He lied about that too... When Democratic vice presidential nominee Tim Walz first ran for Congress in 2006, his campaign repeatedly made false statements about the details of his 1995 arrest for drunk and reckless driving. According to court and police records connected to the incident, Walz admitted in court that he had been drinking when he was pulled over for driving 96 mph in a 55 mph zone in Nebraska. Walz was then transported by a state trooper to a local hospital for a blood test, showing he had a blood alcohol level of .128, well above the state’s legal limit of 0.1 at the time. But in 2006, his campaign repeatedly told the press that he had not been drinking that night, claiming that his failed field sobriety test was due to a misunderstanding related to hearing loss from his time in the National Guard. The campaign also claimed that Walz was allowed to drive himself to jail that night. None of that was true. Sez....CNN

She had knees?

Watch some of the guy's stuff. If not this one, perhaps another make or model. I think I can hook you...

Not Auschwitz, but have visited Birkenau and can relate to the impressions described above. Very recently visited the exceptionally well preserved Breendonk camp in our country. We were actually planning to visit the Dossin Barracks the same day, but decided against it on our way out of the Breendonk camp. Neither of us was in the mood for more of that horror…

I don’t know a lot about this. We live in the suburbs since we just don’t like living in a busy city centre. We live near Ghent, where young people do live in such buildings a lot. But in a city like Ghent I suspect these kinds of houses/apartments are probably the most affordable, which is the deciding factor for young families. Not sure it has much to do with being isolated from the street noise here. We’re currently building a new house and are temporarily renting a place. We very nearly rented an apartment in such a courtyard block in Ghent. That was until the lady started telling us about the numerous great activities that were organised in the courtyard during the summer! Community BBQs! Concerts! Kubb championships! I’m pretty sure the noise in the streets is nothing compared to the courtyard noise in the summer, so she lost us there…

Weird.

@taiwan_girl said in Buying Votes: I think that the student loan removal is one the things that everybody on this forum board thinks is a bad idea. I've got two kids in college, I think it's an awesome idea and will instruct the American one to vote accordingly.

FFS. I once went to lunch with a coworker who ordered soup and sandwich combo, then made a fuss because he only got half a sandwich. I just wanted to crawl under the table and out the door so no one would see me with him.

@jon-nyc said in "Vehemently denies": Does he say PRO-cess too? Oh, yeah. And them there's the "out..."

I remember my Dad meeting a work colleague of mine who lived in Bridgeport CT. When he mentioned that, my Dad said “I spent VJ Day in Bridgeport” and described what it was like. I got a real feel for how old he was on that day.

Ah, it was last week...

Robert F. Kennedy Jr. was unsuccessful with his request to discuss endorsing the Democratic nominee in exchange for a top administration job, according to two people briefed on the outreach. https://www.nytimes.com/2024/08/14/us/politics/rfk-jr-kamala-harris-cabinet-meeting.html

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Moved to Yorkshire

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[image: 1723733801083-25eaa5be-7f5a-46b0-82a8-0f39d901dc4d-image.png] So Jon votes for Trump. I knew it.

Multiple arrests - drug dealers and a doc. https://www.tmz.com/2024/08/15/matthew-perry-arrests-ketamine-death-investigation/

I’ve never been to the Holocaust museum there. But I’ve been to Yad Vishem and toured Auschwitz and Birkenau. The latter was particularly impactful. Unlike Auschwitz, it’s not really a museum with exhibits. It’s just an empty camp. When I saw it, it was late in the day after all the tourist buses had left. Virtually all visitors come via bus from Krakow. I was with my Polish girlfriend at the time and we drove there. It was just us, no one else, walking through that camp. It was silent and eerie, and unchanged. It could have been the summer of 1945.