I am excited to eat vat meat.

My first guess on reading the article header was “Clueless Morgan”.

I still prefer the Pearson’s Salted Nut Roll.

There was a time when “a thing can be delivered to your home” was exciting (I remember when “online book sales” were a novel alternative to getting the book store to order something for you), but that time is long past.

I’m looking forward to less pollen.

The worst thing about Pumpkin Beer is that it’s always all gone by October when I actually want the stuff.

During a pandemic my answer to all questions of the form “would you go to [this place]” is “not if I don’t have to.”

I mean, if I don’t have to be at a place by a time there’s no reason to rush to a place and get necessities (food, coffee) on the way because procuring them at home would take too long.  If I have basically unlimited time at home (hooray pandemic?) I can make my own egg mcmuffin.  Or just eat grape nuts or something.

Feels like when you do research for a book “by google searching” you might want to do a second (or third) google search on whatever unfamiliar terms you encounter.

I genuinely dislike how few legitimate RPGs we’ve gotten from the AAA folks this generation. 1 Bethesda style RPG instead of 4, 1 Mass Effect instead of 3, .5 of a Dragon Age, 1 Witcher, no real mixed success but oddly charming ones like Alpha Protocol or Amalur.

My favorite one was in Black Flag, making Kenway make abrupt cuts left and right at full speed like I was trying to make a fake person tear both of their ACLs.

I just made a big batch of lao gan ma (chilli crisp), but I overcooked the shallots just a tinge. I’m going to have to try it in a salad like this. Fewer mandarin oranges, more Sichuan peppercorns.

My cat likes to lick bread.  Not eat it mind you, just to sit there and lick it.  He’ll tear a hole in an unattended bag of hamburger buns to get that tasty bun-licking experience.

He was about this big at the time

Dinosaurs are a classic, but with 3D printing I imagine we could make really elaborate dinosaurs.

If we’re printing the chicken, can we make them into cool shapes at least?

When Ozzie was a kitten he once stole a whole piece of pizza from my plate, ran off, then hissed at me when I took it away from him.

I wonder what your accuracy rate would be at spotting the teens in disguise by “what they are choosing to buy.”

There may be no ethics more clear cut than bean ethics, and yet...

“Robots take your menial, boring job so you don’t have to do it anymore” should be the sort of thing to celebrate, had we not decided as a society to tie “you can meet your needs” to “employment.”