Accepting responsibility and addressing how you can avoid doing the same thing in the future are not typical hallmarks of people who are insincere. I would argue that part of accepting responsibility in a personal relationship is acknowledging that you have hurt someone.

I’m a divorced dad with 50/50 custody. My kids are in 1st and 3rd grade and attend before/after care at the school. I also have house cleaners come every other week (this is the single greatest expenditure I have... the value is much greater that the cost). I do have parents that can watch the kids, but they’re three…

I miss The Far Side so much.

This is an insane viewpoint, and I don’t accept your comment!

Jesus man... how much did it rain?

I bought the big-ass bag of sour patch kids once and ate so many in one sitting that I burned my taste buds and couldn’t taste salt for a month. I still love those delicious fuckers, but I’m a lot more careful now.

A variation on this that totally works is you roll out each triangle a little bit and fill them with sauce, meat (pepperoni, sausage, whatever), and cheese. Seal them up and bake them and you have a much improved version of hot pockets. You can even half-bake a batch and freeze them... toss them (frozen) in the oven…

I just read the whole thing. I’m not saying I can build you a door latching/locking mechanism, but I learned some shit and am getting a bit of joy out of just how complicated these things are.

I ruptured my hamstring on a rollercoaster... same deal, I have no idea how it actually happened (just old I guess). I think the real culprit was the crash on my mountain bike the day before, but it was really minor seeming and I felt no pain at all after it. Dr. thinks I probably injured the hammy in the crash, and…

This didn’t involve an injury, but back when I used to smoke a lot of weed a roommate had taped the handle on the sink sprayer so it sprayed at you as soon as you open the faucet. I think we were doing a big spring cleaning day or some shit and I went in to get some water or something... bam, blast of water in my…

I have multiple stories that apply to this topic; which makes me worry about my personal brand more than I had before:

I saw this last night, and I’ve come back three times to bathe in the glory of this comment and laugh and laugh. 

Anyone that uses mesquite sucks at smoking things and can’t come to my smokeboy parties. 

I just wrote almost the same comment. That movie was awful.

Hereditary was garbage. If the movie ended after the first 2/3 I think it would have been a solid psychological suspense/thriller type movie. It had my anxiety going crazy, and I couldn’t wait to go home and watch some dumb palate cleanser. But then the last third of the movie happened and it turned into it’s own palat…

This exactly... also a Nats fan, also someone who celebrated the hire, also someone who is unimpressed (shrug).

I started following him a few years earlier when he was in a lot of trade rumors (we ended up with Blevins that year... who was also pretty fun), and was pretty jealous you got to keep him then. Sorry you had to share (actually, I’m really glad, but you know what I mean).

Except Sean is good at his job.

I’ve lost count now so I can’t tell you how many times I’ve opened up twitter, seen tweets from Sean Doolittle and thought “I’m so fucking glad this guy plays for my favorite team.” This is at, or near, the top of his best takes, but it’s tough to say for sure because his twitter is full of thoughtful tweets about…

You’re not wrong about the juices; though a griddle with drain holes would be a nice way to offset that. We might have a slight difference in technique for the smokiness though... I add wood to my fire (whether I use my charcoal, or my gas grill) so I get a lot of extra smoke in there; that may be why I do get a…