I don't see this often in my whereabouts, but savory flavors can work well with oatmeal, too. For flavor combinations, I tend to think of the oatmeal as rice or congee (feeling too impatient to wash and wait for rice and really wanting congee was a big impetus to throw savory stuff in oatmeal in the first place).

There's a short piece in Steve Martin's book Pure Drivel called "Hissy Fit" that feels fairly spot-on about the yay-NY boo-LA mindset (relying here on Google since I can't find my copy):

Hoping to break into some more of the indie adventure game Resonance (I don't remember why I put it aside, though, and am wary of finding myself in the middle of some maddening puzzle), and possibly also some Far Cry 4 to unlock some more skills (which really will only be used to faff about more effectively in co-op).

His cat eulogy was fantastic (if he didn't write or improvise a good chunk of it, I'd be surprised):

The "Oh, were you close?" after Annie runs out is perfect. He's Todd without the ostracization.

Pete Seeger had a lot of trouble getting that verse to scan well.

Clyde Bruckman's Final Repose. It's more bittersweet/black humor, but still: "You know, there are worse ways to go, but I can't think of a more undignified way than autoerotic asphyxiation."

Oh, I love the game, but I hate the player. (Or rather, I always do feel the experience is worth it when well-done, but it feels like a guilty pleasure to do things like that, especially when I end up reloading multiple times in a session to try new things and barely make story or puzzle progress.)

I have a bit of a love/hate relationship with point-and-clicks when they're well-thought out enough that there's unique responses to trying most things. It makes me want to go down, say, an obviously wrong dialog path just to see what'll happen, but then I get really aware of the time being taken up for the sake of…

What's really impressive is him doing any part of that with the additional pressure and distraction of doing a charity livestream while commenting and talking with someone else in front of a live audience. He mentions having to slow down his play, as well.

Thanks! I think my tendency is to go along to get along, which is not always optimal. Remembering that a therapist's role is providing guidance will be a helpful foil for that (and I assume a good therapist would notice and reinforce their role as yours did).

Thank you! Reminding myself that it is a collaborative effort will be very helpful, and that there are always options. Thank you for also reminding me to look for "signs of a good therapist" (sometimes I feel like I hear and see more "red flag" stories).

Thanks! Goal orientation and a couple visits, minimum, is entirely reasonable.

Thanks for the reply! Not that I know of, though (also not a part of the larger minority groups around here, either). I think that concern came up because I'm still relatively new to the area and am finding that on the rare occasion that assumptions greatly influence interaction either for better or worse, they tend…

I heard the voice change in my head. It's alarming.

Coming out of intermittent lurk-mode: I've gotten contact information for mental therapists from a couple doctors. Never been to mental therapy, though, and I'm nervous as hell about setting up/going to that first appointment, with at least a couple reasons at the forefront:

Thank you for finding that strip! (Using your image and GIS, found a larger version with bonus strip here: http://comicscomicsmag.com/…

Phantom Tollbooth was also my first exposure to Feiffer's drawings. But there was a specific Feiffer strip in a humor anthology my dad had (Laughing Matters) that really hit me as a kid, when most of the stuff in the book was "too wordy" or "maybe I'll understand this later" humor. But the Feiffer strip was simply…

I'd've thought the first, until "Thankfully, Kill Your Mother is good. Really good."

This scene? (They get a reflection of someone holding a basketball off a girl's eye… said eye changes angles to look perfectly forward after zoomhancing.)