Dave Ferguson

VE-Day Riots On 7 and 8 May 1945, riots broke out after poorly coordinated Victory in Europe celebrations fell apart in Halifax and Dartmouth, Nova Scotia. Several thousand ...

So he rejoined the RCMP. He spent most of the war in Halifax, Nova Scotia, four hours' drive from home (and primary assembly point for convoys during the Battle of the Atlantic).

He was on duty on V-E day, though he said he didn't try to arrest anyone.

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My dad, in 1939, wanted to join the Canadian air force. They told him he was too old (he was 28), but based on his record, a previous employer would be happy to see him return.

In my cousin's house, there's a photo of Jack D (as everyone called him), wearing a vest made of... sealskin.

My mother's father killed a seal once.
With a locomotive.

See what majoring in English and a master's in curriculum and instruction can get you? ;-)

But yes, I was at the Michigan Central Terminal prior to the 1976 (mainly cosmetic) makeover.

The Pentagon never seems to worry about not being profitable.

When I was an Amtrak station supervisor in Detroit (mid-70s), I called the phone company and asked them for the Yellow Pages for the eight other stations in Michigan, in case we needed to remotely locate some service.

Look what you brought to mind.

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What, Jared is too busy to handle these four tiny side gigs?

What about his dad? Isn't it time we cut the oldest ally of the U.S. a little slack? Send Charles the Felon to the Gulf.

Musk as an individual is not an entity subject to HIPAA with regard to his own info.

He's just some dude.

Even though that's like being able to recognize a Tesla in an east coast city.

It was a real contrast for me. I was born in a Nova Scotia coal-mining town, but grew up in Detroit. The shift to rural Kansas for two years was quite the experience.

I still take ludicrous pride in being able to recognized a polled whitefaced Hereford while driving through the country...

And some of the most satisfying meals I had in my 20s were at the Harveyville Cafe.

All the pies were made by Wabaunsee County counterparts to aunties or nonnas.

You go with what you know.

I spent grad school in a town of 287, in a county of 5,000.

For entertainment once, we drove 30+ miles to the opening of a K-Mart. ;-)

All my kids were readers, but I don't remember going to Pizza Hut much. That might be because there was a small but very good indie pizzeria in the little suburban mall near us.

The kind with holy cards of saints stuck up near the register.

My children remember "dad tax," when I'd take them to McDonald's for lunch after soccer games, and mooch a few fries.

The Eager Reader pizza is the pizza your parents remember best.

My non-lawyer theory has two parts:

1. DHS/ICE/GoonInc has either fired or driven out (consciously or not) at least half the support staff, and virtually none of the attorneys left can create a TOC in Word on their own.

2. No one proofread the filed doc pre-filing.

An orderly line is what we want all day long. As you say, it would be administratively easy.

Back then, early 2000s, we had electronic voting machines, not scannable ballots, but I assume there'd have been an electronic time stamp.

Seems consistent. I chimed in just to say the deadline (at whatever time) is well known, and in our jurisdiction (MO tgomery County MD) when I lived there this was just part of everyday business.

I never had to deal with a court order, though. ;-)

When I was an election worker in Maryland, our materials included an end of line sign (or did it say "last voter?") to give to the last person in line at the designated time.

We'd also station someone near the door to tell latecomers the polls were closed.

"The Commitments," overall feel-good with side helpings of dark humor and wistfulness.

"Doctor Detroit," as good as a bag of Storm Chips on a blustery, cold day.

"Stone of Destiny" 2008 tale of the kidnapping (or rescue) of this Scottish icon from Westminster Abbey.

I can't wait till other tech ghouls launch LLMs that "respond in the STYLE of grammar-nag software."

By the end of the week, you'll need Ken Burns to do a full montage.

They needed better lawyers.

The GOP: The Enemy Within.

To paraphrase a Marshall Dodge line from an episode of "Bert and I," I could take a sharp knife and a piece of knotty pine and whittle a more accurate answer than Gemini gave.

This account is fascinating on so many levels.

The predictive-text genie lies about lying, since it doesn't really understand what it's doing (or, more accurately, not doing)...

He pauses in the stupidest places.

Either he has to tense up mentally to manage any two-or-more syllable word after "the," or else the teleprompter breaks the line before a big word like "bravery" and he can't maintain audio momentum.

Also, it's ironic that the chervil I order online here in Canada comes from... Bart, a UK brand.

It wasn't all that exotic in the elite* environment of Montgomery Village, Maryland.

( * not very damn elite )

Four Trump-weeks equals at least 1 Putin-day, which means this will drag into spring 2027.