LooseSasquatch
LooseSasquatch
LooseSasquatch

“Got away with it for so long? This isn’t long at all, with the drinks and the long pants and the football and the pudding pops.....”

My wife and I both worked at this cheap kid's play place when we were friends in High School. It was supposedly 'educational', but that was really just so they could justify charging people $14 a head to play with blocks. It did have some cool stuff, like an older Fire Truck the kids could play on, but almost

If that's the case - then the employee needs to be made aware of it.

Along the same lines as Becca's story about people making assumptions about educational backgrounds, I waited tables at an Italian chain restaurant that falls between Olive Garden and Macaroni Grill in terms of cost/quality the summer between college and law school. Our clientele was generally pretty decent, and as a

I do the same thing but only with homemade, baked mac and cheese - not from a box. I don't know where it came from but it's everyone else who's a monster.

I like ketchup (heinz only motherfuckers) on tacos I make at home. I have zero desire if I eat out at a mexican place or go to taco bell or something similar. Only when I'm home but goddamn do I love some ketchup on my tacos.

Geno is a fucking turd, but I have a hard time disagreeing with him in this case.

Shitty NBA basketball is infinitely more enjoyable to me than watching just about any college basketball game.

I began my short-lived career in journalism in 1989 at a weekly newspaper in suburban San Diego, in an area of town that was quite conservative even for a conservative county. Our HQ office, where the paper was laid out and printed (yes, we did that back in the Dark Ages), was in nearby Poway, Calif.

But it can tell you the exact time when a ball broke the plane. So if you run a replay and determine that a knee was down at time x:xx.xxx, all you have to do is compare that timecode to the timecode for when the plane was broken.

There's no goddamn middle ground anymore. The ones who want to abolish all guns are just as bad as the ones who think toddlers should have concealed carry permits. I live in the country, and I like guns. I grew up around them, and I enjoy the sport of target shooting. I don't necessarily own them for protection, but

The appropriate action is the one a legislator attempted in Oklahoma, which was to force businesses to put up a sign that states they intend to discriminate. If they're going to do so, they should at least have the guts to publicly own it.

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Here's a good summary of American Christian "victimization" and their "non-discrimination"

Nien Nunb wore it better

"I used to watch Scrubs after school every day."

How about before we move on to mandatory voting we fix the problem known as the electoral college?

Outdoor seating will always enrage me. Every time someone suggests that we get a heater or mister for our outdoor tables, I want to drop to my knees and scream until pass out. Sit inside! It's climate comtrolled, you simpletons.

I'm a morning person. And an extrovert. I'm married to a non-morning introvert who never gets enough sleep (he's halfway through a surgical residency; he will literally never get enough sleep ever again until he dies). I have learned to just ignore him for his first hour of awake time. I make no noise that isn't

This is why I never think the common "I cook, you clean" division is fair. It disincentivises the cook from cleaning as they go, or making efficient use of pots and pans. In my house, whoever cooks also has to clean, but we trade off. And my "clean as you cook" game is super tight now.

Strange things happen late at night. Any 24-hour institution—a Super Walmart, a truck stop, a laundromat—has a magic hour around 3 a.m. when things get really, really weird. But 24-hour diners have a special magic to them, the kind of bizarre dreamlike state that settles over a place when the lights never go out and