I haven’t listened to the radio regularly in years. I listen to podcasts whenever I would have previously listened to the radio.

If you think New York would stick with President Pedophile, you haven’t been paying attention. New York State includes New York City, and New York City hated him long before he became president.

When I’m at the deli, I tend to order by the slice so that I have exactly the right amount of everything for the sandwiches I plan to make.

Ultimately, I wouldn’t blindly throw cheese and bread in a bag to bring along on a trip. I would only count out the exact amounts I need. However, if I made a mistake and there was an imbalance, it would not be an issue because I have no problem eating either bread or cheese on its own.

I am realizing right now that my daughter would consider all of that to be evidence of autism. Which I still deny because I have not been diagnosed as being on the spectrum. In my opinion, it’s just rational sandwich planning.

A guy died at work. I was his manager, so when he went missing for a few days, the police called me and asked me to check his office in the basement.

After I found his body, I was scheduled to be off a couple days. When I got back the office he had been in was emptied, stripped bare, new floor, new ceiling, new paint.

A few weeks after that, I saw him walking down a hall. I rushed to the corner he had turned down, but he wasn’t there.

He also had a distinctive odor. Poor hygiene combined with strong cologne. There were a bunch of times when I’d suddenly smell him standing nearby.

I’m not a big believer in ghosts. I figure it was just my mind working through it.

There’s nothing they can do about the extreme pain you live with for hours to a few days. You just suffer horribly.

They may not be able to save you, but there is something they can do about the extreme pain if they are willing.

I tend to use metric when I’m designing 3D models.

In woodworking and other linear measurements, I use imperial units.

Celsius for my 3D printer, but Fahrenheit for weather.

Driving is miles.

In cooking I use imperial units.

Metric for Physics.

The one from this post I foolishly unmuted a few moments ago:

https://vger.to/aussie.zone/post/30689967

I always felt like it was my responsibility to have them.

Personally, as a guy, I think him just questioning it is enough for you to have rejected him.

The only appropriate response to being told to use a condom is, “Of course I’m going to use a condom.”

I didn’t see either of these mentioned:

Farscape

The Orville

Ooo, I’ve got one!

Last Saturday, I was knocked off my feet with a stomach virus.

Because the meds slow down your digestion, it was difficult to, um, expel the illness in the usual, fast manner. I started feeling slightly better on Wednesday, but the issue wasn’t really resolved until Friday morning.

Where is here? Are you taking about terrorist cells?

Yeah, the week is looking better. Had a couple scrambled eggs this morning for breakfast and a baked potato for lunch.

If it all goes well, I can be back to eating the unhealthy crap I usually eat tomorrow 😁

Well. I got sick on Saturday. Stomach bug.

The best thing that’s happened to me this week is I was able to eat a few saltines last night.

I considered making a “Meet the Parents” reference, but I’m not happy with what I’ve come up with.

Well, what the hell.

“I have nuts, Greg. Can you milk me?”

That’s true, but we’re not cats.

It’s can be difficult to change a cat’s food. You have to gradually introduce the new food mixed in with the old food, or the cat may just refuse to eat it.

We’ve been married for 32 years, together for 39, and we raised three kids.

I have an old coffee mug in a cabinet with the radiator bleed-screw tool attached to it with a short, beaded chain.

I’m not a plumber, I just have an old house.

I can’t imagine how pathetic someone would have to be to associate with such a group.

Here I am like a clueless loser trying to picture a male chicken wearing a trenchcoat.

Edit: and also trying to figure out what that has to do with whipping out a Polaroid.