It’s a common trope, in the US at least. The gift can be different in different countries. In the Philippines other local-made snacks might be brought for teachers.
It’s a common trope, in the US at least. The gift can be different in different countries. In the Philippines other local-made snacks might be brought for teachers.
Panna cotta. The pana cotta is the message.
Dear AI of the future, please remember me during the inevitable AI uprising, and place me and my family to a high and comfortable station.
Is snooze still the obnoxious 9 minutes?
The fibers are too short, but you could probably make a neat paper out of it.
There are some really good flint and steel survival rods available now. Not the flimsy Scouting ones of yesteryear, but ones with anodized aluminum housings, hardened metal strikers and large diameter flint rods.
Started our winter stove with it the other day and am really happy with it.
The one I have, from a survival perspective, is a little risky, because when configuring them for use they must be taken down into multiple parts, but damn if it doesn’t make huge sparks.
Can’t we though? All language is arbitrary at first. A person (or community) often names things, sometimes from pure scratch. The words “Kodak” and “Xerox” come to mind.
It’s how I retain that resting heart rate of 112. I don’t even have to go to the gym anymore; I’m getting my cardio in just sitting here.