They never said exactly what the disease was, but he found another treatment and moved back to California (offscreen). The conspirators all went to jail for three years and Amy Ryan inherited millions from the old lady Larry David had been working for before he got all revenge-y (also offscreen). You didn't save much time by bailing after the explosion.

Whirpool has announced its challenge to stainless, it seems: [link]

I think stainless steel is on the way out, but that is based on nothing and I am not good at judging trends like that.

Get something you like. You have to live with it meanwhile.

Says the woman with the cast iron faux-woodstove in her kitchen. Which I love, but probably wouldn't be considered a selling point.

I dislike stainless, but not ask much as granite. But I am a kitchen outlier. I think it will probably turn to something else soon.

Ooh, that White Ice would definitely work with what I like. And DEFINITELY no granite. I don't care as much about the stainless.

Which I love, but probably wouldn't be considered a selling point.

We're trying to serve both purposes -- make it so I like it, but nothing that's an anti-selling point, at least. I really think my mother's going to want to sell within five years.

My sister in granite dislike!

But like, for real resale value, you'd make the bathroom and adjoining closet bigger, but I'm obsessed with the tile in the bathroom, so I don't want to get rid of it.

Sure, and that's something to consider. IMO, new appliances is more important than a specific finish.

By that point, -t, I resented knowing. I didn't want anyone to be happy.

I can sling my leg up and hang my foot over the counter near the kitchen sink. So I washed some extra dishes for the sheer giggles of the whole thing.

One of my co-workers gets very defensive about some of my language. If I use one short word he doesn't understand, and it take five to explain it, he asks why I couldn't just have used five in the first place. BECAUSE FIVE. You are bilingual, and I'm always impressed by that, but English is your first language, and I'm not going to stop using grade 12 words.

When I used "canonical" at work, I got three responses: 1) That's not what it means. I'm looking it up when I get home 2) Is that what it means? I think I will start to use it. 3) Why can't you just say "officially" instead?

To which I respond 1) Jesus. 2) Cool. 3) Shut the fuck up and learn a new word. Seriously.

It's honestly the first word for that meaning that comes to mind. And when I think of fancy words, it's not on the list. But by incident #2, I was all "Hey, maybe more people will take it like that." Living in hope, not in reality.

I could be speaking Latin, god. I can still hear my mother saying "ita, don't be like that. Tell her what NB stands for, and what it means literally." Fuck, what? I was fifteen, and I had no idea. YET. But I do now, and I'm no worse off for it.

I still think my sister putting 3 or 4 word Latin phrases into speeches for Jamaican politicians to use with the public and complaining when he pronounced it wrong was a bit OTT.

I have a boundary, and luckily I'm always right.

Winkie.

The only real happy ending was for Chicago.