What RUINED your day today?

[psiberzerker]

STFU is the best option outside of 1408, for both parties.

:thumbsup:  :okay:

[ChirpingGirl]

I was just about to post a similar comment to Katie.

Rein it in, folks.

Don't look at me, I've told the certain someone not to speak to me on several occasions. THAT person just won't shut the fuck up. My conscience is completely clear.  Not that it wouldn't be regardless because I give no fucks. 

If they cannot, steps will be taken.

Like what? No, seriously, tell me. I'd like to know.

 

[psiberzerker]

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[_priapism]

I'm not sure what 'Uncle Sam's cereal' is, but it's probably forbidden on my Autoimmune Protocol diet.  I get plenty of fiber... BUTTLOADS of fiber.  
Two weeks ago the doc said that was the problem (excess fiber causing my little bacterial friends to go berserk).

So, not enough fiber = constipation, and too much fiber = constipation. 

[IdleBoast]

Like what? No, seriously, tell me. I'd like to know.

 

Start with deletion of posts and work up from there.

You've disrespected two mods on one page, on top of breaking board rules.

[ChirpingGirl]

 


Ok. You feel free to delete any posts you like.

[Lois]

I would like to remove all of them.

Let me remind you that you are not god.  You cannot just tell people not to talk to you.  If you do not wish to interact with others then stop posting.

[ChirpingGirl]

 

Nothing at all ruined my day. 

[Jed_]

Got into a brief argument with my Peruvian.  I bought $70 worth of vegetable seeds.  While selecting them and asking her what she likes, she suddenly began telling me I was buying way too many, and why now when it’s still winter, and why now and so much when I’ve been saying money is short right now (paying for a damn expensive wedding).

She didn’t like my answers no matter how diplomatically I tried to give them:
a.  It’s an investment; we’ll be eating very well from this investment.
b.  It’s not too much (seeds).  I know this a little bit better than you, because I’ve been growing my own food for 20 years.  I know what I need for the garden.
c.  I always buy seeds around now (still winter).  Why?  Because if I wait until the days I want to plant, I can never find the seeds I want.

[psiberzerker]

Also, E:  Seeds are Cheap AF.  Unless you're buying something like specific "Heirloom" tomatoes, or super trendy Silicon Valley tech hipster retro seeds.  (You know, the ones that get chicken coops, then spend thousands of dollars on them, as vanity projects?)

That, and from what I've seen, and you've said about your lifestyle, gourmet diet, and pictures of your woodwork in the background, I get the indication that you're good for it.  Cheaper than strippers, amiright?

Hope that helps you feel better.

[_priapism]

Got into a brief argument with my Peruvian.  I bought $70 worth of vegetable seeds.  While selecting them and asking her what she likes, she suddenly began telling me I was buying way too many, and why now when it’s still winter, and why now and so much when I’ve been saying money is short right now (paying for a damn expensive wedding).

She didn’t like my answers no matter how diplomatically I tried to give them:
a.  It’s an investment; we’ll be eating very well from this investment.
b.  It’s not too much (seeds).  I know this a little bit better than you, because I’ve been growing my own food for 20 years.  I know what I need for the garden.
c.  I always buy seeds around now (still winter).  Why?  Because if I wait until the days I want to plant, I can never find the seeds I want.

My wife has been buying seeds, seedlings, plants, and bags of soil mix for weeks.  She plants the seeds in little planting treys, then puts them in the windowsill to sprout.  They’ll be transferred outside later.  My house looks like a greenhouse this time of year.

Miss Peru needs to get with the program.  Once you have enjoyed truly organic, home grown, fruits and vegetables, you will never go back.  The taste, the texture, the *freshness* of home grown produce cannot compare.  I was a little skeptical at first myself, but am now a full blown convert.

[Jed_]

Got into a brief argument with my Peruvian.  I bought $70 worth of vegetable seeds.  While selecting them and asking her what she likes, she suddenly began telling me I was buying way too many, and why now when it’s still winter, and why now and so much when I’ve been saying money is short right now (paying for a damn expensive wedding).

She didn’t like my answers no matter how diplomatically I tried to give them:
a.  It’s an investment; we’ll be eating very well from this investment.
b.  It’s not too much (seeds).  I know this a little bit better than you, because I’ve been growing my own food for 20 years.  I know what I need for the garden.
c.  I always buy seeds around now (still winter).  Why?  Because if I wait until the days I want to plant, I can never find the seeds I want.

My wife has been buying seeds, seedlings, plants, and bags of soil mix for weeks.  She plants the seeds in little planting treys, then puts them in the windowsill to sprout.  They’ll be transferred outside later.  My house looks like a greenhouse this time of year.

Miss Peru needs to get with the program.  Once you have enjoyed truly organic, home grown, fruits and vegetables, you will never go back.  The taste, the texture, the *freshness* of home grown produce cannot compare.  I was a little skeptical at first myself, but am now a full blown convert.

