First time I saw this, it was the end of March. I honestly thought it was an April Fool’s joke. I almost wish it actually were.

I don’t usually struggle with putting fitted sheets on a bed, but for years I had trouble folding them. Got that down (fold in half the short way, turning the two bottom corners inside out and tucking into the top corners, then tuck the 2 right-hand corners into the left, then folding by three both ways so I have a…

I came to this conclusion back in the early aughties, when I discovered a small jar of Sambal Oolek in the (relatively) tiny (and more or less only) grocery store I frequented in Caribou, Maine.

Meat fork.  So many possibilities.  

Nice. I will have to keep that in mind the next time I get brave enough to venture back into a gym. I also need to un-f**k my back, too.  Working on it...

I lucked out and managed to snag it.  Plus I believe Bethesda extended the deadline to compensate.  All good.  

Before that, it wouldn’t even let me click on redeem code - just gave me a service error.  That’s pretty embarrassing, Bethesda.  

Nice shot. Food porn at its finest.

Nice. I remember buying this book when it first came out, and scouring the local area (and ultimately resorting to the internet, because we lived in Caribou, ME, at the time, aka the Middle of Fucking Nowhere) for all of the ingredients needed for the 3-day Cassoulet.

These are all great.  Thank you very much!

Cool! As it turns out, my wife is a superstar at deadlifts, so I just watch her and try to follow along. But this tip is still very much appreciated. Thanks, Beth!

Yes. This. I used to shovel my own driveway when I lived in Northern Maine (where we regularly saw 150 inches of snow per season). After a few years of this, we asked a local snow plow company how much they charge for trip. I think it was $30. At the time, I made $26 per hour (and that actually was an hourly job,…

Yes!  Which should then give rise to a Buddy-Cop spinoff...

I totally suck at dead lifts. I just can’t seem to get the form right. Probably doesn’t help that I ruined my back at age 22 (not doing dead lifts; didn’t know what those even were back then, probably just from being an idiot) and now (in my late 40's) I’m afraid to fuck it up again. Also doesn’t help that I’m mildly…

Used to brew beer when I lived in Northern Maine (gotta do something during those long winters). I recommend the same treatment one would use when cleaning the carboy we fermented the wort in. Put some PBW (Powdered Brewery Wash) in the bottom, fill it with hot water, and let sit for an hour or three. Then dump out…

How charming, being gaslit by customers.  Lovely.  Shit like this is one of the many reasons I no longer work in retail or hospitality.  People suck.  

Same. I wear shorts almost year-round and I used to find myself having to sneak off to the bathroom to pull the legs of my underwear down. Switched to the Champion C9 long-leg first, and now the Tommy John, and they are great.

Those are actually the ones I am ditching, believe it or not.  And they’re soft on the fingers, but once I put them on I feel like I’m wearing a burlap sack.  And they’re baggy AF, so they tend to bunch and chafe.  

Seriously, fuck this guy.  Every time I think he’s managed to bring the Presidency to the lowest it can get, he somehow summons up the means to take it deeper.  Fuck him right in his lying, misogynistic, racist, temper-tantrum-throwing, orange-ass face.  

YES! And this works for men, too. I had a bunch of scratchy-ass Hanes boxer briefs that I am getting ready to chuck after trying a couple of pairs of Tommy Johns (I often wonder if that’s the name of the inventor, or if they’re called that because they cover your John Thomas. Hmm). Most comfortable underwear EVER.…