We had an albino who would stand in front of the patio door, grunting and stomping aggressively.  Little psychos.

Best to ignore him.  That’s his thing- and if you’re clever enough to get a good reply in, he’ll just delete it.

I’ve thought about it, but I genuinely like the entertaining little rodents.  Squirrel away spray, dog hair trimmings, etc, just aren’t doing the trick for me.

The jalapenos are what really bug me.  Literally one little squirrel bite out of each one last year- it’s like one of them took a bite, decided it was too hot, and moved on to the next one.  Repeat.

I should probably bribe the little buggers with some corn.

I’m in a bind with some squirrels these days.  I love the little monkeys, but they are taking single bites of every tomato and pepper in my garden.

I snorted.

‘Berta beef.  Better believe it’s ‘Berta beef.  Grill marks, bud.

Ooh... I had forgotten about Bottlecaps.  

I hate voting against salted caramel and Pez, but Kevin wins with Airheads, Jolly Ranchers, and pop rocks.

I am, but I was in Western Washington around that time. Widmer and Henry Weinhard's were the popular ones around my social circle. I don't care for good examples of the style, so you can imagine how I was the designated driver most of the time. 

I don’t emoji, at all, but might start if something as charming as the pea pod and hot sauce bottle showed up.

That powder concentrate stuff is amazing.  The local example is a beer from Lupulin brewery, and yeah, they name it “Straight Hash Homie.”  I hate stoner culture/language, but in this case, I’ll allow it.

I think the main reason I didn’t drink until I was in my twenties was the fact that my drinking pals all had hefes all the time.  So much yeasty funk- I didn’t realize beer was supposed to be good until I had other styles.

I’m watching Letterkenny now, and Tanis is just so up my alley.  The first girl I dated in my hick town high school chewed tobacco, spit in front of me, and said "do you have a problem with that"?  I now realize that as Tanis energy, and recognize what it awakened in sixteen year old me. 

If you can scrape a corner loose, grab it with paper towel and pull.  The paper towel gives you good grip.

I had a fun little detour this month because of a potato spill.

Kevin for me. Nothing in there I wouldn’t absolutely murder. Special shoutout because that story on pimento cheese prompted me to order in Duke’s mayo, which I used to make the following awesome sauces (that can be used as dips).

I had the sloppy joe, I’ll have to keep an eye out for BBQ. These, though, surprised me with how good they were:

My local department has a program where they hand out coupons for free ice cream cones to kids wearing helmets, or will hand out freeze pops on hot Fridays to kids at parks.  Maybe the adults are too jaded, but kids seem to enjoy the program around here.