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the homeowner said that the buck shows up every day, so he put out a bed for him

Another shootout in North Seattle near Aurora Ave, this time at 4 am Saturday near Burgermaster. Police collected 40 shell casings from both sides of the street as the pimp & gang wars continue But "Seattle is ready" for the World Cup, right?

This is a disaster waiting to happen. Proof that just because you have camo and a Gucci'd out rifles, it doesn't mean you know what you're doing.

Remembering America’s most decorated soldier this Memorial Day…the great Audie Murphy. 🇺🇸

In the 50's my dad often mentioned gas wars and I'd go with him to see the battle. Didn't know what he meant but I was all in. As a former war correspondent I figured he knew something big was coming. Turned out it was just price war. 18 cents was the lowest I can recall.

(TL;DR) Here's the thing about WW2. It called up millions of ordinary American men who were shoved into the IET pipeline—Initial Entry Training, aka: "Boot Camp," followed by specific jobs skills training—then spat out the other end as infantrymen, signalmen, artillerymen, adjutants, mechanics, truck drivers, tankers, et al. And when it was all done? Most of them went back to civilian life. Their service (those who survived) ended when the war was over. These were not professional soldiers. They were normies made to perform soldiering for a specific war, and only when the war was done did they exit the soldiering life. And went back to being normies again. But the soldiering life gave them a shared experience they would keep with them. It provided a common nomenclature and emotional framework that could be referenced in an instant. Any setting or situation. Sometimes just even by guys looking at each other. They could tell. (break whistle, guys sitting down to open lunch buckets) "You in North Africa?" "Naw, Bougainville. What about him over there?" "Jumped from a Gooney Bird over France." "I heard that was rough." "Not as rough as The Bulge." And so on, and so forth. It was for many of them *the* singular touchstone of their lives. And it cut across economics, class, status, even ethnic barriers. A language of shared suffering, shared boredom, shared laughs, shared effort, sometimes shared terror, also sometimes tears, and ultimately formed a common-denominator vibrational bedrock which echoed through the decades. Influencing both families, and communities.

I met her last week, got engaged on Wednesday, completed all of Catholic marriage prep on Thursday, found a venue Friday, and got married yesterday. Now hire me as Governor so I can deliver this level of speed and efficiency for Florida.

Parents gave their kids just 4 minutes to figure out how to use a rotary dial phone. The confusion was instant. Gen Z vs old school tech is pretty hilarious

That water clarity is an engineering decision, and the math behind it is wilder than the video. Roman aqueducts ran on gravity alone. No pumps, no pressure systems. Engineers carved channels with a gradient so shallow it borders on absurd. The Pont du Gard in southern France drops 2.5 centimeters over 275 meters. That's roughly the thickness of a coin over the length of three football fields. They surveyed that accuracy with plumb lines and wooden leveling instruments. The clarity you're seeing is a direct product of flow velocity. Too steep and the water erodes the channel walls, picks up sediment, turns brown. Too flat and it stagnates. Roman engineers targeted a slope of about 20 centimeters per kilometer, which kept the water moving fast enough to stay fresh but slow enough to stay clear. Before the water reached the city, it passed through multi-chamber settling tanks where velocity dropped near zero. Suspended particles sank. Clean water flowed out the top into the next chamber. Repeat three or four times. Pliny specified the minimum slope in writing. Vitruvius published the exact mortar ratio for hydraulic cement: one part lime to two parts volcanic ash for underwater work. The pozzolana from Pozzuoli reacted with water to form a calcium-aluminum-silicate compound that actually gets stronger the longer it sits submerged. Modern concrete degrades in water. Roman concrete bonds with it. Scale the whole system and it gets harder to process. Eleven aqueducts fed Rome at its peak. Combined output: roughly 1 million cubic meters of water per day. That works out to about 250 gallons per person for a city of one million. Modern New York delivers about 125 gallons per person per day. Ancient Rome had access to double the per capita water supply of the largest city in the United States, running entirely on slope and stone. The Trevi Fountain in Rome is still fed by one of them. Two thousand years, same source, same gravity, same water.