My girlfriend did that… Woke up in the middle of her shoulder surgery, as the doc was grinding bone away. She asked them to turn the monitor so she could watch. Doc did a double take, moved the monitor, and let her watch for a little bit… While motioning to the anesthesiologist. They must’ve bumped up the meds and knocked her out again, because she went back under.
Daiya cheese has a good taste and texture, across their varieties. My family even prefers their smoked Gouda to the dairy Gouda. None of the varieties melt quite like dairy cheese, but it’s a small price to pay.
Dairy causes my rheumatoid arthritis and colitis to flare up, so I’ve had to find alternatives.
Statement should have read “Putin does not need Western democracy.” Suppose that would get Ella defenestrated, though.
I’ve lived through it. A prior employer brought in a third party to assess the business practices and policies. Six months later, their investigation was complete, and the results passed back to upper management. Warm and fuzzy statements were made, promising changes. None were made. Fast forward a year or so, and the C level that was the driving force behind the third party investigation left the company.
No, dude. An outside investigator may very well hand their findings right back to LTT management, who promptly bury the findings and make a generic statement of “We’ve received the findings, have taken them to heart, and will be making internal changes accordingly.”
Have a third party investigate and independently release the findings to the public.
Perhaps I’m biased, but “hired an external investigator and would take corrective action based on the findings” translates to “distract folk until the spotlight is off us, so we can then sweep the problem under the rug and go back to business as normal.”
Reads like a piece of Rimworld art.
Jason’s also from Macon, GA. Population 150,000. Small town country boy my arse. To quote Shooter Jennings:
I get home from a long day, put on the radio Lookin’ for some country soul, but I don’t find it, no It’s a dirt road free for all, some old boys sayin’ they’re outlaws, They dress the part and they talk the talk You know they’ve been taught to walk the walk These boys think they’re tough like they been robbin’ banks Cause they name drop Johnny Cash and they name drop poor old Hank
If it is intelligent, it’s a smart ass.
“Get down here and fight me at my level.”
You know what they say… If you don’t know how to tie a word, tie many.
Some of us have solved the problem by performing a “clean Linux install” instead.