I get what you’re saying, but weren’t big manufacturers committing to NOT expand production capacities? I can’t remember where I read it, but it felt more like they were just gonna hedge their bets and not build out in the near term.
Not to mention, this all sounds and looks like commitments and not actual orders. It just feels like they’re all playing with imaginary money and when the AI bubble bursts, and all those commitments up and disappear like a fart in the wind, those benefits of scale are also going to disappear and the prices will just stay high.
I mean… I get the FDA isn’t the trustful advisory it once was, but if I had a few dollars to choose between the “sterilized” gallon jug and a nasal blast from a Texan KOA campsite, I know what’d I’d choose.
I was thinking, I know that intersection, and the best thing you have going for you is that it’s not 6 o-clock. Rush hour right there is fucking madness.
I do t have a song in mind, but is there a song about procrastinating something that slowly gets faster and faster the closer the song comes to an end?
I thought it was “I’ve become a wet dream tomato, there’s nothing you can do.”
I get what you’re saying, but weren’t big manufacturers committing to NOT expand production capacities? I can’t remember where I read it, but it felt more like they were just gonna hedge their bets and not build out in the near term.
Not to mention, this all sounds and looks like commitments and not actual orders. It just feels like they’re all playing with imaginary money and when the AI bubble bursts, and all those commitments up and disappear like a fart in the wind, those benefits of scale are also going to disappear and the prices will just stay high.
Slap it in a Cybiko case and take my money!
Which was the style at the time.
I mean… I get the FDA isn’t the trustful advisory it once was, but if I had a few dollars to choose between the “sterilized” gallon jug and a nasal blast from a Texan KOA campsite, I know what’d I’d choose.
I was thinking, I know that intersection, and the best thing you have going for you is that it’s not 6 o-clock. Rush hour right there is fucking madness.
And your details are lacking jalapenos! Swap the mustard for sriracha and add a sliced (pickled) Jalapeno!
But there was smoke in the cabin and it sounded like the pilots were wearing masks a FL34? Electrical fire?
That seal knows its Judo well!
Marietta got hit too…
Downtown Sulphur.
I do t have a song in mind, but is there a song about procrastinating something that slowly gets faster and faster the closer the song comes to an end?
I’m amblyopic, and I’ve never been able to see the Magic Eye images. This is the closest I get to seeing the same type of thing, and I love it!