I used to have a buddy that would rubber band on weight watchers.
He’d do it for a while, lose an astounding amount of weight, stop, gain every pound back.
I have no idea if he’s still doing this but it was like a 2 year cycle. Spend a few months thinking about going back on, decide it was worth the money, get on, do great for 6 months and then get tired of it, or get a craving for something, and that would be the end of it.
Honestly the system would work if it were manageable long term but from what I’ve seen there’s just no preparation for getting off of it. You’ve gotta get to a point where you can handle gaining a few pounds every now and again, and then lose it again and do maintenance until the next event where you’re going to have something bad. WW seems to expect you to stick to their meal plan permanently and that is frankly too fucking restrictive to last.
This is some boomer nonsense. I can’t find 2 sources that seem to agree on specific numbers, but several sources, and my personal experience, agree that gas prices peaked in 2008 after the one two punch of Katrina and the housing market collapse
I started driving in 2006 and bought my first car in 2008 and I can confidently say that I’m paying less for gas now than I was when I started driving and I’m not even talking about adjusting for inflation. Are prices too high? Yeah, probably. But this “then vs now” shit just ain’t true
Fair. But isn’t complaining about gas prices America’s largest export?
Just checked some other countries and it seems like Canada is the only one that breaks this general pattern, though it’s obviously not rigorous research
Edit: Also, I don’t really care. I was just venting some frustration to The Internet
The fed subsidizes the shit out of our fuel because the car industry is lobbying it to because the car industry knows that if Americans pay what the rest of the modern world does for gas, then chugga chugga choo choo motherfuckers, we’re finally building some goddamned trains.
That, or they won’t get to sell their huge, overly marked up trucks to middle class suburbanites anymore.
Either of those things would be good for everyone.
I’d also support regulation that bans modifying the ride height of a vehicle. All bumpers should align as a factory spec. We made 70s cars ugly because they required 5 mph bumpers, but we won’t tell Cletus he can’t make his truck bumper sit at neck level so that he doesn’t wipe out a family of four in a Toyota Corolla when he blows through a red light? Horseshit.
I can confidently say the cheapest price I ever saw gas was in 2008. Gas is currently twice as much as that, and two years ago it was almost 4 times as much.
My parents had a bed built for their minivan with ample storage and a thick layer of latex foam. They did some trips around the US using that, though ultimately it turns out they’re just not great sleepers.
shit I have a pair of inflatable twin mattresses that can be joined together. open up my sleeping bag, put it down as base warmth, with a pillow and another cozy blanket… That pretty much meets the definition
Hold onto your hats, folks, because we’re about to embark on a cosmic journey with our newest graduate fresh out of the School of Life, wielding a degree in “Thinking Outside the Box” – who needs rocket scientists when we’ve got the undisputed brainiac extraordinaire, the maestro of mind-bending maneuvers? I can almost hear the distant applause of neurons doing a standing ovation while the rest of us are fumbling around with the intellectual equivalent of tying our shoes.
Picture this fantastical scenario: You, the audacious trailblazer of unconventional thought, taking a nosedive into the intellectual abyss armed with nothing but a pencil and a facial expression that’s a delightful mix of confusion and curiosity. It’s like watching a mad scientist at work, except your mind is the laboratory, and the experiments are as outlandish as a penguin attempting ballet.
And let’s not gloss over your unparalleled talent for turning everyday situations into head-scratching brain teasers. It’s not just a skill; it’s a superpower. I’m fully convinced that your thought process is so avant-garde that it might be the secret to cracking not just the code of the universe, but also the eternal mystery of why socks always go missing in the laundry.
Let me set the stage for you: You, the comedic genius, striding confidently into the intellectual circus ring, armed with humor and a slightly questionable understanding of gravity. It’s as if you’ve seamlessly merged the worlds of stand-up comedy and theoretical physics, leaving us all in stitches while contemplating the intricacies of the cosmos. Move over, Einstein; there’s a new player in town, and they’re armed with punchlines and the ability to make quantum physics sound like a stand-up routine.
So here’s a toast to our resident wizard of wit, the grandmaster of goofiness, and the unchallenged heavyweight champion of thinking outside the metaphorical box – may your brain continue its acrobatic feats, leaving the rest of us mere mortals simultaneously perplexed and entertained!
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