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The kids are aight
Unbeknownst to many, cartooning is one of the most dangerous jobs out there.
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Dry our tears when we've given up all hope of ever seeing the sky again!
But we're happy to do it. We'd do anything for a joke.
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First the avocado toast, now the rotisserie chicken... When we will we learn?
Lazy enragement headline writing. This is exactly the type of headline that for me makes we want to read the main article NOT AT ALL.
Here's why - Costco sells rotisserie chickens as a loss leader. They're $5 which is substantially less than the cost of the chicken itself, however, with some care and planning that chicken can be used to make 3 to 4 meals that will feed 3 people. Here are things I do with one chicken:
pull the meat and separate light from dark. Put the skin and the carcass and put into an instant pot with leftover wilty vegetables, bay leaf, and peppercorns and make chicken broth.
Use 1/2 the light meat for a protein in a salad
Use the other half of the light meat in either a stir fry or in filling for crepes or enchiladas. There usually enough leftovers to make at least one or two lunches.
Use the dark meat and chicken broth in soup or making chicken pot pie. There is usually enough leftovers to make two lunches.
I am not kidding when I say that the each of those meals is filling and delicious and costs well under $5 a serving.
This is called being frugal where you're not necessarily cheap, you're just not wasting anything.
So the headline is written to either enrage people and make clickbait or to generate "LULZ those poors can't afford things because they're (checks notes) eating".
As a side note, a bag of avocados at Costco is also a loss leader at $0.75 per avocado. Don't believe me? My local grocery store sells avocados at $1.50 each when they're on SALE. It's, frankly, a good deal. Two pieces of bread, one avocado and some pepper or "everything but the bagel" seasoning and you've got a pretty damn good, filling breakfast.
Here is part of a meal I made for my family: coronation chicken - which is a chicken salad made with chicken breast meat, mayo, yogurt, apricot jam, curry, and almonds.
Here is a video about turning a whole chicken into high end chicken broth (he uses the entire chicken, but TBH you can use just the carcass and skin and end up with very good broth):
Even if you use the whole chicken, his recipe will make several quarts of amazing broth that ends up costing way less than grocery store broth. Even with just the carcass and skin, this makes better broth than store bought. And it freezes well. To freeze broth, after it's cooled, you can portion it into silicone muffin pans. When frozen, pop them out into put them into an air tight freezer bag. The silicone is to make it easier to remove and the reason for the using them is that each cavity is usually 1/2 C so you're preportioning. Need 2C of broth? Grab 4 pucks. Also, the puck form factor melts reasonably quickly.
Here is a recipe for savory crepes that use chicken:
With regards to the crepes, if you understand the basics of cooking, this recipe comes down to: crepes filled with chicken and gruyere topped with a mornay sauce. Now a traditional mornay sauce is made with gruyere, which is expensive, but you can substitute so many other cheeses that will work just fine, like cheddar, havarti, jack, or gouda.
If you watch Jean-Pierre's videos, he's doing very traditional French cooking, but he's simplifying a lot of the steps to make things more approachable. What he's omitting are the things that you might do in a restaurant when you have the resources to dedicate to them in prep because you're going to make dozens of servings. At the same time, he injects a bunch of hacks that really smart. For example, if you don't have home made beef stock on hand (which, like the above chicken broth is far, far, better than store bought), he shows how you can make it better by adding tomato paste. He doesn't explain why this works, but its actually really simple: tomatoes are rich in glutamates and store bought beef broth is heavily salted. When you mix the two, the tomato past thickens the broth and gives it more body and the salt in the broth and the glutamates make (tada) monosodium glutamate - instant umami. And no, MSG is not a bad thing in reasonable quantity.
tl;dr - the economy is fucked and the wall street journal is writing clickbait and fuck them because with some planning, you can use some knowledge to eat in a way that's healthy and frugal.
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Voice recognition is really great these days. I told my car to text me and remind me to "print bloodwork" and got a message telling me to Prince Ludwig
when i was a kid i had moments of being so fucking diabolical because i realized at some point the best way to leverage power over my family was to do shit that would make everybody late
our house was in the middle of nowhere surrounded by woods so when i decided i didnt want to wear dresses anymore if we were going to some event & my parents insisted i had to wear a dress i would just go hide in the woods. was so committed i almost made us miss a flight once bc my mom packed a dress in my suitcase
i only promised to stop doing this if my parents got me formal boys clothes to wear which eventually they did. i don't feel bad about resorting to violence bc i asked politely and they said no. proud of 10 yr old me for evil annoying lesbian behavior
5th grade was the last time I wore a dress for school pictures. When my parents attempted to force the issue for 6th grade, I climbed onto our roof and pulled the ladder up after me. My dad borrowed the neighbors ladder. As soon as it touched the roof I pulled it up too. By the time I had 3 ladders they were willing to negotiate, and 2 hours late for work.
