Those idiots hit a pole? Dead. Hit a pedestrian? Two dead. Seriously, not a good idea.

I’ll paraphrase Kurt Vonnegut here. If you die a horrible death, as long as it is shared in the media you will not have died in vain, for you will have entertained us.

Fixed the headline for you.

1940-Warner Bros. “The Letter” with Bette Davis. Opening shot, tracking through a Malaysia Rubber plantation. Moonlight bathes the thatched roofs, across the multi-story open worker’s quarters, swinging hammocks, palm fronds. Lap dissolve to reveal the veranda of the main house. A shot rings out. A man stumbles onto…

Dear Leader’s Golden Piddle? Shaken, not stirred.

This ‘alcoholic beverage made from ginseng and glutinous rice’ had been around probably since the 7th century, the rest of Korea calls it Insamju.

Really? Taxi Driver doesn’t make the list?

And I wish them luck trying to stop me...

Also, stop watching Netflix on vacation, go to a vineyard or something.

One bad thing about these calculations is... there is an assumption that the packets were new when given to you. If the restaurants had them stored for months the obviously time period will be reduced.

I make my own condiment pouches (and label with the same date as the full bottle)- all you need is the mylar pouches and either a bar sealer or a vacuum sealer (skip the vacuum step especially on wet stuff)