The minimalist quid pro quo.

Well, I’m not using a vacation day. So I’m cleaning out the garage and staying “online”.

Up over 7% after hours (on near 2x expected EPS). For a business that big, it’s enough. Of course that could change next quarter. The mythical “investor” is capricious in the extreme.

I’m convinced that the writers had Janeway wipe out the timeline where he made Captain in the finale specifically as a final joke at his expense.

Sure. Just need some info about the options: regular or super cab, and which bumper it had. Seems like it was always the 8ft bed though.

Real quick math: ~7,139 of my truck (Ford F150 lightning at 19ft 5in), so 14,278 half pickup trucks in a marathon.

Negative. I did debate on which distance to use.

For the Americans, that’s 3.84 football fields per minute; or a football field every 15⅝ seconds.

Jabba the Hutt looks weird with hair and pink lips.

That’s a classic.

Ironman indiglo? Still miss that watch, and I haven’t worn one for 15 years.

Fried spam with some cheap yellow mustard was a regular Sunday lunch. Usually with some boxed waffle mix topped with watery mapleine homemade “syrup”.

For sure, but good cheese curds are amazing.

Yep, cream of mushroom or cream of celery. A staple for the upper Midwestern hotdish.

“gravy” is a stretch. This picture looks way better than the reality. Cream soup and usually some bread crumbs or noodles to stretch it. If there was flavor, it was the salt from the tots.

Storage (bookshelf?) secured to the floor/wall. Unless you really want the open feeling. Maybe with a mesh back (even something like hog wire), you can have the best of both worlds.

That’s not MIA, that’s AWOL.

Pretty close! Swap the mash for tots and the gravy for cream soup.

The tater tot hotdish I grew up with. … Under the tots at least.