Who knew? Up in something called "Dane County". Well huh. Turns out there is another one, too, over in Italy. Shakespeare wrote of it:
Baz Luhrmann made a movie out of that story. So did many others.
Is that Bill Shakespeare I see over there:
Beans are self-pollinating and rarely pollinated by insects. Bean flowers release pollen the night before the flowers open. The next day, as the flowers open, the anthers brush against the stigma and pollination occurs.W-h-a-a-a-t?
The United States of America was not involved in the catastrophic accident during final launch preparations for the Safir SLV Launch at Semnan Launch Site One in Iran. I wish Iran best wishes and good luck in determining what happened at Site One. pic.twitter.com/z0iDj2L0Y3— Donald J. Trump (@realDonaldTrump) August 30, 2019
Comey is revealed to be a completely manipulative bureaucratic infighter who maneuvered the government into a two-year Executive Branch paralysis in the form of the Mueller investigation, while falsely proclaiming himself the only holy player in the saga. His defense when unmasked in the IG Report is to crow that he wasn’t indicted.A bit more at the link. As usual the comments there are erudite, incisive and ass toot.
... no support in the law and is wholly incompatible with the plain language of the statutes, regulations, and policies.It was wrong for Comey to ...
I explained that he could count on me to always tell him the truth. I said I don't do sneaky things, I don't leak, I don't do weasel moves.Yet Comey just three weeks earlier, in the first memo, talking about the meeting he arranged with DIA Director John Brennan and DNI James Clapper to brief the president-elect on the Steele dossier.
I then executed the session exactly as I had planned.Within days the briefing made it to CNN who reported on the dossier and BuzzFeed actually published it. It's not been officially established how that information got out though Trump was furious and asked Comey about it.
Comey said that, among other things, he remembered telling Trump that the source of the information was not a government document, and it's not classified.The description matches perfectly Comey's own memos.
Along much of Florida’s east coast, as the storm approached, shoppers rushed to stock up on food and emergency supplies at supermarkets and hardware stores and picked the shelves clean of bottled water. Lines formed at service stations as motorists topped off their tanks and filled gasoline cans.Oh. This is happening in Florida. Oh. people buy groceries, water, and fuel.
... a common, simple and effective tactic is to push a hand grenade — with pin pulled — in a steel tube attached to the aircraft.
Once over the target the drone is remotely dipped so the grenade slides out of the tube, releasing the trigger mechanism.
Some grenades are adapted with fins attached to help them fly more accurately.More deets and photos at the Sun.
I was going to be teaching a class where we just cook together through to lunch time, based on what I find. I dropped my son off at school and only had 45 minutes before class. I had to be quick. I walked the length of the market and reached the end. Nothing. Nothing looked fabulous this morning.She had noticed before a surge of early autumn vegetables and had been looking forward to using those ingredients, particularly beets and watercress. That was her plan but when she went through the market all those things were gone.
My egg people being gone was a serious problem. These are the only people who consistently give me fabulous eggs. I am talking about eggs laid yesterday, the ones that plump up into perfect ovals when poached. I had to start asking people about their eggs, and got shaky answers each and every time. "Tuesday" said one, looking off over my shoulder just long enough for me to know, without a doubt, he was telling a story. I finally settled on some eggs, wasting precious minutes.She needed tarragon but a previous shopper took the whole lot. None left.
She rolled her eyes and so did I. This continued all the way back down and I realized I had done the whole market I still didn't have a starter.Time was wasted and now she must change her whole plan.
I decided to shift my poached egg dish to a starter and go with a meat dish. Côtelettes d'agneau en aïado, which is aromatic herb marinated lamb chops I like to do with three sauces, a fabulous garlic sauce similar to an aioli but cooked, a buttery plumped reduction sauce from lamb stock, and a sweet onion and predominantly chervil based green sauce using Claire's secret olive oil. I got closer to the meat stand where the idea for the chops came from but saw he was one of those circular saw butchers that wear lab coats, the ones that use power saws, producing cuts addled with ugly to deal with bone schrapnel. That would not do.Not do! Clinging to her idea of lamb chops she will leave the outdoor market and make her way to a familiar butcher nearby. Thank God for the regular guys.
