Ha. I had a true old school grammar teacher. I can pretty much nail all the grammar rules. It's extremely mathematical and formulaic, and you said you're good at calculus, so it's especially surprising to me that grammar stumps you.For me it is and will forever be commas. I make mistakes on other stuff, but usually because of speed. When it comes to commas I genuinely don't track when they are necessary. Part of that is I love run on sentences and make things harder on myself. My son thinks.i have undiagnosed ADHD as a contributing factor.
There are no Yetis in Utah. They should name themselves the Stormin' Mormons. Plenty of Mormons in Utah.The Arizona coyotes of the NHL are relocating to Utah and they have narrowed down the possible team names. One of the choices is the yetis. @Weezer
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Never made that, but there was a marinade I was supposed to use for some beef ribs I was smoking and it called for coffee in its ingredients. I didn’t make enough to mop all the way and on the spur of the moment mixed coffee and Sweet Baby Ray’s. I thought it was better than what I had painstakingly made…by a lot.You know, I feel sure, that is the way to make red eye gravy: deglaze the country ham frying pan with strong coffee.
I was a... let's say... rambunctious kid and my dad exercised correction by means of spanking: just the hand for run of the mill in the moment whacks, escalating through switches and the belt for more serious offenses, and all the way up to a couple school-style paddles he kept in the garage (he was a teacher back when they still did that). One of those damn paddles had a bunch of holes drilled in it and I swear that sumbitch whistled on its way to your ass. And those things hurt like hell.On the corporal punishment topic I have hit my kids with hand, belt or whatever. I found though that correction could.be achieved in more constructive ways when my EQ was higher.
I know that the times my dad felt the need to "whip" me had more to do with his EQ than my inability to take correction.
I think what is missing today is not the rod, but consistent accountability.
For many we take the one as the other, but it doesn't have to be.
Didn't beat you hard enough...I was a... let's say... rambunctious kid and my dad exercised correction by means of spanking: just the hand for run of the mill in the moment whacks, escalating through switches and the belt for more serious offenses, and all the way up to a couple school-style paddles he kept in the garage (he was a teacher back when they still did that). One of those damn paddles had a bunch of holes drilled in it and I swear that sumbitch whistled on its way to your ass. And those things hurt like hell.
But I specifically remember as a kid making decisions on whether to engage in an activity I knew would get my ass beat, and I remember damn near every time thinking what the hell, it'll only hurt for a while.
So as a parent, aside from any moral or philosophical arguments regarding spanking, I always had practical doubts about its effectiveness. What worked on me was taking away things that were meaningful to me, favorite toys when I was little, all the way up to my car keys when I was older. That's worked well on my kids too.
tl;dr It's ****** up.Past and passed still confuse me sometimes.
That's how cooking works imo.Never made that, but there was a marinade I was supposed to use for some beef ribs I was smoking and it called for coffee in its ingredients. I didn’t make enough to mop all the way and on the spur of the moment mixed coffee and Sweet Baby Ray’s. I thought it was better than what I had painstakingly made…by a lot.