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I've read this in several places, dating back at least months. Those states can take a long walk off a short pier.

This is a fascinating article. Browse town to town by using the arrow at right of the photos. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ These 15 American towns were once booming and are now barely surviving https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/these-15-american-towns-were-once-booming-and-are-now-barely-surviving/ss-AA1Vb0s8

The latter are Marinela, distributed by Bimbo Bakeries USA man. Former's box is gone, but we predict the same, predict we man. Everyone can die happy now that the truth is known, glee man.

Our friend Pooky, who went radio-silent for some time until returning, celebrates his 21-year anniversary on VJ as of 9 February 2026.

We have to be courteous to our Lobsterback invaders, ma'am.

Wow.

Governor HairGel for President!

Many folks will be quite interested in what you learn. Thanks for the offer, and good luck.

They often need supervisory approval. Rest easy. Be sure to report back with the good news!

Full report afterward, please!

Pulling for everyone's progress here.

Congratulations!

Yee-HAAAAA!

Thrilling Monday report, see man: Did not leave the casa all day, ensconced we man. Embedded ourself far too late on Sunday night and then couldn't zzz, late and no zzz man. We perhaps got an hour or two, grouchy we man. Breakfasted/skoolbused* Mini-B., bye wee man man. *by the way, radio silence from all skool & transpurtayshun personnel whom we wrote AGAIN, man Immediately tried Siesta #1, desperate we man. Siesta failed, man. We considered ourself unfit to do tax work, wait for Mama T-B.'s wrath we man. Worked on nagging issues such as credit-card disputes, nagged we man. Also dished/de-dished the warsher, domestic we man. Lunch was 2 turkey sandwiches, ingest we man. Siesta #2 was eventually undertaken, somewhat successful zzz man. Mini-B. arrived and demanded a snack, hungry wee man man. We nuked him a Costco mini-'za, nuke we man. Din-din was salad + hot dogs, ingest Two Guys man. This din-din is actually rather intense, see man: 1. De-bag shredded lettuce and embowl it, si man 2. Slice half-tomato for Mini-B., unkindest cut of all man Many. Add croutons to both bowls, add man Many. Add respective dressings to respective bowls, add man Many. Serve/ingest bowls, si man Many. De-package Many (2+2) hot dogs, denude the dogs man Many. Place dogs in nuke-safe dog-nuker, nuke dogs man Many. Separate buns from package, bifurcate buns man Many. Place opened buns on separate paper plates, place man Many. Pre-add mustard/ketchup to Mini-B.'s and ketchup to ours, pre-add man Many. Remove dogs from microwave and fork into buns, proper technique involved man Many. Serve/ingest dogs, si man Many. Up-wrap remaining half-tomato for use later in Two Guys week, it's a wrap man Many. Up-wrap remaining dogs for use later in Two Guys week, Wrap Artist we man This is more work than for almost any other Two Guys din-din, conclude we man. Mini-B. didn't want a movie night, oh well man. Later, attempted to caucus with Mini-B. to pick remaining hyskool courses, deadline soon man. Mini-B. insisted on texting an amigo (amiga?) and making us repeat ourself, we man. An argument ensued and skool activity was curtailed, curtail our tail with a carving-knife man. Hours later, Mini-B. emerged and semi-promised that we'd do this on Tuesday, si man. We had spent those hours caucusing with ChatGPT to make some sense of the requirements, man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. Must visit Mama T-B. on Tuesday, visit we man. We will have to lie about progress taxxing, sigh man. However, Subway coupons might finally be in weekly rainwater newspaper, hope we man. We will search locally and in Uncle T-B.'s mailroom's recycle cans, search we man. And that was/is our thrilling Monday, report we man.

You must be quite young (e.g., Many years old), si mam ma'am. And you have never squealed on whether you're a rubia, squeal now mam ma'am. Gracias, si mam ma'am. Kudos to Mama mam ma'am and to mam ma'am herself for the blatant P-Math error, see mam ma'am! Bad un-P-Mathing mam ma'am! Bad, BAD un-P-Mathing UN-P-MATHING mam ma'am! Unless we make progress on Mama T-B.'s taxes, which we did not on Monday (see Thrilling Monday report, see man), no man, Mama T-B. will outlive us, wrung neck we man by senior she man man. 😨 Bad irreverent insouciant mam ma'am! Bad, BAD irreverent IRREVERENT insouciant INSOUCIANT mam ma'am! A precious few luxurious ones are rotated into our collection for personal use, see man. The others are either donated to ex-Mrs.-T-B., who uses them as kitchen rags, or given to ex-Mrs.-T-B. to transport to Ecu for Mama-ex-Mrs.-T-B., who uses them as kitchen rags, see man. This begs this truth-in-humor, see man: Q, man: What's a high-tech Ecu broom, huh man? A, man: A rag on a stick, si and hee hee hee man. Giving Ontarklar vivid nightmares, si mam ma'am! Bad evil rotisserie-chickening mam ma'am! Bad, BAD evil EVIL rotisserie-chickening ROTISSERIE-CHICKENING mam ma'am! Mius are just like toddlers in their concentration and interest levels, si mam ma'am.

LPoP and unread, no see we man. If anyone is curious, Gansitos and Pingüinos might be made by Bimbo, but we're too lazy to go downstairs again to check, let the tension build until this is resolved man.

Welcome to the forum! Hoping for a speedy queue for you.

