I’ve been doing this for some while. If I’m in a bit of a hurry just a big bunch of spring mix and some olive oil and balsamic, toss it all together (easier to do in a big bowl) and I’m good to go.

I do balance my “checkbook”. The “register” is a spreadsheet that I’ve been refining for years. It has a column for the “x” when an item has cleared and it calculates what the balance at the credit union should be given which items are outstanding. I get on the credit union website and go through and mark cleared…

First thing I would try would be LockHunter.

You should be consistent in your terminology: It’s penis and testicles or cock and balls.

You should be consistent in your terminology: It’s penis and testicles or cock and balls.

What I’ve wished for is a pressure washer that blasts out a stream of detergent/water, like the handheld wands at the carwash do. Home-use units don’t seem to do this. They have a venturi-effect bottle that somewhat wimpily puts detergent on what you’re washing, but they don’t blast it. (I hope there’s such a word as…

What I’ve wished for is a pressure washer that blasts out a stream of detergent/water, like the handheld wands at…

Seems to me that if he were “eager AF to play”, he’d have no problem promising not to kneel.

I do love my Instant Pot, but find the idea of making a pancake (or “potcake”, maybe?) in it quite absurd. I can make great buttermilk pancakes from scratch in a few minutes and cook them on a Lodge cast-iron griddle in a few more.

Daughter totalled her ForeRunner and injured herself avoiding a raccoon. Moral: If you have to, hit the critter! (Does not apply to humans.)

Yes.

About buttering the sandwiches: I do that too. If you’re making them awhile before you’re going to eat them it keeps the bread from getting soggy. It also tastes good. (Full disclosure: I’m a grandpa myself.)

Yes. My Grandma (I know, this is supposed to be about Grandpas, sorry) was told at 83 by the social worker that she ought to cut back on the candy and sweets. She replied, in her droll deadpan style, “Why, what will happen? Will I die young?”

I was fortunate to know both my grandpas, and they did some of the funny shit described herein, but they loved me a ton and I learned a ton of cool stuff from them. One was the first ever to let me use a power tool, at age 5. He put a board in a vice and gave me a drill and I drilled dozens of holes and thought it was…

I wonder if regular milk, or buttermilk (which I sometimes use in mashers) would work. We tend to have buttermilk on hand for, among other things, pancakes and some salad dressings.

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Maybe if one would consume lots of carbs and alcohol and coffee at home the vacation routine wouldn’t be so much of a change.

The thing that bothers me about the fulfillment centers is that they use slaves, who are locked in cages when they are not working. Wait, what? You say slavery was outlawed? These people are working there voluntarily in exchange for money? They can quit whenever they want? Oh, that’s very different. Never mind.

That’s not possible at the speed of human typing, nor longhand, which he recommends.

For me it’s the post-workout hot tub.

Carter did raise peanuts . . .

I wonder if Charles Ingebretsen ever had to worry about the presence of a merciless institutional deportation force.