"Bonjour madame, do you have any lamb chops?"She told the wife that she's teaching class in twenty minutes and they both laughed.
"Yes, we do. Honey, the lady wants lamb chops."
"Eight." I was thinking that would be fine. Eight lamb chops.
"Coming right up!" he called. I had 20 minutes at that point to finish this transaction and get down to the kitchen, open up, and print out recipes. I heard him bumping around downstairs. I looked at my watch and smiled at the butcher's wife.
"The lady's in a hurry, the lady's in a hurry" he sang, removing a shoulder, the heart, trimming and slicing with what looked to be a small razor sharp paring knife. He brought down a hack saw and pulled no more than two strokes to get through one bone, cut out the strip of ribs, and trimmed the end with a cleaver. His tools hung from the gorgeous hooks that looked like miniature metal bulls horns lined up in neat rows above him.She recalls her previous butcher used those same hooks to hang meat when he broke down the animal. But this butcher uses them for his tools. He showed her a sample and asked if that's what she wants. She told him she prefers the smaller chops. "Can you give me the cute little ones that look like a miniature côte de boeuf?"
He went back in and came out with a gorgeous trimmed lamb chop. I asked for some nice and thick and some nice and thin. I like it when I can stand the thick ones up on their end and the thin ones kind of lean along the side. Perfect.She noted the price was not that much higher than what she pays the producer. Apparently she transported to her workshop as they do in science fiction because the next sentence picks up in front of her rentrée.
The whole class was gathered in pairs along the street, waiting for me, although class would not start for another 5 minutes. I ushered them all in and we all had a cup of coffee while I printed the recipes. It came out that one of the students who had registered at the last minute was celiac, so instead of an autumn tarte, we went with some vanilla bean enriched îles flottantes for dessert. We had a delightful morning. The eggs were probably at least 4 days old, but I will take that up with him tomorrow.Eggs four days old! OMG. They didn't puff up like they should.
It's not pretty, and I'm not proud but seeing what evangelical Christians are doing to this country and its people fills me rage and a desire to exact revenge.Boasting of being part of antifa he responded to President Trump describing them as "radical left wack jobs who go around hitting people over the heads with baseball bats."
"Yeah, I know who I'd clock with a bat."Now he's resigned, but after the college decided to remove him from the classroom.
The decision has nothing to do with the substance of his views or his right to express them.Get the gymnastic duplicity required to fire a guy for speaking dangerously for aligning with a domestic terrorist group, and for making your college look like a bunch of nutters.
Rather, our decision is based solely on our commitment to fostering a safe learning environment for our students, faculty and staff.Rather-rather, you fired him for what he said. Just admit it. Had he not spoken so outrageously he'd still be employed. You fired him for what he said. Say it!
Turns out, he can bust a pretty good rap.No, he doesn't. Stop it. I said shut up.
[He] was attending a Rascal Flatts concert over the weekend in Bristow, Virginia, when he was called on stage for an impromptu performance.
And while Rascal Flatts is a country music group, Baier opted to sing a cover of The Sugarhill Gang’s 1979 big hip-hop hit, “Rapper’s Delight.”
And he wasn’t half bad.And he isn't half good either. I said, shut up.
As for performing with the The Sugarhill Gang, Ashley Moir, a booker for “Special Report,” shared a video in December of Baier doing just that at a Christmas party.
She tweeted: “My boss is cooler than your boss. Ladies and gentlemen, @BretBaier and The Sugarhill Gang!”No, he is not. He is wearing a red jacket with green Christmas Trees. He's a nerd attention whore dope in all ways and he keeps showing it. I said, shut up and you are not shutting up.