windycityguy
WindyCityGuy
windycityguy

TJ’s must’ve changed their sriracha formulation (for the worse, from the sound of it) pretty early on. We bought a bottle of their sriracha when it first appeared on shelves here in Chicago, and it was a garlic bomb. I can’t even remember whether it was too sweet or not, because all I remember is garlic.

All of the recessed lights in my house (which was built in 1989) have trim that can be removed without having to remove the socket. The outer ring is held in place by a little lip at the end of the reflector piece, and the reflector is hung from the can itself with two springs that have hooks at each end. The sockets

Agreed. My neighbors & I had a shared wood deck (legally a fire escape) that was, at 25 years old, warped/cupped, splintered, worn, basically at end of life. We had it torn out & replaced with Azek PVC, and while we’re all very happy with it, it’s not fooling anyone.

Or if you’re too lazy to get out the ladder, pop open the battery door on your opener. If you see six little switches, it’s vulnerable to this hack. If you just see some circuitry, it’s not.

If you go back and read what I wrote properly, you’ll see that I never wrote “what IS your greatest weakness”. I phrased it as “tell me your greatest weakness”. I specified neither past nor present tense. Only an idiot would limit themselves to the present tense and start confessing current & unresolved weaknesses to

I interview candidates a lot for work, and unfortunately, only a minority of people know how to answer a negative question in a way that’s honest but ends on a positive note.

I volunteer for career day-type events at a local college prep school where the kids are required to work at corporate internships, and cover “what is your greatest weakness” and other negative questions during the interviewing panels.

Because of overwhelming demand for the dirty, extra dry vodka “martini”, that travesty of a drink seems to have become what bartenders default to when someone asks for a martini. So I’ve taken to ordering it as “[desired brand of gin] martini, 3:1, up, with a twist”.

This is almost exactly how I acquired a taste for chicken feet. Only after I realized what they were, I tried to act nonchalant & cool like I totally knew what I was doing, and proceeded to eat them in the way I imagined you were supposed to, just to save face.

Dude, that’s sharp as hell! Really clean work. If there’s a wider demand for these things, you should head down to the Salvation Army store, buy up all the purses, crank a bunch of these suckers out, and sell them for a tidy profit!

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When these teens break into cars with their black box, it’s discrete. When you try breaking into a car with Black Box it catches the attention of Everybody everybody.

I like the plumb bob idea only because measuring never seems to work out for me, no matter how many times I measure before cutting. I measure, measure again, cut, then realize I didn't account for some minute imperfection that resulted in my hole being off by 1/8", which is just enough for the drywall to not seat

Wow, resurrecting an old post. Also, I'm brown.

No university "requires" a 4.2 GPA, because anything above 4.0 is nonstandard bullshit. I'm 36, and graduated high school with a "4.12", where honors classes were given an extra 0.1 weight, and AP classes an extra 0.25. For the permutation of classes I took my junior & senior years, the highest I could've gotten was

Negative. This is what painted OSB looks like:

I hang my sweaters the old–or I guess "normal"–way, because I want them to stretch vertically.

Why you gotta be so car-centric? Open your mind to buses and trains, maaaaan!

Why you gotta be so car-centric? Open your mind to buses and trains, maaaaan!

Huh. I would've assumed that a standard direct-drive circular saw would be a breeze for lefties, since the lack of cut visibility seems to be the biggest complaint with those among right-handed folks, and one of the big reasons for switching to a worm-drive saw.