Word of advice...never, ever, play quarters with wine coolers.

Sounds like Darwin found a new way to chlorinate the gene pool.

And if you go to Walter White’s house, please don’t throw pizza on the roof. The owners of the house are kinda over that, thanks.

I split the difference and do 5-6 half marathons a year. Enough of a challenge that training demands some commitment, but not a part-time job like marathon training. I don’t run for time goals anymore, I train enough to be ready to do a half on short notice.

Come now! That’s just crazy talk!

We do the same. Sometimes when that light shuts off, it leaves me competely in the dark, so it’s really time to go to bed.

How to fold a fitted sheet?
Don’t.

Right. It’s California’s own special brand of Hell.

That is a set-up for emotional abuse. Of course, your she won’t see it and wouldn’t believe you if you try to point it out.

Mars is too close. I’m thinking Pluto.

What those business ought to do is offer free parking. If they don’t get any revenue, the Braves don’t either.

I try explaining that to my husband, but the garage and shed are still tombs were “useful” things go to die. He keeps trying to organize it, but I can’t get him to see that it’s impossible to organize junk.

That was the preferred technique of my husband’s grandmother. It works!

We do the weekly meal planning, which avoids the 5pm “What do you want to eat?”, “I dunno, what do you want?” song and dance.

Also works well for keeping ants out of pet food bowls.

I have told my family that when I die, there better not be a bagpipe anywhere near whatever services they decided to hold. I will haunt them for eternity. I can appreciate the skill needed to play one, but the sound is unbearable. ::shudder::

Interesting. I’ve seen several different makes and models of cars that do that and assumed it was a new mandated thing. ::shrug::

If you drive a newer model car, your brake lights automatically flash when you first step on the brake.

It’s a Navian NPE-180S. Our quote is $3400 which includes parts and labor and running an electrical outlet to the closet where it will go as well as swapping out an existing vent pipe for a different size for a bath exhaust vent as a side project.

I cut my hair short because I’m too damn lazy to mess with it in the morning. Towel-dry, gel, comb, done. Any more time than that is too damn long.