40 students partook in our summer fantasy camp today. This was the most successful fantasy camp in the history of NEPWA. Congrats to all the students for their hard work and enthusiasm. We are proud to announce 10 new students from this camp enrolled in our world class program.
Sure, I don't really work in Email Marketing any longer but @chicagotribune if you need someone that knows what they are doing to show you how to unsubscribe your subscribers when they click the unsubscribe button for a day, my rate isn't that high.
My favorite thing about signing up for the @chicagotribune newsletter is that I've gotten to unsubscribe from it daily for a week or so and this isn't the first time I've tried to unsubscribe from their newsletter. The only respite is sometimes it ends up in SPAM.
My favorite thing about signing up for the @chicagotribune newsletter is that I've gotten to unsubscribe from it daily for a week or so and this isn't the first time I've tried to unsubscribe from their newsletter. The only respite is sometimes it ends up in SPAM.
Many of my friends have gone bald or are balding, I am not, so I take full advantage of it.
Mohawk? Eh, I'll rock it until I'm tired of it and my hair will be "normal" in a month or 2.
I miss their beer. They were one of my biggest inspirations making beer and opened my eyes to so many styles. I really miss popping into The Mouse Trap to catch up with John, Ben, and Toast. Congratulations to the whole @OffcolorBrewing crew🍻
Yesterday we were a brewery. Today we’re a brewery that’s been around a decade. That feels like an accomplishment. And obviously we couldn’t have done it without all of your support and trust in this kind of weird Chicago brewery trying to make a little impact in the big city.
I'm not even fully back in the corporate world and I f*cking hate it already. Really sucks the only jobs that pay decent are the soul crushing desk jobs.
If you must know, it’s all simple physics, really…
Allow me to make like Degeneration X and … 😏… break it down:
It may seem like a “full stop”, however if you observe very closely, you’ll notice that I never actually stop fully. What the ignorant eye cannot see when I hit the ropes, is how I’m very strategically and meticulously building up my momentum (p = m v), essentially taking my full mass and then transferring said mass at a skyward angle by way of the jump, thus creating angular momentum. On my way ineluctable way down, gravity then assists me in generating inertia by taking the aforementioned angular momentum in ratio to my angular velocity (I = L/ω).
Here, my good man, is where I am seeking to use the most dense (p = M/V) assets of my physique: my massive, super-heroic, tree-trunk hamstrings along with my ample (and under most circumstances outside of this one), desirable and delectable peach rump. I bring them all crashing down with purposeful hostility and furious aggression forcefully upon my opponents’ solar plexus, essentially taking away his breath and leaving him gasping for air at a critical point in the match.
If I may compare my opponent to a Jamaican tangelo, this ugli fruit is now perfectly ripe for the picking, and trouble in paradise is inevitably looming…
desantis will spend the next 6 months doing pressers about banning sharia law from public pools. he will lose when trump says "meatball ron is banned from Build-A-Bear Workshop -- keep him away from 'the little ones'" at a rally