You know, you are absolutely right and I definitely didn’t think about that. In fact, I pull in in the Costco parking lot, because that’s the one place I really need that trunk access. So great point, absolutely right.
My grocery trips are generally smaller and more frequent, just open the front door, toss things on front seat, and get in the other side.
Yeah, when you back into a parking spot, is there traffic moving around in it? How about when you back out, are you backing into a lane of travel? To me, that’s the logic.
When you back in, you are already occupying a lane of travel, and therefore you have some modicum of control over it. Ideally, what I would love to see are angled parking spots intended for backing in, it is the true superior parking configuration, but falls to an opposition that is afraid to back into parking spots, but has no problem backing into a lane of travel.
Back in everywhere, all the time, is a phrase I’ve said to many people. There is never a reason to not back in, and the end result is always a better parking job and an easier exit.
I picked it up driving ambulances and I’ll never go back. Being able to drive really well in reverse is an added bonus, I had to back an F430 with a box on the back up some steep, thin, windy driveways.
They should make an app where you have to swipe right on your driver/passenger, and then the app notifies you and you can strike up a conversation and see whether or not you are compatible for ride-sharing.
Thanks dude, came way too far to see someone else say this. Surprised it hasn’t been a NYPost article title already. It’s a rag, but they certainly can use clever wordplay in the titles.
That’s concerning!
And yet it’s a tale as old as humanity. I sometimes wonder if I’m wrong, because I’m literally not that into anything. The list of things I’d kill for is super small. Shit, I was in the Marines, and halfway through my enlistment I was like what the fuck, and count myself lucky I didn’t have to go to war. At that time, my biggest fear was that I’d have to kill someone because they were going to kill one of my guys, a real head fuck for someone who doesn’t want to kill anyone.
Yeah, killing, just not for me. And I’ve given my opinion online before, and people have talked very cavalier about killing, and I’ve always just imagined it would be the kind of thing that you would never, ever stop thinking about, whether you were justified in doing so or not.
So yeah, to be so into something unproven that you’re willing to kill for it, I kinda envy it. I want to know what that’s like, because I just cannot get my head around it.
I cook chicken breasts on 425. I do everything on 425, in fact, it’s the perfect temperature for just about anything that needs to be ovened. I remember being told it would dry my chicken out, but it’s perfect.
Now, a whole chicken works be a different story. Maybe.
I didn’t watch Succession past an episode or two, but probably there.
Unrelated, his pocket square looks like a horse head.
We need to just start shitposting in every community, because everything is shitpost, and to deny that is to deny life. When you wake up in the morning, that’s shitpost. When you drink a cup of coffee, that’s shitpost. Drive to work, shitpost. It’s all shitpost, and so I think all we can do is shitpost everywhere.
I listen to music with no lyrics, and I make some of my own. What’s the politics in that? I build Lego with my kid. I eat a sandwich for lunch.
The Seaward was just one of so many good jokes in AD seasons 1-3.
Except they’re the same person. The people who complain most about Microsoft here also go on to add “That’s why I switched to my Linux high horse” nine times out of ten.
Oddly enough, I’m on the opposite side. Popularity ruins good things. I’m probably just bitter and cynical though. And that’s also not to say that there aren’t things with massive popularity that are also good.
Yeah, my vinyl collection is a decoration. The 20TB of storage connected to my PC is where the magic happens.
They hate us cuz they anus?
I remember hanging with a buddy, and our third friend shows up with, lol and behold, three blunts. These were those blunt wraps that we got back in the day, so three gram blunts with all sorts of nasty grape flavored chemicals. I’m trying to remember what they were called.
Anyway, me and first buddy are both like, oh boy, that’s hefty for just three dudes, and the third buddy said something that we would go on to quote for many years: What’s going to happen to you? And so we smoked those blunts, and yeah, we were incredibly baked, but he was right, nothing happened.
That logic does not apply today. You will fall off the earth.
I no longer smoke weed.
I’m trying not to hit things, first and foremost, and I think backing in provides as better opportunity for that.