I’d say he looks relatively normal, compared to the Backpfeifengesicht belonging to Ted Cruz, but he does have a thousand yard stare that creeps me out.
I’d say he looks relatively normal, compared to the Backpfeifengesicht belonging to Ted Cruz, but he does have a thousand yard stare that creeps me out.
Any culture/country has a million shibboleths, that only people who really did grow up there, are familiar with. I grew up in England, my entire family is English, so I’m culturally English, despite having lived for the last 20 years in the USA. I have a US passport now, I call myself American, but I can’t answer any…
Nope. Like there’s a gene for loving sauerkraut, and another for hating cilantro, I do not have the gherkin-appreciation gene. I yeet them off burgers, and have never bought a jar of them in my life.
They just keep digging. They’re 100 feet down in the hole, and they’re still digging. Fine. All we have to do is keep tossing ‘em more spades.
“have to go back a third time” (when waiting and taking a pregnancy test would be possible and preferable)
I thought it would take some doing, to be creepier than the Dalai Lama this week. But I always underestimate the ability of Republicans (especially in Florida and Texas) to say “hold my beer”.
My only issue with that, is that it gives an unfair head start to whomever he appoints, for the real election in 2024, and Newsom isn’t going to appoint Porter or Schiff or Lee, because we can’t afford to lose their House seats in the interim. I dunno, man. I think I want Newsom to pick someone who will say - and mean…
In the 1980s, I bought a house with not just a carpeted bathroom floor, but an actual carpeted bath. The (turquoise) carpet ran from the bathroom door, all the way up the side of the (turquoise) bath. I had a really hard time selling that house three years later, can’t think why ;-)
Indeed. Let’s not, for sure.
Oh, this, this, this :-) It doesn’t matter what kind of coffee; it’s actually even more important with “fake” coffee (eg Pero/Caro). Milk first, then the hot stuff. If you’re the kind of barbarian who drinks instant, this rule is vital. Cold milk, coffee granules, and *then* the hot water.
My dog too. I can’t tell the difference between cashew nut vanilla ice cream, and regular made-from-cow-juice vanilla ice cream. But my dog? He can identify vegan ice cream from 200 yards away. And he will not touch it.
She reminds me of Mrs Steve Mnuchin, from the photo where they’re both wearing evening dress as they examine money being printed with his signature on. I can’t remember her name; she’s the one who married the fugly guy for his money. At least Mrs Brooklyn Beckham seems to come with her own money.
I love their fakeybacon. Is it remotely like real bacon? No. But that’s like saying tea isn’t like coffee. There’s room in the world for both, and if you can’t eat or drink one, for whatever reason, I appreciate that there’s something else. I also like their fakeysausage patties, which are (in my opinion at least)…
We’re getting a new tumble dryer tomorrow. It’s an extra $29 (which I think is a massively good deal) for them to haul away the broken old one. We don’t even need a whip-round, I’d pay the entire $29 for someone to haul away the utterly broken Dakotas.
I’m a no on that. If she resigns now, Newsom picks a temp replacement. That gives whomever he picks, a head start over the rest of the candidates in 2024. He’s not going to pick Katie Porter (or Adam Schiff, or Barbara Lee) and lose a House seat. God forbid he picks London Breed or Libby Schaff :-( I want Katie…
Yup. They look like any regular couple, enough years in that the New Relationship Energy is gone and they’re just comfy together. NRE doesn’t last forever, and it’s kind of exhausting anyway.
You’re making it too hard on yourself if you try to say “Worcestershire” when talking about the sauce. No one in Britain calls it that. It’s Wuster sauce. Easy to say, and you don’t need to worry about whether it’s shyer or sheer or shuh or whatever because no one says the -shire bit anyway.
There’s also a corporate “ladies would be so much prettier if they just smiled” vibe about this, that I really, really hate.
I don’t like beer at all, so this isn’t about me. My other half does like beer, and also likes to have a beer with dinner, and then drive home safely. So if he’s the designated driver on date night, he has NA beer and a sip of my cocktail.
I am that customer base. I love Impossible. I use the blocks for meat sauces like bolognese, and the burgers as burgers or I roll them flat and make a sort of doner kebab with them. We don’t eat meat, and I don’t like gardein’s texture. Our household will continue to eat Impossible for as long as they keep making…