I’ve had members of the Métis community tell me to use “indigenous” with a mixed group because in Canada the Métis and the Inuit don’t fall under the Indian Act.
I’ve had members of the Métis community tell me to use “indigenous” with a mixed group because in Canada the Métis and the Inuit don’t fall under the Indian Act.
Yes! First time I had hot pot was with a couple of exchange students. This was one of their dipping sauce ingredients. I’ve never been able to find it on my own. What’s it called? I’d take a shot at making it myself. Also, what’s the red stuff that goes in the sauce? I thought it was maybe fermented tofu. I’m pretty sure I’ve found that, but all of it has weird food coloring in it. I find I have to keep a lot of chemicals out of my food.
I couldn’t catch it either, but yeah, that’s rough. Definitely a step above “shut up”.
In all seriousness, it’s because it needs to fit when they’re straddling a horse, yeah?
Yeah, I agree. There was a lot about the animation and story that really drew me in, but there are a couple episodes (one in particular) that the ‘endurance’ of the main character breaks the immersion. It feels a bit like shifting mid show from a grim anime to a superhero cartoon.
I highly recommend the series though.
A reference to Habbakuk 3:11 in the Bible, which Jesus alludes to in his triumphal entrance into Jerusalem (see Luke 19:40). Habbakuk is prophesying against the people of God and saying they’ve become such a bunch of self-serving hypocrites that even the stones and timbers of their house (figurative or literal) cry out against them.
If you want more explanation, I’m happy to unpack it more, but that’s where it comes from.
As to why someone felt it made a good message for a rock wall? I don’t know. Often Christians interpret it as the stones are crying out in joy at Jesus’ arrival, but that misses the Habakkuk allusion, the political reality of Jesus’ conflict with the Jerusalem temple authorities, and the context in which “hosanna” historically gets used.
Your Dad: Mr. Zealand. Mr. New Zealand.
I’ve heard this story before, but never registered the date: December 25th, 1937. Having played in Boxing Day rugby matches, and considering holiday “sport” matches in general I’m going to make a couple reasonably informed guesses. 1) The goalie was drunk. Quite drunk. Everyone was drunk. 2) Everyone was still on the field … drinking, the goalie just didn’t realise they weren’t playing any more because he couldn’t see them.
Nosing (instead of reversing) into a parking spot. You always pick the conditions of your arrival, but not always your departure. Also, reversing into traffic is ridiculous and illegal in some places. Parking nose-first is dangerous and lazy.
EDIT: Love how you’re all justifying your bad driving habits. Camera? Still can’t scan for incoming traffic. Bad weather only on occasion? It’s more than bad weather that can make reversing out of a door dangerous.
… and I HATE angle parking.