I don't think they're too worried about the legality of burning insulation when they've already stolen copper to support their meth addiction.

Well, they were looking for metal.

I remember my doctor smoking while talking to him. I also remember asking my mom if I could smoke when I was 7 . She told me I had to wait until I was 12.

Yes the public did. My father-in-law was born in the late 1920's and they called them "nails in your coffin" back when he started smoking as a teen.

The tobacco companies did a great marketing job, so it was cool, or "the bees knees" to be a smoker regardless of the health risks. But they did do a great job of suppressing anything that definitively showed the risks of smoking. While smoking is decreasing in popularity, just look at how many people still smoke. Even knowing how harmful it is currently.

I never really had these "natural rhythms". Or at least I'm not as sensitive to it as most people are. I get tired if I'm up for more than 48 hours or so, but I really never had an issue working different shifts when I was younger, and don't have an issue with changing time zones now. The last time I traveled to the EU with some coworkers, they were acclimated to the time difference after a week. They all complained about waking up in the middle of the night. I arrived in the afternoon and went to bed around 9 in the evening and slept great and was perfectly adjusted the next morning.

Even so, I have zero interest in going to Mars. But I can't imagine that there aren't people like me that would be willing to go.

I'm kind of partial to my sand blaster.

I found it. There's a "Post" button just above the word "Threshold" in the green bar where you can change how comments are displayed. The word "Post" is in very slightly lighter green than the green bar itself. If you hover over it, it will turn into a gray square button with "Post" in black text. I actually found it by accident when moving the mouse around. When I realized what it was I tried to see it without hovering over it. If you know that it's there, you may see it from a normal viewing distance. But I didn't see it until I really looked closely.

Obviously you've never made ravioli by hand. I have, and it's not the most fun thing to do. That's why I typically make a lot of them when I do, so I can freeze a bunch and thaw them out as needed.

A lot of that stuff will need to be cleaned anyhow. Rolling pasta dough is not the easiest thing to get perfect either. Then if you put too much filling in, you can't get the edges to press together and hold when you cook them.

I'm not sure how you think you make them by hand, but you can only put one together at a time that way too.

There's only one party that's corrupt? Or are you talking about the republi-crat party?

And there's another problem. Lobbyists get paid, and it's a full time job. Plus they pay for what they want. The rest of us only have so much time to dedicate to politics and can not compete with the kind of funding that professional groups bring to bear.

I agree with you. The only problem is that the next guy is just as corrupt, if not more so. We've got a two party system where both sides are just as corrupt as the other. For some reason most people are convinced that any third party candidate would be a wasted vote. I guess that's why almost no one I've ever voted for has been elected.

Um, when did Canada join ISIS?

I really don't know if the pipeline is as great as those who support it claim. But the oil is coming out of the tar sands with or without it. So I think think the argument for keeping that from happening is moot. The question is, is do we want to transport it via pipeline part of the way, then transfer it to trains and/or trucks and deal with all of the added cost and possible other issues in doing so? Or the possibility of it getting shipped to China. Or simply build the damn thing?

I realize how incompetent the government can be, but just how long is this environmental impact study going to take? It's been going on for at least 4 years that I'm aware of.

Until it plows down a bunch of pedestrians while trying to get a peice of cheese someone dropped on the sidewalk.