When Brave came out a while ago, my wife and I were quite excited to have a heroine that portrayed strength and independence to our daughter. By chance, my wife walked past a group of women (Latina) who complained that they hated Brave - not because Merida wasn't beautiful - but because, unlike other Disney movies, there was no prince to save her. Call it cultural stereotypes or whatever, but that seems to be a popular consensus among some.
It's cheaper just to: 1) wear shorts; 2) take a Hershey bar out of it's wrapper and tuck it inside your underwear. As it slowly melts throughout the day, and chocolate oozes down your leg, other customers don't want to stand next to you in line for 2 hours. They'll leave and come back to that ride later.
This also ensures your own private log on the water ride.
the first thing I ever "drove" was a John Deere grader like this one, I could only steer while my dad operated the pedals but damn was it fun. For being almost 30ft long it sure could turn tight
I think a lot of this may have to do with the fact that the chairs he's sitting on are often just props. They're very short. Some of them may be screwed to the floor (like the two chairs in Picard's ready room). All these chairs are also next to tables which probably don't have good clearance for his knees. So Frakes can either stumble around for a noticeable amount of time trying to get himself into position, or he can put his leg over the chair and go straight into his dialog. He does the latter. It would be more interesting to see if Frakes does this on other shows like his pre-Trek soaps.
Ms. Brosh is a talented writer and artist. I clicked the link and noticed that there are already over 3500 comments to her latest blog post. Every comment I read was positive and supportive. It's great to have her back.
Carol Robbins, my 10th grade English teacher, told me I should be a writer. I was a kid who got teased a lot about my funny accent (I'd recently moved to the South from the Midwest), I loved writing because it was a safe way to express myself. Eventually, I did become a journalist and later a broadcaster, but I probably wouldn't have seriously considered going that route had she not given me genuine encouragement. I still love to write, and have hopes that I can get into technical writing someday. So, Ms. Robbins, thank you. Honestly.
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YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH
1) wear shorts;
2) take a Hershey bar out of it's wrapper and tuck it inside your underwear.
As it slowly melts throughout the day, and chocolate oozes down your leg, other customers don't want to stand next to you in line for 2 hours. They'll leave and come back to that ride later.
This also ensures your own private log on the water ride.
Actually, if you go to the original link (above), you'll see he did NOT steal the cart.
John should edit his post so people can enjoy the project without assuming the cart was stolen property.
Without them, you'll forever be on the outside.
I suppose they weren't virgins, either.
Smuggling cocaine to Columbia, like sneaking coal to Newcastle.