It’s a mini-loaf of bread cooked in a cylinder. The soft, chewy center is scooped out (and packaged and sold with sauce as Bread Guts, which are awesome), then sandwich ingredients are stuffed into the bread tube. They call it a Clubfoot.

The BEST.

I...can’t. Just can’t. If that happened to my cat...nope. Can’t even think about it or I’ll lose my shit.

Wait, this is a thing people will watch?

I’ve found it’s actually super effective to say, “I avoid using the r-word pejoratively because a person shouldn’t, but I’m not gonna shit on you for using it.” The people I like hanging out with get the hint from that and frequently come back to say, “I thought about it, and you’re right, so I started avoiding it,…

So expensive! It’s bad enough that when I broke my nose taking out the trash (long, dumb story), my first reaction after regaining consciousness was, “Glasses okay? Teeth okay? Whew, all the expensive shit will be fine, then.” I mean, the concussion and exams weren’t cheap, but way cheaper than maxillofacial surgery…

Or as long as it’s a protest of some sort.

I noticed the same thing when I was training in earnest (2008-2011, thereabouts). I was definitely an outlier in the gym — female, self-described artist, BFA in art history, tech industry management job by age 26, smart enough to have auditioned for Jeopardy — but I fit neatly into the 25-35 age demographic, was from…

Never mind the lunacy of getting people who can’t decide on where to eat lunch to choose, pay for, and maintain a single vehicle, but how would you even schedule 6 people with one car? I had a hard enough time coordinating when my roommate and I were sharing her ride while mine was in the shop, and that’s two people…

Iggy Azalea, an Australian rapper best known (to me) for a song whose hook she doesn’t sing

Reminds me of job advice I got from the IT guy I replaced:

Not every man in this country is combat ready, either. Doesn’t mean they can’t get drafted into a non-combat role — not every military person goes to the front lines with a weapon.

I may have had one once. Did some damage to my gut causing a motility issue, and a mass formed in my lower stomach. I was taking a lot of capsuled supplements and not eating much solid food because of GERD at the time. Apparently carbonated soda can help get rid of them, and since I had to wait 6 months to have an…

That said, some of the best sushi I’ve had was at a place called Dave’s Sushi. Dave trained in Japan for decades, so he knows his biz.

I don’t want to scare anyone away from giving blood, but if you’re underweight, have low blood pressure, or may be anemic, be careful. I gave blood last week and went into a mild form of shock about 15 hours later. Apparently I’m just above the weight/volume/iron limit, but in my case, it hit me way harder than…

I have this crazy crackpot idea to put a couple of LED signs on my car, maybe emoji, maybe just the words SORRY and THANKS, so when I fuck up or want to give appreciation to another driver, I can hit a button and let them know.

My dad would have taken that kid’s hat right off because there was a goddamn no hats inside because we are civilized fucking humans rule where he taught. Doesn’t matter if it says “nem0's Dad Is #1" or “Educators Are The Best” or what, hats off indoors, child.

They certainly feel pain when they’re old and arthritic from walking on amputated toes all their lives.

Yep, 1999 Bonneville driver here with a 3.8L V6 3800 II that’s just about to pass 116k miles. Aside from a warped upper manifold due to the aforementioned heat issues with the exhaust, it’s been bulletproof. Any time I think something’s wrong with the engine, I run the codes and find out it’s fine, but there’s a leaky…

Haha, I had to do that at a Home Depot once. I flagged down a clerk to cut a board, and he called the lumber department and said they weren’t busy, so someone would be right over.