Have you ever entertained the idea of writing about something interesting?
Damn, a 5 YO has enough skill to make a decent waffle.
Bill Berry always seemed like a nice guy, but honestly how much difference has his absence made to a band whose worthwhile music was pretty much all generated in the time period represented in the CD you were listening to? With regard to the periodic reunions, I can only paraphrase the comments of a famous general: Scruffy. So morbid. A sentimental replica of a band long since vanished. No style at all!
Someone points out gross stupidity and it makes you hate them. Makes sense. I'm all for going after lenders if they offer people different products based on their race, but this is the example someone finds to prove that this goes on? I can (maybe) understand not being able to follow all the details of *how* the adjustable rate in your loan is calculated, but only a dolt could not realize he's signing up for an ARM rather than a fixed rate mortgage. Federal law requires that the lender give you a goddamn booklet about ARM's when you express an interest in an ARM and they have to show all sorts of disclosures about every adjustable rate product that you ask about. You might be overwhelmed with details you don't understand (something that could happen regardless of your race), but you're hit over the damn head with the fact that you are getting an ARM. Plus, it just doesn't take a rocket scientist to just look at the interest rate section of your actual loan doc and be able to tell if it's a fixed or a variable rate. What kind of a fool would sign a mortgage without even looking at the interest rate clause?
I can just see it now walking into the Waikiki Hawaiian Barbecue:
Q: Well, what've you got?
Waitress: Well, there's egg and bacon; egg sausage and bacon; egg and spam; egg bacon and spam; egg bacon sausage and spam; spam bacon sausage and spam; spam egg spam spam bacon and spam; spam sausage spam spam bacon spam tomato and spam; spam spam spam egg and spam; spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam spam or Lobster Thermidor a Crevette with a mornay sauce served in a Provencale manner with shallots and aubergines garnished with truffle pate, brandy and with a fried egg on top and spam.
Bleh. No one could pay me to eat spam topped with fried eggs and gravy, either.
You read this article, and the only rational reaction is "good grief".
"To Atlantans today, Plaza Fiesta has become as vital a shopping destination as Lenox Square or the Mall of Georgia."
Guess again, kumquat.
According to the article, this tacky corner of the Buford Highway immigrant corridor hosts about 1.3 million shoppers a year. Lenox Square hosts approximately *eleven times* that many. The average shopper at Lenox Square spends about $115 dollars per visit. The average shopper at this place probably spends about ten bucks. Don't try to make this piece of crap property (notice you didn't mention the shootings that regularly happen in the parking lot there) to be anything but a gathering place for a bunch of fairly low paid blue collar workers. Not that there's anything wrong with that, as long as they're here legally. Of course, a large portion of them aren't, but that's another issue.
BTW, just curious-if this Adonay fellow was so successful in Mexico-why was he here in Georgia scrounging for jobs in the want ads, especially when he speaks no English? Even a reporter for a high school newspaper could see that something don't jive with this purported backstory.
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