Some brew pub had Barley & Hops. I was genuinely confused & decided that if I saw a urinal, I’d found the men’s room.

I wonder how much is due to his toadies whispering in his ear. He gets to break things & act like he’s grinding contractors down while they’re stuffing pockets with plan A of being ranking in whatever replaces this and plan B being a very comfortable life in a non-extradition country.

Gross pay is still $0 but the healthcare deduction for the last two pay periods is showing on my LES - both on deductions & benefits paid by government.

Mice & wood rats. Those are my old house visitors when the rain starts to flood the mouse runs and the summer nests are failing.

Feed store I go to got a little strange a few years ago. Was looking at ownership of local feed stores recently for a different reason and realized that “strange” happened about the same time as private equity purchase.

He got himself into this mess and he can get himself out of it somewhere else. Not having another place to stay is his problem.

When I was in the Navy there was a max number of braids you could have - which meant no box braids that could be pinned up in a bun (which the Army allowed at the time).

I don’t know what to label us as but grandparents moved here with their 7 kids because grampa’s cousin was already here with her 7+ kids (who mostly stayed in the area). They’re cousins. Don’t ask how unless you want a diagram & a history lesson.

My great-gramma and her brother ended up in foster homes and at least one time in an orphanage when their mother (single parent) didn’t have money to care for them.

I’m in a small town and I have cousins local to me that are of the “let me draw a diagram, it’s faster” for how we’re related courtesy of siblings over 100 years ago.

Mary Janes! Yes, I’m the weirdo who loves them (but I also liked the molasses for the cow feed so 🤷🏻‍♀️)

I would certainly try it. I like pistachios & chocolate. I like walnuts & chocolate. And I think I’ve had trail mix with walnuts & pistachios.

Doernbecher Children’s Hospital in Portland, Oregon was established almost 100 years ago (1926)

Smelly horse, farting horse, what have they been feeding you? Smelly horse, farting horse, it’s not your fault.

I try to keep the fun in dysfunctional but that tripped a tactile memory. Sorry.

New fear unlocked: one of those loaded with burger sauce (pink with pickle chunks). I have milked cows and mastitis chunks just make me 🤢.

Not dealing with canvas but our phone systems were having massive issues due to a certain company’s system failure

If AI worked the way they want to convince us that it works, they’d be trying to keep it from us not pushing it in Tupperware parties.