsch-style of asshole who thinks they can be and abusive piece of shit to everyone around them, so as long as they give a fake apology later or just plain pretend that they can’t remember what they did.
The best way I can come up with to explain Ezra Miller is to say that he is the Jeopardy answer to the clue "this person is a menace."
So a few days ago we had a lightning strike at the house that knocked out our internet and satellite tv. One call to the satellite tv company (dish network) and they overnighted a new box for free. Small town ISP had someone out today, they installed a new modem and upgraded our fiber speed to like twice what it was, at no cost, and didn’t have to pay for the service call. The router that got fried was covered under warranty, and I’m out the inconvenience of having to use my phone as a hotspot for a few days. holy fucking shit that could have been so much worse
I would have preferred avoiding the mild heart attack of the whole thing give that I do a lot of work from home. I have two virtual interview sessions next week, the first of which has 80 signups for one day. And I'm the only one doing it. Knowing my luck, about half of them will show up and my voice won't work, much to my wife's enjoyment.
I love biking everywhere but holy fuck my poor legs. I'm only mildly sore, but I am just covered in bruises. Oh the joys of perpetual iron deficiency.
When your name is bewildered, and your klutz level is 100, life is a contact sport. But seriously, I didn't do a thing to deserve this. It looks like zombies were after me and I barely got away. Stupid red blood cells. I take a ton of iron every day and my body's like nah no thanks.