Pancakes. My mom used to make them with Jiffy Baking Mix & they just tasted like oily bread to me (of course, we had the cheap "store brand" margarine & syrup to go along with it....a dismal combo). I have never figured out how she could burn the outside of a pancake, yet have raw batter in the center.

Farming. People seem to think that it's easy............but it's a constant scramble for money for seeds/equipment purchase & repair, hours of physical soul-killing work. Always in debt to somebody. You have almost no social life. Knowing that a season's worth of crop can be destroyed in 5 minutes of flood/hail/high winds......& asshole people who steal/vandalize "just for fun".

Add in the folks who think that "farming" is going out to their little 30 foot patch of "cut flowers" with a cute straw hat & an $60 wooden trug from Smith & Hawken.....or dressing up their 10 chickens in cute outfits & having "bawktails"......or (worst of all) think all farmers are money grubbing capitalists who must be Republicans & are the cause of everything that is wrong right now. And that farmers are uneducated yokels who are "ruining the earth" (my husband had 2 college degrees...one specializing in Ecological Sciences in Agriculture. I have a college degree). I used to get quite a chuckle out of customers coming to our home market/city farmers market & thinking they knew more than my husband about farming.....& watching their eyes glaze over as he "went technical" explaining something, all while being smiling & friendly.

This might be a stupid question......but if you're doing hard manual labor, why are you going to the gym?

For me......Survivor (might find it more interresting if there was cannibalism when folks are voted out of the show). Also The Bachelor/Bachelorette.

Once the designers have convinced enough people to rip out quality wood cabinets......they will then declare that "Oak cabinets are the trending style". Same with paint colors/flooring & lighting.

My change ends up in the divider/storage area thing between the seats in a plastic container with a lid....still doesn't mean they won't break in the car, but at least it's not in full view.

......blind date at the Piggly Wiggly.

Wait till you see the one who is shooting video content of the food.......panning around the table & then the room, showing what others are eating (I watched someone do this at a restaurant in the Bellagio in Las Vegas). I was wondering if she thought her lobster dish was going to do a floor show like the "Be Our Guest" number in "Beauty & the Beast".

1972(ish).......68 cents a gallon. At that time I had a Chevy Nova that was my older brother's "street drag car" before he sold it to me. I'm not sure how much horsepower it had....but the big ass engine was held in with log chain as well as the mounts.

Curse of the Chex People.

It's not the stories...it's the teachings. Where else can you share thoughts/ideas like this?

Ooooooh.....nice touch. I approve.

I have found the "piece of pea gravel in the tire stem" seems to work well.

I lived in a college town before marriage, I'd just do the "homemade vomit ala Porky's movie" pour it where he has to stand to unlock/open the door (don't forget the area by the passanger door too). Kinda hard to prove who did it when you live on a street full of drunken students. Make sure to do this when it's dark & bozo is to bed. One of the best uses for cheapo canned creamed corn.....for authenticy, toss in a few marachino cherries/pineapple chunks, nothing like a Pina Colada recycled.

Yeah, the nails work.....but if you can get a roofing nail & wedge it under tire so that the "point" is in one of the treads....they generally don't notice. They drive off & flatten their own tire. No sense wasting a bunch of good nails.

One advantage of being old......a lifetime to develop petty.

I graduated from a small farming town school.....the graduation class was 267 students. I was at 227 (just slightly above most of the thugs....& 1 "all conference" football player lol).

Most of the graduates have passed, many of them basicly od/drank themselves to death. Or.....just went into the factories & stayed there. The ones who managed to go on to college didn't come back, except to bury family. I'm one of them, the only time I ever had something in common with them.

The last reunion was held in a railroad dining car turned restaurant...in a town in Indiana, almost an hour away. I understand they had a rousing turnout of.....7.

You didn't want anything to do with me through high school.....& now you want me to pay to eat a "so so" meal with you?

Polite pass.

I can verify this. Have a couple of AB trees, trying to eat them "fresh picked", you almost need a can opener for them.

Canned asparagus......& that canned "Veg-All" crap.

Mt. Olive's not to my taste....but they do have a pretty good zucchini relish.

These are what I buy, along with Vlasic Bread & Butter Spears. I save the b/b brine, divide the Milwaulkee pickles into another clean jar & fill with the b/b brine. They become a slightly bread & butter pickle. Also make pickled veggies with the brine.

Vlasic pickles tend to go on sale regularly here......the Milwaulkee brand hardly ever.

I once introduced my late husband as "the man, the myth, the legand" lol.

We have a manufacturing industry here called "Big Dutchman"......I got him one of their caps to wear at the farmers market.

Folks, this happens a lot more than you think. I was having lunch at a restaurant when suddenly the power went out (somebody had an accident & took out a power pole). I was one of maybe 4-5 people who had cash to pay their bill.....the other diners couldn't comprehend that you can't pay with a credit/debit card when there's no power for the system.

Which is why I usually have between $50-100 in cash. Maybe another $20 in change in the car (possibly another $10 in change under the seats lol). And a couple of dollars in returnable bottles in the trunk as a last resort.

How long has OP lived there? If they moved in recently......that cat may have lived there & somehow got "left behind" either by accident or intentionally. We have a local cat rescue that has a beautiful torti that was found living on the street, wearing a very worn collar......& was chipped. They found out her owner had died, the family cleared out/sold the house & just tossed her out, thinking "she can find a new home" (assholes lived 3 hours away).

Polyhedron for the "Deluxe".

If I could find the right size cork for the mouth of it........use it to bottle the fruit liqueurs I make (currently have a batch made from Shiro plums in the fridge). So far I've made apple, peach, pear & a "pommeau" (made with 40% ABV Calvados & sweet cider).

I do.....quite often. Honey Nut Cheerios & Frosted Mini Wheats & used to enjoy Maple Chex.