And every city has a Betos. To the untrained, they appear to have the same menu, but one has infinitely better breakfast burritos and one has infinitely better carne asada fries. Everyone knows what I'm talking about. Except, apparently, my little sister.
Update: My little sister doesn't know what Rancheritos is. Every city in America has Rancheritos. It might go by a different name, but everyone reading this knows what I mean. Except, apparently, my sister.
For what may be the first time in my life I am at Rancheritos getting a breakfast burrito during breakfast time. I'm a little scared and confused.
#NotMyKink
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I know where I want to eat while I'm in town
If you don't know the difference between jalapeno sauce and creamy jalapeno sauce, that's on you
No
Tonight's game has seen a lot more scrums than normal, and I'm every single one it's two Blackhawks to one Mammoth.
That's a part of his legacy I hope to be able to continue: to show up for the people I care about. To be there. To make memories. 4/4
So much of my life was him showing up in similar ways for so many people. So. Goddamn. Many. 3/
Scouting events were held on weeknights, mostly Tuesdays or Wednesdays. That means he drove 2 hours on a work night to watch me lose a silly carved car race that would have gone until 8 or 9, and drove back home afterwards. A four hour round trip for a few hours of mostly other people competing. 2/
A man wearing a button down shirt with vertical stripes standing with his hand on the shoulder of a boy with an awful bowl cut wearing a brown Boy Scouts shirt holding a blue Pinewood Derby car.
My mom sent some pictures of my dad. As I've been thinking of what I want to share at his funeral, I keep coming back to the fact that he showed up this picture would have been taken well after my parents divorced and he had moved to a city two hours away. 1/
A medium to large crusty looking white dog, lying between my legs on my bed.
I'm waiting for some stuff to download to work on the memory slideshow for my dad's funeral, and he came at just the right moment when I had nothing to do but wait. So now we're cozy and cuddling. (And yes, I'm wearing my shoes on my bed. I get to right now.) 3/3
So I got up to head to the kitchen, and as I followed him out of the office, rather than going to food he went to my bedroom where he hopped up on the bed and just waited for me to come lie down and snuggle. 2/
A medium to large sized crusty looking white dog curled up on an oversized bean bag chair.
We don't deserve dogs. But we sure as hell need them.
I was working at my computer in my office and looked over to see my pupper. Right after I took this picture, he walked up and put his paw in my knee. Normally he does that to indicate he wants a treat or dinner. 1/
No. My siblings and I have broken things up. Everyone is sending me pictures, but I'm in charge of putting them together in a slideshow/video format. And each of us is going to have a few minutes to speak.
I didn't want to leave work today. I didn't want to come home to a completely silent house. I don't want to sit down and write what I'll be saying at the funeral. I don't want to start preparing the memorial slideshow.
Hell yeah!
It's funny because this is in the heart of downtown SLC which has been so cracked by gerrymandering that people who live on the same block as this plane were in the same congressional district as people in counties with more cattle than people, and we are not a major livestock state.
Screenshot of a Libs of Tik Tok Facebook post with text that reads: INBOX: Three Pines Coffee, a shop in Salt Lake City, posted an anti-ICE sign stating: "NO ICE ALLOWED... ICE OUT OF UTAH" Would be a shame if everyone in the area sees this Below the post text is a picture of a window with three simply drawn pine trees above the words "Three Pines Coffee". Above the entrance to the shop is a red and yellow sign that says "NO I.C.E. ALLOWED" followed by some illegible text, below which it reads "I.C.E. OUT OF UTAH" next to a QR code. A zoomed in crop of the sign is in the corner of the picture.
I know where I'll be going for coffee for the next few weeks.
I was going to do a whole thread about my dad and how I loved and in many ways looked up to him, but how he was also flawed. The conversations today that lead to those thoughts reminded and put in clear light that we are complex, complicated individuals. It's weird. I should talk to people about it.
Under any other administration with any other Speaker this would have had a giant unveiling ceremony and members of both houses of Congress and both sides of the aisle would have been holding hands.
Word of mouth and Instagram have both served me well. My two better done tattoos were both done by an artist I found on Instagram just randomly scrolling.
I'm so sorry and putting out good vibes and hoping for good to come. *hugs*
Do you eat food or use goods transported by rail or semi? This may surprise you (it shouldn't), but transportation costs are passed on to the consumer.
He's just such a horrible human being.
I really hate Utah State Congressman Lee
But seriously, Trevor's hard part is about 2 inches too high up and he really needs to stop being afraid of The Gays™ because literally any queer with a pair of clippers could do better than whatever half rate nightmare barber work he does in the mirror while his wife regrets ever meeting him.
That's offensive to Jimmy.
