Sadly, yes and yes. I taught my kids how to make a proper gravy before they were even teenagers, as was I.

This reminds me of the Christmas my ex in-laws came to dinner. While the prime rib was resting, my ex MIL dumped an entire jar of Heinz beef gravy over the top of the roast. I thought my mom was going to have a stroke, after having paid probably $100 for that roast.

Actually, you can make a great filet with a cast iron frying pan. Sear it on once side in a super-hot pan for about five minutes. Then flip it, and put in a 450-500 degree oven for 7-9 minutes, for rare to medium-rare. Pull it out, let it rest under a tent of foil and enjoy.

That’s a great idea! “The President didn’t want to come, so we invited the candidate who received the most votes from citizens, instead.”He would lose his mind!

Until you are cheated on, there’s no way to predict how you will react.

In high school is when I started to take more notice of the socio-economic differences among people in my town of 20,000 in Central NY. There were the kids that would likely go to college and those who probably wouldn’t, but the range between the haves and the have-nots, didn’t seem like an extreme gulf.

I can assure you, the Chancellor’s office at NC State has been buried in phone calls and emails from pissed off fans, donors and most importantly *sports* donors. They won’t take that kind of heat, so I’m not surprised they didn’t wait until the end of the season.

I’m about 3 miles away myself. Kinda making me hungry thinking about it.

Have you alerted the fine folks at the Angus Barn to this fact? I think that could be a win-win situation for all!

Indeed. I think the old saying fits here: Follow the money. For DJT, it’s all about money, fame, adulation and popularity.

“You talked about something by saying you weren’t gonna talk about it” = Apophasis. A super-handy rhetorical device.

6'3" here. 5 years ago at 45, I was back in the dating world. Initially I looked for tall women, but there weren’t many around. I ended up dating women of all heights, and ultimately concluded that I probably wouldn’t rule anyone out based on height.

Very true. I forget the stat — I think it was 50% of new teen drivers have an accident in their first three years of driving. So far everything has gone well (fingers crossed) with my 17 year old daughter, although someone tore their side view mirror of their car when they clipped her mirror yesterday.

Not at all. Back when I was a reporter, a colleague was a media witness to a gas chamber execution and he said it was horrific, very disturbing.

Well said. I am willing to wager that after Seth Myers roasted him at the White House press dinner a few years ago, Trump said to himself “Oh yeah? You think you’re so funny? I am way more hugly popular than you. I’m so popular I could be president if I wanted to.” I don’t think he actually wanted to the job. He just…

I inherited a ‘89 or ‘90 Mazda 323 that had those damn automatic shoulder belts. You still had to buckle the lap belt.

I don’t always answer my phone if it is a number I don’t recognize the number, so I left all those old dates in my contacts, that way I would know if it was one of them calling — there were a few I really wouldn’t have wanted to talk to. Makes it easier to let it go to VM.

I’ll drive with the top down with temps between 55 and 85, or higher with clouds. It’s a four seat hard top convertible and is very practical for a DD.

He really is in a hopeless, no-win situation. He can’t talk his way out of these crazy stories fast enough and the White House press corps will eat him alive. As a media relations person myself, I can’t imagine who in the world would take that job knowing Trumps penchant for straight-up lies and contradictions.

Click bait.