Thanks! Was trying to get it to load off WiFi & it kept stalling on the credits after the logo so I never could see what movie it was.
Itch scratched.
Thanks! Was trying to get it to load off WiFi & it kept stalling on the credits after the logo so I never could see what movie it was.
Itch scratched.
Is that the entirety of a twilight movie?
You gotta find one of those rent-to-own joints & get yourself a couple of fancy couch cushions…
Just make sure someone else didn’t rent them first.
So many surprises with a boat… I learned how to drive, launch, & dock on an outboard piss yellow Grady White. Switched to inboard/outboard & relearn it all; it was a completely different steering experience.
We also watched some idiots blow up their boat because they didn’t maintain it. Fuel leaked, fumes built in the engine cavity, & when the driver went to crank it…. kaboom.
Luckily the boat was already in the water, drifting back away from the dock, & the driver hadn’t let passengers onboard yet.
To my knowledge, driver survived, but was badly injured.
Not sharing this to scare off OP, boats are awesome when you know what you’re doing.
That’s a really a good point. I hadn’t eaten venison in a good while as well, but had been on the look out for a decent cut of flank to make jerky out of.
This is going to sound counter intuitive to most… but, I got that meat from a guy named Andy who lives in a trailer park at the end of my dad’s road.
Grew up knowing Andy & trusting that what he shared was safe to eat. He actually gave me 3.5 lbs of Wildebeest for jerky a few months back and it turned out great!.
I was not aware that CJD had actually been contracted by humans via venison, but will likely avoid it now. Prions are indeed scary as hell.
Not really a response related to the post prompt, but more your comment…
I grew up on a farm in rural NC. Graduated college with a film degree & headed west to LA. I wound up rooming with a friend a from high school, his girlfriend, & her friend from fashion school…
…who turned out to be a 6’7”, 225lbs, gay volleyball player & ex-cheerleader from Korea.
My friend only knew me as the little redneck kid who used to throw rocks at rabbits & swore too much growing up. He lectured me on behaving around a gay man & really made a big deal about not being ass to our roommate.
4 years later I transitioned & got my first makeup lessons from that roommate. He became my drag mom 🤣
Time is a mindfuck sometimes…
Yeah, that was my bad. Replied to the wrong comment with misdirected frustration.
Appreciate the input on drying.
I don’t get it either. I tried to explain the searing situation with my dad’s cooking concerns…
Guess some people just want to downvote rather than offer insight or build this community.
Thanks for that! I didn’t have my torch at my dad’s place, but that’s a great idea.
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I’m pretty sure that was grandma’s. If so, we had to have an intervention with her over that pan.
She’d become convinced she needed to lubricate it with lard every time it was used. Even when she cooked bacon in it.
“Grandma, please don’t kill grandpa by cooking pig fat in pig fat.”
It seared better than expected. My biggest problem is that my dad thinks it dangerous to use the oven above 350° & the stove top above a 5 (out of 10).
Did the best I could with the customer’s request…
I’m not sure Father’s Day is my preferred time for schnitzel and oral sex. Maybe one, but both just feels gratuitous.
It’s a cheese roll from a local shop that I doused in butter and air fried into a giant crouton.
Lol, it’s similar, but fresh baked a local shop.
It’s a cheese roll from a local shop near by. Split in half, buttered and air fried until its basically a giant crouton.
No, not really I suppose. I meant to say “the Tuesday next after the first Monday in November“, but, well… I didn’t do it right.
“The Tuesday next after the first Monday in November” is the US’s Election Day.
And if it’s nature that catches your interest, in addition to walking, you could follow a live stream of some animal you may or may not care about.
I got into watching an Osprey hatch her eggs on a stream. Didn’t even know about the birds until I started, but the hook set quickly.
Watched that feed for weeks, checking to see who’s been eating, who’s been pooping, & who’s still sleeping. Pretty satisfying by the time the chicks left the nest.
I want to see one of those Street Fighter smash up the car mini games, but it’s Bobby & you have to repeatedly kick someone in the nuts while screaming “DON’T TOUCH MY PURSE”.
Unless you accidentally punt the one that makes the toilet wine… then you’ll have a mess of alch-y chickens looking for your flask & going all puke-a-potamus all over your shoes.