Spiders are insectivores and have little to no interest in you. That's why I love them. When you have spiders, you don't have pesty insects, in the same way that when you have cats you don't have rodents.
As I recall (and not mentioned here) it's said that people have a lot of grey matter to be a good controller for the "arm/shoulder ballistics system," a detail which ended up out providing myriad other benefits.
It's been said that the most amazing engineering of the whole Shuttle program was the external fuel tank (and there is one with the static display of Endeavour here at the California Science Center in LA).
Considering they only shipped about every two years—I'm not kidding—so long as they keep the lights on, that's good enough for me. (I'll still look for a replacement, but I won't feel super rushed to switch away.)
I'd think that original creators such as J.K. Rowling, Steven Spielberg, Bruce Springsteen & Taylor Swift (among others) would be other members of the !evil bucket.
The comma has an unusual but super handy usage in PowerShell. When it precedes a variable of any array (list) type, the code it's the input to handles it as an array object, defending against the usual tendency to "unpack" the array and read in the elements that compose it.
The very best gridiron football is NCAA (SEC specifically) but getting tickets is basically unobtanium. I was lucky to have a FIL who was an alum, and donated enough yearly to get "rights for" season tickets for UGA games (Go Dawgs!). As the saying goes, "There's nothing like cheering on your team with 92,000 of your closest friends." An absolutely amazing experience every time that I got to go. [edit:clarity]
My grandmother (b. 1906)—a very intelligent lady (held her J.D.)—always had MLB game the broadcast tuned in anytime I was visiting her. The tempo and information needs of the game makes it perfect for delivery by radio.
A germane chemistry story but not about lubricants. I grew up in Atlanta. My mom was a scientific librarian and for a while she worked in the chemistry department at Coca-Cola. She worked with the guys who knew the syrup secret formula ("7x"). She told me she had to burn her carbons (this was before duplicating machines). She could take shorthand and perfectly type organic chemistry expressions using just a regular typewriter; truly lost skills, anymore.
It's surprising how dumb management has gotten in the Almighty Chase for A Quarterly¹ Profit.
Remember, "it is very difficult to get a man to understand a thing when his job depends on his not understanding it." [editor:and that goes doubly for MBAs]
—Upton Sinclair
I just got my first pair of HAs in November and I opted for the T-coil enabled model. It also (already) has working Auracast (not just "available in a future firmware update" like the other mfgrs). The T-coil model was not much bigger than the one without, and it also had two buttons on each unit rather than one on the T-coil-less model.
411, "Loop systems" are hard-coded in the US's ADA (Americans with Disabilities Act) so they are not going away anytime soon. When Auracast does proliferate it'll be alongside loop systems; not a direct replacement. (Not at least until the law is amended and we all know how long that takes.)
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My HA model is the Starkey Omega 24 RIC-RT (the `mRIC` is the smaller version of the same, sans T-coil).
I'd always been told this was planned into the implementation of the US Interstate Highway System. There are dead straight and level sections ever so many linear miles or per some gridsquare measure to serve as ad hoc landing strips in a national crisis. That's been 35+ years ago that I heard it and I haven't sought any supporting documentation since the dawn of the Internet. Any insight would be appreciated.
> That seems to be a more recent thing. There is now a concrete barrier in front of the rock face.
Nodding thx for the correction. Understandably, I am not scanning the outside shoulder in this or any other technical section in the Angeles National Forest roadways. "Eyes on the road" is not just something your Dad would say when driving at speed on these (or any other) fast, twisty roads.