Lose a little on every sale and make it up in volume.

Sadly, my apartment-living situation doesn’t allow for pets, so here’s two dragons and a dinosaur (L-R: Kasai, Brak, and Pyntie.) I feed them with cuddles—but you’ll never get me in front of a camera. My avi pic was taken in 2006.

You could go to the Nordic lands...or take a trip down the Oregon coast to the Yaquina Head Lighthouse...

I’m in Washington, and while the temptation is there to serve apples, or salmon, or accusations of being a fascist to anyone to the right of Friedrich Engels politically...

Looks like Calvin’s Dad had a change of career...

My budget was so bad when I ate a lot of roast chicken (this was early in my marriage, before the missus got her green card and thus when we were just on my meager income) that fresh herbs were beyond our budget. Store brand applesauce or BBQ sauce were cheap. So, always, is salt. We weren’t exactly using artisanal…

Having eaten a lot of it during lean times, I can attest that roast chicken is bland as motherfucking fuck if you don’t salt/sugar/sauce the living shit out of it, so I’m not surprised to learn that the brines they use in the supermarket variety are full to the brim of salt and/or sugar.

When I saw that page image, my mind instantly identified it as a Wendy’s spicy chicken sandwich.

This weekend is all about Euro Truck Simulator 2 for me. The Iberia DLC just came out, and moments ago I completed a run from Seville to Istanbul, a distance of 4,261 km (2,647 mi).

“Outgrowing the space is pretty common when it comes to apartments. Maybe you are adding to your family and need more bedrooms or a better layout. Or you just have accumulated more stuff. When signing your lease, negotiate the option to move into a bigger or better unit in the building when one becomes available.”

Can’t wait for SCS Software to put out Self-Driving Truck Simulator.

I think it has less to do with financial literacy and more to do with consumerism. People just have to have the latest, greatest thing, with as many luxury options as they can “afford”, and if “afford” means borrow money and make future payments until they’re up to their eyeballs in debt, then gods forbid people do…

I expected no less from CAIR, to be honest.

Mentioned it down thread. I’ve eaten wild deer and black bear. Both gamey (bear unpleasantly so), but sheep is just on a completely different level for me. I don’t know what it is about it, but it just hits me like eating death.

“harder than lining up a vaccine shot”

We may have. My ex-wife was one of those cilantro-tastes-like-soap genetic mutants. Never understood it myself.

“Some people might see the rats and think, “Cool, free pets!””

I think sheep goes beyond “gamey” for me. I’ve eaten hunted venison and even tried black bear (both from a family trip to northern Maine in my adolescence). Sheep’s just several levels beyond that to my taste.

This may explain why in recent months I’ve seen the amount of time I have to wait for a Doordash order jump way up, especially during off-peak hours (getting Mickey D’s or Taco Bell at midnight, for example.) As the economy improves and people get back to their day jobs—unemployment in King County, which includes…

I’m allergic to tree nuts, so almond milk is right out, and I’ve never been on board with soy, but oatmilk seems to have hit that Goldilocks point as plant-based “milk” goes.