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In raising my kids to adulthood (eep*), there were a number of parenting decisions that obviously fell into the category of "not a hill worth dying on".
Oh, you want to only wear sweats because you don't like the way that other clothing feels? That's fine 95% of the time and I'd rather that you feel comfortable so that's not an issue. Oh, you want a mohawk? It's your hair, go right ahead. Oh, you don't want to wear a jacket even though it's super cold outside? I'll bring the jacket along in case you have a change of heart.
Now because I spent years putting those in place, it's actually easier to say, "we're going to your cousin's wedding and you need to wear a suit" because we gave him agency so many times in the past. A lot of the things that would trigger oppositional defiance also fall into the category of "because I said so" which is what a tired parent who has been bullied would say. If you weren't hit with "because I said so" by your parents, you're more inclined to listen when it matters. If you were hit with "because I said so" often, then you are disinclined to believe your parents because you have been taught that your parents are iron-fisted and arbitrary. In a way this is like "they boy who cried wolf" except that it's "the parents who cried 'because I said so'"
And there are still little parenting things you can do to make it better. For example, I know that my son did not want to wear a suit, so I let him in on a conspiracy that even though you have to wear a suit that you can rebel with your choice of tie. Did he wear a tie with D&D beholders on it? Yup. I wore a tie with stylized Batman heads. Nobody noticed.
tl;dr - if you allow your children an appropriate amount of agency in making choices when the outcome doesn't actually matter, then it's easier to convince them when it does because honestly, those circumstances are pretty rare.
*stg they were just in diapers yesterday
Something I love about sewing is how anyone who makes clothes sees quilters and thinks "that's absolutely insane and incredible and I could never understand how you have the patience to do that" and quilters see anyone who makes clothes and think "that's absolutely insane and incredible and I could never understand how you have the patience to do that"
and of course anyone who makes quilts and clothes are unnatural beings who's talent should be studied
I have had a similar discussion with my cousin who makes upholstery.
"I don't see how you can make a whole Captain America Suit from scratch" says the woman who makes cushion seat covers that look perfect and precise.
Story Time:
Working in retail is really fun, and the times when major fuck-ups happen, they can be either anxiety-attack inducing, or make it possible to get through the rest of your god-awful shift with a smile depending on the customer. My all-time favorite absolute fuck-up is as follows:
This kind woman is just doing her thing. She scans her membership card from her keychain. The register beeps to acknowledge the scan. We continue as usual. Neither of us notice right away, but after I’ve scanned a few more items, I hear a very quiet, “Um,” from the lady, very polite. I look at her. She is looking at the screen of my register, blinking. I, too, look.
And lo and behold. There is a charge of over four-thousand dollars ($4,000) worth of garlic bread staring us in the face. There are no words for a minute. We’re just… in awe. How did this happen? How the hell did this happen?
She didn’t even have garlic bread in her cart.
I sputter a partial apology - I was incapable of forming actual sentences in the moment - and try to void the garlic bread. Since there was no garlic bread to scan, I try to manually remove $4,000-some from this transaction.
Well, the registers don’t like it when you try to void off more than five dollars ($5) from a transaction, so naturally it pings my manager for confirmation, but she’s not by her pager.
At this point, both myself and the lady are just… dumbfounded. She’s not even mad. I’m not even all that embarrassed. Both of us are just looking at the screen. There’s a bit of laughter, but it’s mostly just… confusion.
I have to call through the whole store for my manager on the intercom because she’s not answering. She shows up, ready to override and void it, when she too, sees what exactly is being voided.
“What… did you do?”
“I genuinely. Have literally. No. Idea.”
She voids it, and I go to finish the transaction and tell the woman her total (minus the garlic bread). My register pings. It tells me that she hasn’t scanned her membership card. Odd. I distinctly remember her doing that. The woman goes to scan her card again, and I notice that her library card is stuck to her membership card. I tell her gently, and she separates the two and scans her card.
My manager, hovering nearby still, sees this and says, “I think it mistook the barcode of her other card for garlic bread, and the remaining digits were read as the price.”
And that’s when the laughter really came over us. There were no hard feelings at all. In fact, the woman was incredibly glad that the receipt still showed the garlic bread and the voiding of. I will remember it until the end of time, my only regret in the entire situation being that I didn’t take a damn picture, because she has proof and I don’t. But I swear to God it happened.
