Imagine how excited to finally own my own time machine. I liked the idea that I could build my new time machine at home without the hassle of having to lease a workspace. When the time machine pieces arrived, they were much smaller than I expected, but, I still kept the faith. I turned on the 1985 time travel documentary, upon which this kit was based, and proceeded to build my time machine.
The instructions were very easy to follow. But, I found it very difficult to fit inside the time machine. Also, there is not a working flux capacitor- a let down for sure, as now I do not know what to do with this plutonium that I bought off some libyan guy in a mall parking lot.
If you are expecting to travel in time with this kit, you won’t be let down. Upon completion I was transported back to my childhood with Doc and Marty.
“The most consequential laws, by contrast, go on for thousands of pages. The Affordable Care Act runs to 2,400 and has spawned a vast labyrinth of explanatory regulations. A staffer who took a copy home as a souvenir after the Senate passed it on Christmas Eve 2009 had to remove it from his luggage or face an excess-baggage charge, says Donald Richie of the Senate Historical Office.”—Yow. [via Legislative verbosity: Outrageous bills | The Economist]
“The client always bears the responsibility for the success of a marketing campaign. But along with that responsibility is the need to listen to its advertising agency and marketing partner.”—This is such a basic, BASIC truth and it’s shocking how often it’s ignored. By both the client and the marketer. [via Why Ad Agencies Aren’t Going Away Anytime Soon | Al Ries - Advertising Age]
“Of all the things she ate in the name of saving animals, Crystal Galbraith, the young vegan operative who went undercover at the Hump, found the horse meat the most disturbing. Whale had the strange but not unpleasant flavor of “fishy beef,” but horse she found altogether unpalatable. “It was pungent and gamey, really disgusting,” she told me. To eat it, she said, she had to fool herself back into a pre-“Skinny Bitch” mentality. As it happened, this was not the only trickery at work on Galbraith’s visits to the Hump. So committed was the restaurant to serving the outrageous and off limits and hard to source that it resorted to a little subterfuge of its own. When Scott Baker’s DNA tests came back, the horse that had assaulted her palate with its strangeness was revealed to have been beef. ♦”—A Reporter at Large: Beastly Appetites, by Dana Goodyear. The animals we love too much to eat. http://nyr.kr/HbgVdY