If he was from a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse, then I think we’ll have come full circle.

Indeed. There is poor condensate transfer from lid to cup using the provided system. I’ve never checked, but I’m pretty sure my condensate cup is as dry as the day they boxed it.

I have to wonder... what did you think the plastic tabs on the lid were for?

Did no one read the instructions? That’s why it came with a little tiny plastic cup as well... it clips into the back side and catches condensation dripping through the weep hole.

Pasta has been one of the hard things to deal with since we went dairy free for the tiny human’s sake, so I’m certainly going to be giving this a shot in the near future.

You, clearly, have not forgotten the face of your father.

Why did the dead baby cross the road?

We also had to factor in The Email Test. First initial plus last name. Since our last name is one letter away from a subject near and dear to young boys’ hearts and comedic senses, we had to play it pretty safe.

In the biz of cop car gear: it has to look tough. No matter how strong, well designed and useful something is. If it doesn’t look tough it doesn’t sell.

Suzuki 600 in the back of a ‘79 El Camino on air shocks.

Hell, that becomes the quintessential Digital Nomad life. Auto-trucks with good enough living arrangements would make it easy to travel the country, do a little work at each stop, run some sort of online business from the comfort of your travel cab as it navigates the interstate network.

Given that both Walmart and J.B. Hunt are based in my area, I might actually see one of these things in the wild. Or, at least on the promotional tour.

I just did a before:2016 search and it worked a charm.

If they don’t fit a damn Nalgene then I don’t want to hear about it.

I guess I’m Cross-Curious. I’m on the lookout for something to do to improve my fitness and physique, but I’ve never been much of a traditional gym kind of guy. I like to trail run and I do a half marathon every spring, but I’m not a hardcore every day runner. Being an old jarhead, I remember what it was like to be…

Hrmmm... I’m feeling a bit gray today.

The other name for Dad Voice is Command Voice. A useful skill to have when directing 80 people to walk in a straight line while looking at the ground, or while discussing with a junior Marine why his lack of shave due to not getting a haircut makes zero sense, and that he is an utter moron.

Wiley bastards, those jackalopes.

Not scholarly, but my understanding is that JFK’s hat habits could be sourced as the “Beginning of the end” for being hatted.