Reblog if you’re bored and want random anons.
(Source: coffeelaced-intoxicating)
Time to get a brand new one for free if you still have the old one.
Fruit salad tree sprouts as many as seven varieties of fruit in one tree. The combinations aren’t quite as diverse as bountiful fruit bowls — apples and peaches, for example, can’t mix. But the trees combine several members of fruit families into one.
A citrus version grows oranges, mandarins, lemons, limes, tangelos, lemonades (a rounded fruit that’s sweet like lemonade) and grapefruit. A stone fruit tree yields peaches, apricots, plums, nectarines, peachcots (a cross between peaches and apricots) and peacherines. The trees can be planted outside in small back yards (depending on their climate requirements), or kept in a pot. Most are self-pollinating so no partner trees or pollinating bees are needed.
That was a really mature response. Instead of addressing my counter point you decided to post a video making fun of me. Please explain how giving people more money will maintain the value of the dollar and make everyone richer. Also a lack of government is by definition anarchy. You are implying all government (or at least the law making part) would not operate. Please give me a list of countries where this lack of government and taxes has been actually successful.
A man can dream…
Wait, what? Pay them to do nothing so you can keep your tax money?!? That would be a fast track to anarchy and inflation. Also how is it bad to believe in something, especially your government?
I am the left brain. I am a scientist. A mathematician. I love the familiar. I categorize. I am accurate. Linear. Analytical. Strategic. I am practical. Always in control. A master of words and language. Realistic. I calculate questions and play with numbers. I am order. I am logic. I know exactly who I am.
I am the right brain. I am creativity. A free spirit. I am passion. Yearning. Sensuality. I am the sound of roaring laughter. I am taste. The feeling of sand beneath bare feet. I am movement. Vivid colors. I am the urge to paint on an empty canvas. I am boundless imagination. Art. Poetry. I sense. I feel. I am everything I wanted to be.
(Source: izmia)
Via We Are Only Sparks, But Together Burning Bright!
The sandwich-making chain stopped selling the five-dollar footlongs in San Francisco due to the “high cost of doing business,” according to SF Weekly. Signs posted at Subway sandwich shops sadly inform San Francisco patrons — we hear Willie Brown is a big fan — that “all SUBWAY Restaurants in SF County DO NOT PARTICIPATE IN Subway National $5.00 Promotions,” according to the newspaper. […]
Apparently, the city’s new minimum wage, raised to $10.24 as of Jan. 1, make $5 footlongs an impossible business model.
So who is hurt most by more affordable meal options becoming unavailable? Inevitably, the same lower-income individuals and families such policy is purported to help.
Oh no, $5 foot longs aren’t $5, what are all the poor people gonna do?!? What everyone else does, paper bag a sandwich for under $2. Seriously their argument to repeal minimum wage makes no dam sense.
Well I’m back for a bit. May have some overflow content from the paper to add to here later. Maybe some interesting top 5 lists of songs. Unfortantly I am still waiting on confirmation from my contact in Norway about an interview via Skype.
Anonymous asked: You are completely amazing. I love you.
Well, why thank you, I’m flattered. But I’m kind of curious who sent me this.
