Given how consistently my knee has been getting stiff and achey, part of me wonders it I’m getting like my mother was with the rainy weathers or if I’m just starting to get old and fat.
Well, to be fair: I’m not getting thinner with ageđ
An orange in an apple orchard
Given how consistently my knee has been getting stiff and achey, part of me wonders it I’m getting like my mother was with the rainy weathers or if I’m just starting to get old and fat.
Well, to be fair: I’m not getting thinner with ageđ
Japanese internment camps: How a long-lost kimono unearthed a family secret https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-us-canada-60408913
I think that it would be rather a shame to have such a beautiful piece of your heritage locked away. But given what was done to their generation, I canât say that I blame their grandparents for being so disinclined to talk about it.
Growing up, I was always rather glad that my mother would share what it was like in her family. Being Italian Americans, my grandparents didnât have it quite so hard. My grandmother worked in a factory and my grandfather served in the Navy. To my understanding, he didnât like discussing the war but I believe that had more to do with his experiences in the pacific. By their generation, English had already become the dominate language in the family, and I imagine that no one really cared that much about the Italians.
By contrast many folks of Japanese decent were not so fortunate. And to top it off, there were many nisei who still chose to fight and join the war effort despite what was being done to their families at home.
My motherâs generation was the last that truly spoke any of the Italian dialect of the old folks because that was the only way to communicate with her grandmother. The Italian influences were very much apart of her upbringing, significantly more than my brother and I. And there was never any reason for anyone to mind or fear that. I think that we were very lucky for that.
The thought of people missing out on that kind of thing, kind of bugs me. Given what Japanese Americans went through in those days, I canât say that I am surprised. Not only is it wrong what was done to that generation, but to help break up being able to share their heritage with their children and grandchildren that is even more wrong.
Things that make dogs angry: the smell of chicken cooking.
Things that make dogs happy: the taste of fresh chicken.
Trick is somewhere in between, not getting Rube Goldberged off a cliff like a cartoon character while the dogs abscond with the whole supply of chicken.
Turns Out the Nintendo Game Boy Is the Worst Possible Way to Watch Movies
On one hand, upgrading Rimiruâs OS to Windows 11 was fairly painless and seems to pass the core âDoes my shit workâ test. Certainly not the worst experience for upgrading a Microsoft OS ever to be had.
On one hand preparing everything for the crockpot this morning was a great success. Combing the goods with some grilled chicken, cheese, and noodles was both filling and delicious.
Seems like itâs been a fairly productive and filling day off.
No New PC Needed: Windows 11 Runs on a 15-Year-Old Intel Pentium 4 Chip
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In my life: I have had relatively few dependable encounters with adhesives. If there’s a good way of joining pieces together that doesn’t involve adhesive, I’m probably going to choose the other method.
Deciding to Velcro a USB hub to the side of my monitor, I decided to also go ahead and Velcro the switch to the other side. Which I had meant to double sided tape or Velcro to the wall, but have had on a humble picture hanger until I could get some of either.
Well trying to get the backing paper off this shit, I’m now pretty convinced I won’t have to worry about the Velcro not sticking to the monitor or the hub and switch. Because as far as adhesive goes that shit works!