Gram77 Where are these Walmarts? The one a often shop at never has these people there or do I have to come when they are open late at night?
October 6 at 16:39 EST .
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MeiDei Here you go Gram, the People of WalMart website - captioned & tells the State when it can. http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/ Sadly, looking at these is akin to watching a fire - can't take your eyes away, can't stand the disaster : )
October 20 at 07:07 EST .
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FlatCityGirl My son stands around in WalMart with his phone taking photos of the freaks. He prefers shopping in the middle of the night when there are no crowds, and here in Lubbock, if you like a "floor show," the perfect time to go to WalMart is around 2:30am, when the bars close. We've never been able to figure out why, but for some reason, all of the drunks gravitate to WalMart, and I'm telling you, it's more fun than enough to just stand around and watch. We have four WalMart Super Centers here in town and they are all open 24 hours a day. You can go to any one of them in the middle of night and watch the drunks.
My favorite was the black gal who weighed in at around 375, decked out [right hand to God] in the most gussied up, blinged up, skin tight short skirt and halter top, gobs of fat hanging from everywhere on her body, and 5" stiletto heels. So drunk she could barely stand, with a boyfriend who wasn't much less drunk, but sober enough at least to help prop her up.
My only question was, where on earth did someone like that find a boyfriend? The guy was young and not half bad looking. She must have been rich is all I can figure.
I'm not even heavy/over weight, and I wouldn't go to the mailbox at midnight in shorts, much less out in public.
Sometimes you just have to shake your head and walk away.
December 17 at 22:11 EST .
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Bettijo Facts change all the time. Smoking has gone from doctor-recommended to deadly. We used to think Earth was the center of the universe and that Pluto was a planet. For decades we were convinced that the brontosaurus was a real dinosaur. In short, what we know about the world is constantly changing. But it turns out there's an order to the state of knowledge, an explanation for how we know what we know. Knowledge in most fields evolves systematically and predictably, and this evolution unfolds in a fascinating way that can have a powerful impact on our lives.
MeiDei If there's a sign for the above title I missed it - must be an attention-getter.
November 30 at 13:24 EST .
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Ole buzzard On 1/10/2010, the Union Pacific ran a three mile long test train comprised entirely of container cars originating from the port of Los Angeles. The train utilized a total of nine locomotives: three at the head of the train, and three additional sets of two cut in at one mile intervals in the train. Those cut in are what are called Distributed Power Units (DPU ). They are controlled by a single engineer from the cab of the lead unit, and they can be controlled independently. If the train was cresting a hill, those locomotives on the downhill side could be in braking mode, while those still on the uphill side could still be pushing and pulling. (The video is nine minutes long, and you'll see the DPUs at approximately 3:00, 6:00 and 8:50. )
October 17 at 00:14 EST .
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Zzzghy Thank you for posting this, O.B. I've been driving up and down the I-10 from LA to Palm Springs since the mid-70's, and I love the trains. I wouldn't much care to be stuck at a crossing while this monster is passing by, but it's still beautiful. Again, thanks for posting. I'll be sharing this with some of my gearhead homies...
MeiDei You might have to click on the photo to get the full effect of his "shave"
August 24 at 22:38 EST .
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Ole buzzard Judging from the look on his face here, he appears to be pretty well potted already.
September 16 at 20:00 EST .
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Lights_Camera_Action My Grandfather Rake sent me this cartoon, he says it is from a book called Moxs Nixs that G.I.'s in Germany bought in the 1950. He thought it backed up W.W. post below. If it comes thru small, click on it to enlarge. Compliments of the Rake King.
July 30 at 08:58 EST .
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Safetydude "Ausfahrt" is the largest city in Germany; every exit on the 'Bahn will take you there.
July 30 at 15:16 EST .
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Balogreene My friend at work (who went to Germany for an assignment ), has a mug that says "Where in the world is Ausfahrt?" Now, I know.
July 31 at 22:56 EST .
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MeiDei And then there are those T-shirts proclaiming the lovely Phuket Beach in Thailand....rhymes with Bouquet and not Bucket.
Rake King Every time I see one of those "stupid robber" hidden cams, it only bears out what I said 20 years ago. People who rob should be required to obtain a license after taking a test...a close second is voting.
July 28 at 11:13 EST .
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Balogreene I write technical manuals for the Army. There are many Warnings we have to include we giggle as we write. This is only intended to lift that, 150 lbs, do not ride it, do not put anything but that on it. Don't look directly at a laser. Don't plug it in while wet. Don't stand in radioactive field. Some of it is common-sense, some of it is to protect the Army and the contractors, cause we all know these young guys are going to try it.
July 30 at 20:25 EST .
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MeiDei Did you ever have to tell them not to strew gum or candy wrappers when out on patrol in enemy territory? I heard a sad tale of an entire encampment wiped out via the VC following the wrappers.
This story was told by a Dr. Isaac Krazen, who is a family doctor in New York. This is a story that happened quite some time ago, in Manhattan, to a very rich old lady we shall call - Mrs. S. and how she accidently got $40,000 dollars.
Many know Mrs. S from Manhattan, New York, mostly because she's rich and lives on the luxurious and well lit Fifth Avenue. From the window of her home once can see central park, and the beautiful lake at its center.
Mrs. S wasn't interested in buying things. She already had it all. She didn't want to give anything either, because she already gave more than expected of her. She wasn't interested in travel because she has done so already and now it tired her. Movies, concerts and the theatre bored her. Relatives and children vexed her and her doctor did not allow her to eat sweets.
Her doctor also ordered her to do a lot of walking, and Mrs. S did as he asked. Each morning she walked for a kilometer and a half. Most people could walk that in 15-20 minutes, but Mrs. S carried the weight of 96 years, and so the walk took about 2 hours, while she was accompanied at all times by her personal chauffeur, in his ironed suit, driving slowly along the track and keeping an eye on her.
People passing by are impressed by her. Many know her. Few are jealous. They'd like to be rich, but also young and healthy. The combination of riches and old age is more thought provoking that envy provoking.
But there's a problem, Mrs S. needs to pee frequently, and along the route there were no bathrooms. This was just the kind of problem rich people can solve. At the opening of each of the houses in this luxurious street, stands a doorman meticulously dressed and charged with guaranteeing no-one comes in but the tenants. The lobby also has a nice and clean bathroom. Messengers, on behalf of Mrs. S, visited 5 of these buildings, talked to the doormen, and gave them large sums of money to make sure they will always allow the old lady to use the bathrooms.
One spring morning Mrs. S went on her walk. She was up to 79th street when she needed to get to a bathroom. The usual doorman was ill and his replacement did not allow her to enter. Frustrated, she went into a nearby funeral home. As she came in, she was asked if she came to Jeffery Green's funeral. She did not like to lie but felt she had to to get to that bathroom. She was then handed a guest book to sign her name and address so that the family can sent her a card for coming to pay her respects.
She then proceeded to the bathroom to finally relieve herself.
Two weeks later she got a letter from the law office of Becker &
"Dear Mrs. S, we are executing the will of the late Jeffery Green, deceased these two weeks. Mr. Green had no relatives and so he has bequeathed his fortune to those who came to his funeral. Since you were there, you are entitled to a 7th of his fortune, here is a check for $40,000."
It was a large sum then, but Mrs. S had more, and so she donated it to the hospital where her doctor was working, where it helped to save no few lives.