What the author says! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Washington Post cuts prove journalism dies in wokeness Wednesday 4 February 2026 will live on as a day of infamy in the United States. For, lo, twas the day that the Washington Post – tagline 'Democracy Dies in Darkness' – laid off 300 democracy-savers, after it transpired that 'saving democracy' was not a profitable enterprise. 'Murder!', the rest of the mainstream media shouted. 'Bloodbath!', they cried. 'My grief is still visceral. My anger is still raw', wrote a journalist at a liberal magazine. 'Solidarity on a terrible day', wrote former journalist turned paranoid Russiagate-obsessive Carole Cadwalladr. In other words, it has been a week of journalists doing what journalists do best: making a story all about how special and virtuous they are. Bewildered, they took to X. One now unemployed Post staffer wrote, defiantly, 'I am proud of the work I have done at this place… the stories that spurred change'. [...] https://www.spiked-online.com/2026/02/07/the-washington-post-cuts-prove-journalism-dies-in-wokeness/

Honestly, I think that the U.N. can take a long walk off a short pier. Your thoughts? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Let the morally and financially bankrupt UN perish "Imminent financial collapse," United Nations Secretary-General António Guterres hysterically predicted in a Jan. 29 letter to all UN member states, saying his reputationally challenged organization is so cash-strapped that it will run out of money by July, close its iconic Manhattan headquarters in August and cancel its annual General Assembly meeting in September. Most UN functions, including its Office for the Coordination of Humanitarian Affairs, which claims to coordinate responses to global emergencies, may also sunset in the coming months due to lack of funds. This gushing cavalcade of good news sounds more like a promise than a warning. The institution in December foolishly approved a $3.45 billion budget it can't afford, and less than a month later Guterres lamented "the urgency of the situation we now face." Cuts and layoffs are already underway. Morale is reportedly low. "It's now or never," one UN spokesman told The New York Times. "We do not have the sort of cash reserves and the sort of liquidity to keep functioning." [...] https://nypost.com/2026/02/07/opinion/let-the-morally-and-financially-bankrupt-united-nations-perish/

Got this for Cat T-B.: https://www.chewy.com/smartykat-instincts-hidden-hijinks/dp/847246 It's superior to her previous SmartyKat toy -- more speeds, distinctly faster even on slowest speed, seemingly far more durable fabric shade that can't easily be claw-snagged. I got a deal (not listed now; does one need to be logged in on Chewy.com?) of "buy 3, get 4th one free." I got 4, in case Cat T-B. destroys them like she did the old version (not seemingly likely, is my impression), and as a potential gift.

All the worst news articles start with "British politicians said..."

Mini-B. and I also noted this and agree with you completely.

Thrilling Sunday report, see man: Did usual groggy a.m. stuff, groggy we man. Breakfast (!) was onebowl of cereal, ingest we man. Attempted a siesta that failed, man. Conquered our one LL, victorious we man. Called Mama T-B. to acknowledge birthday, nothing "happy" about it man. For tax stuff, we went through her credit-card statements for last year, see we man. We were very sad to again see the charges for various Rx's and the moving vans, sigh man. No one (not us, not Mama T-B.) should have to go through that, sigh man. Din-din was 2 turkey sandwiches, ingest we man. Mini-B. told us to get snacks for the Stupor Bowl, "we're coming at Many (2+2+1) p.m. man," si man. Of course, ex-Mrs.-T-B. brought him after half-past Many (2+2+2) p.m., miss entire first half man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. then promptly fell asleep on our couch and began snoring, nearly drowned out the game man. She then awoke, looked exhausted, and went to her casa, tired ex-she man man. She nearly accidented with a neighbor out-backing from a driveway, just missed man. We and Mini-B. watched the Stupor Bowl, snooze-fest deluxe man. We consumed most of respective bags of cheaps, ingest Two Guys man. We consumed some Gansitos and Pingüinos, ingest Two Guys and hose our glucose we man. We consumed 2 bowls of Costco popcorn, ingest Two Guys man. Counting Thursday, this tallies to Many (2+2+1) bowls, already halfway to weekly quota man. Mini-B. noted that we hadn't bought an edible item for the week, we man. After the Stupor Bowl, we supermarketed, only time out of the casa all day we man man. We got Mini-B.'s item and, amazingly, one Manyzen Powerade Zero grape, usually sold out by eve man. Miu was needy and tailing us all day, needy miu man. We set up new miu-toy, see man: https://www.chewy.com/smartykat-instincts-hidden-hijinks/dp/847246 This is superior to her previous one, more speeds, faster in general, and seemingly sturdier man. We got a deal "buy Many (2+1), get Many'th (2+2th) free," F$WM. This is in case miu destroys one or more, reason we man. It also leaves a spare for our grandcat, cute orange mini-miu man. Miu loves it, distracted miu man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. No distinct plans for Monday, must hit Mama T-B.'s taxes we man. And that was/is our thrilling Sunday, report we man.

Consider Adguard only, take it from us man. Worth every penny, $i man. Quite a reasonable lifetime price, too, whee man! Definitely the first, and usually the second, si and usually si man. But if it's that way "all the time usually all of the time," shouldn't it be si and no man, huh man?

Fascinating, and rather ingenious. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ AI to help track icebergs PARIS — British scientists said on Thursday that an AI tool to catalog and track icebergs as they break apart into smaller chunks could fill a "major blind spot" in predicting climate change. Icebergs release enormous volumes of fresh water when they melt in open waters, affecting global climate patterns and altering ocean currents and ecosystems. But scientists have long struggled to keep track of these floating behemoths once they break into thousands of smaller chunks, their fate and impact on the climate largely lost to the seas. To fill in the gap, the British Antarctic Survey has developed an AI system that automatically identifies and names individual icebergs at birth and tracks their sometimes decades-long journey to a watery grave. [...] https://global.chinadaily.com.cn/a/202602/06/WS69853d35a310d6866eb37c45.html