(Just to say, re. your example — YES. Grow a spine, be a grown-up, read things, and ask questions before you blithely sign anything. I just got a new lease agreement from my landlord. In previous lease agreements it specified the utilities covered in the rent. In this new one, it did not mention electricity. So I…

Don’t be silly. He’s never been to Yosemite, and if asked, I bet you $10 he could not locate it on a map, if he’s ever heard of it at all. He is not the kind of man who “enjoys” the “outdoors”, except for already-built golf courses, which Yosemite doesn’t have. So why would he want to be driven a couple of hours…

absolutely starring for classic scifi reference.

I love to watch Property Brothers, but I completely agree. I’ve never really liked an interior they’ve designed. It never looks like a place that people can, you know, live.

LOL, yes, I’m having flashbacks to riding my bike back in there! it’s a maze of twisty passages, all the same.

I’m with you. I had such a visceral reaction.

Even better, it’s the name of a big rest stop on the Garden State Parkway. So you see a lot of signs for it, and “Let’s go to Cheesequake!” is something you can actually say to people.

I’ve only been on a jury once, but it ended up being a hung jury. Fortunately it was not for a very serious case (just a traffic accident, nobody killed). It was an enormously frustrating experience. It came down to one juror who wanted to go with their “gut instinct”, rather than following the law.

Connecticut is especially irritating in this regard. Choosing to get off at an exit in Connecticut to look for some service or another is always such a fucking gamble.

See, this is fascinating to me, because I’ve been around fanfic and slashfic for a long, long time, but I never ran across “lemons” or any related terminology in the fandoms I was in. People just said “smut”, or PWP (if that applied), and if you had to type it you typed “pr0n” as a way to foil internet searches from…

(I’m now enjoying the idea that if you were into fanfic prior to the LJ days, it’s the equivalent of the early fur-trapping era or something.)

You’re technically correct; the best kind of correct.

“It’s people like that who make you realize how little you’ve accomplished. It’s a sobering thought, for example, that when Mozart was my age, he had been dead for two years.”

That really makes it MORE believable, not less.

This. There has not been a day so far that I haven’t uttered this in response to some piece of news or other.

“Loathe” is my go-to as well.

What we REALLY need is for ol’ Teddy to RISE from the grave, riding the spectre of a bull moose, and haunting the halls of the White House and Congress until these fuckers all have heart attacks or aneurysms.

There honestly is not a day that goes by that I don’t think this. (I’ve loathed him since the 80s, and always considered him one of the worst examples of Ugly Americanism, and it just... it makes me apoplectic that he managed to con his way into the presidency.) There’s also not a day goes by that I don’t find…

I did exactly this a couple of years ago, and it was fabulous. (Vegas > Death Valley > Zion > Grand Canyon North Rim > Antelope Canyon > Grand Canyon South Rim > Mesa Verde > Petrified Forest.) (And even with that ambitious itinerary, there’s still so much we didn’t get to see and that I would totally go back to do.)