TDLR; Library Card Charged $4,000 of Garlic Bread.
that’s just how valuable library cards are. each one is worth at least $4000 of garlic bread
A picture is worth a thousand words, a library card is worth $4000 worth of garlic bread, if we can figure out how many words the average library card can check out at once, we can probably work out a picture-to-garlic bread conversion here, too.
[id. A twitter post by @/Bennieeexyz Jury duty letter came addressed to my cat. Not a mistake. "Felix Martinez" - that's his full name according to his vet records. My last name. His first name. Somehow he's a registered voter now. Called the county clerk. Me: My cat got summoned for jury duty. Clerk: Is the name correct on the summons? Me: Yes, but he's a cat. Clerk: Is Felix Martinez a legal resident of this county? Me: He's a legal cat. Clerk: Sir, if the name matches our records, he needs to appear or file an exemption. Me: He can't file anything. He has paws. Clerk: You can file on his behalf. Me: Under what exemption? There's no box for "is a cat." Clerk: (pause) Check "unable to serve due to medical reasons." Me: What's the medical reason? Clerk: He's a cat. Me: That's not a medical condition. Clerk: It is if it prevents him from serving. Sent in the form. Got rejected two weeks later. "Insufficient documentation. Please provide medical professional's statement." Took the letter to my vet. Me: I need you to write that my cat can't do jury duty. Vet: Why is your cat summoned for jury duty? Me: Excellent question. No good answer. Vet: This is the weirdest request I've gotten. Me: Can you just write that he's medically unfit to serve? Vet: On what grounds? Me: He's a cat. Vet: (started typing) "Patient is unable to serve due to species-related limitations including inability to speak, read, or comprehend legal proceedings." Me: Perfect. Sent it in. Got another rejection. "Summons is mandatory. Failure to appear will result in contempt of court." My roommate thought this was hilarious. Roommate: Felix is going to jail. Me: This is serious. Roommate: Bring him to court. See what happens. Decided that was actually the only option left. Day of jury duty, put Felix in his carrier. Brought the entire paper trail of rejection letters. Checked in at the courthouse. Clerk: Name? Me: Felix Martinez. Clerk: (looked at the cat carrier) Is that Felix? Me: Yes. Clerk: (long stare) He's a cat. Me: I've been saying that for six weeks. Clerk: Why didn't you file an exemption? Me: I filed three. All rejected. Showed her the letters. She read through them, expression shifting from confusion to disbelief. Clerk: Someone rejected the veterinary documentation? Me: Twice. Clerk: (called her supervisor over) You need to see this. Supervisor read everything. Looked at Felix. Looked at me. Supervisor: How did a cat get registered to vote? Me: You tell me. Supervisor: This is a data error. Me: Took you six weeks to figure that out. They dismissed Felix immediately. Apologized for the inconvenience. Supervisor: We'll remove him from the voter registry. Me: Appreciate it. Supervisor: (pause) Out of curiosity, how would he have voted? Me: Probably whatever party supports universal treats. Got a formal apology letter a week later and a voter registration card. For me this time. Apparently I wasn't registered, but my cat was. Roommate: Felix committed voter fraud. Me: Felix committed nothing. He's innocent. Roommate: That's what they all say. Felix is sleeping on the jury summons now. Fitting end to his legal career. end id]
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Important priorities
Green thumbs.
The (European) sun is a deadly laser, stay safe everyone
☝️🤓 it’s because the further you move toward the earth’s poles, the lower the angle of the sun is at the hottest parts of the day, meaning the radiation hits your whole body, causing it to feel 10-20 degrees warmer than the thermometer reading will tell you. People from tropical climes, aka close to the equator, are used to the sun’s radiation hitting a much smaller target- their head and shoulders.
Also the further you move toward the poles the more pronounced the difference between the length of day and night is. Worst part of a far-north (or south) heatwave is it doesn’t get dark long enough for meaningful cooling.
It’s not the heat. It very literally is the sun.
question
did you have to make your own breakfasts as a kid?*
yes
no
sometimes
* "kid" here means younger than about 12 years old
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except for on very rare special occasions me and my siblings always had to make our own breakfasts, starting from like... im not sure actually but probably around 5 years old. it only just occurred to me that this might not be the norm
I made my own breakfast from roughly first grade on up. My dad left early (to get home early) and my mom was a night owl who wasn't awake or effectively wakeable. I could read and follow instructions, so I would make my own instant oatmeal. I did this by climbing up on the counter to pour boiling water into the bowl with the oatmeal.
Well into my 30's before a therapist told me that a first grader shouldn't be making their own breakfast, let alone using the stove to boil water and climbing on a counter to make it.
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Reblog and put in the tags the last ice cream flavor you ate