She’ll get it too.  But it gets tiresome being lectured on something I know and she doesn’t, as if I’m an idiot infant.  It’s like the time she and her mom were ‘cleaning’ my kitchen, and I had to defend the existence of every single item; they assuming I had no clue what belonged in a kitchen, therefore everything they didn’t recognize was trash.  I mean for fuck’s sake, I had to explain what things like a potato peeler and whisk were for, and yes I do use them all the time!

In the meantime and while I still need to fill in a few gaps in my seed purchases and buy the things I start as plants (tomatoes, peppers, eggplant and such), I went as always with high variety and everything from Argula to Zucchini.

Oh btw toe, got measured for buying a tux yesterday.  I decided not to rent.  I think I recall you own one too.

[psiberzerker]

It doesn't get any more fresh, local, and seasonal than growing it yourself.  Total shipping?  Cutting them, and carrying them to the sink to wash them off.  Beats the hell out of shipping (Organic Vine Ripened Tomatoes) from Argentina in February.  With a sticker on the plastic,so you know it's "Organic."

[Jed_]

Also, E:  Seeds are Cheap AF.  Unless you're buying something like specific "Heirloom" tomatoes, or super trendy Silicon Valley tech hipster retro seeds.  (You know, the ones that get chicken coops, then spend thousands of dollars on them, as vanity projects?)

That, and from what I've seen, and you've said about your lifestyle, gourmet diet, and pictures of your woodwork in the background, I get the indication that you're good for it.  Cheaper than strippers, amiright?

Hope that helps you feel better.

Actually I did spend a few hundred dollars on a chicken coop once, but then built a couple after that.  Keeping poultry is on hold for now, the neighbor that used to feed and water when I was away passed away the same year as my wife.  And, my last chicken died that same year.  At one point I had chickens in 2 places, plus ducks and guinea fowl.

I need to go slow on bringing the birds back.  My Peruvian already thinks I’m crazy after seeing me seed buying.

[_priapism]

In the meantime and while I still need to fill in a few gaps in my seed purchases and buy the things I start as plants (tomatoes, peppers, eggplant and such), I went as always with high variety and everything from Argula to Zucchini.

We only touched the freezing mark (briefly) twice this winter, and our arugula beds survived.  They are actually blooming now, and are thick with leaves!  Good thing we love arugula!

Oh btw toe, got measured for buying a tux yesterday.  I decided not to rent.  I think I recall you own one too.

It keeps me thin.  Anytime I start to gain weight, I remind myself I will have to buy a new tux.  It only sees action for weddings, New Years, and the occasional gala, but comforting to have in the closet, in case I get called away to Monte Carlo.

On the subject of things ruining my day.  We went to a favorite fine dining establishment on Saturday.  Gents wore suits or sport coats, the ladies were in cocktail dresses.  We arrived at the restaurant to find people in t-shirts, jeans, wife beaters, and GYM SHORTS.  Not just one table, at least half.  There were kids running between tables.  It was fucking Applebee’s.  I’m not a snob, but if I’m going to spend almost $90 per plate, WTF?  I’ve seen the future.  It’s wearing flip flops.

[ChirpingGirl]

I didn't do laundry last night, too busy gittin' fucked by wifey. 

So today is laundry day. If there's one thing I hate the most out of everything I do in this house and for this family it's laundry. I do all of it. It fucking sucks. 

I'd rather do the house cleaning. 

[psiberzerker]

Actually I did spend a few hundred dollars on a chicken coop once, but then built a couple after that.

Yeah, and that's sensible, because you're doing it for eggs instead of a Status Symbol.  I'm not judging you for that, I was just alluding to the fad that was so last year:





Chicken shit is also a great fertilizer, as well as eggshells to enrich your compost, and make for a more sustainable biome.  My mom used a Rabbit Hutch much the same way, I thought that you planted "Rabbit Seeds" to make more rabbits, since they multiplied so quickly.  We didn't get eggs out of it, but we did get a lot of Rabbit on the table.  A lot easier to skin than plucking chickens.  

She didn't make it look like a Vicrotian House, though.  it wasn't decorative, it was basically just a 2x4 box, with chicken wire, and an enclosed side for them to keep warm in.  Not unlike a chicken coop.

Back in the day, it was Pigeons, and rooftop gardens in the New York metro area.  Or "Doves," and they served "Squab," because pigeon doesn't sound as hoity toity.  

[Lois]

I think the fancy chicken houses helps when you live in a neighborhood where neighbors are likely to complain if your yard looks trashy.

 My hen house is a metal shed that cost about $200, and the coop is the entire backyard.  I'm still putting off getting new chickens because the killer dogs aren't gone yet.

[Jed_]

Oh btw toe, got measured for buying a tux yesterday.  I decided not to rent.  I think I recall you own one too.

It keeps me thin.  Anytime I start to gain weight, I remind myself I will have to buy a new tux.  It only sees action for weddings, New Years, and the occasional gala, but comforting to have in the closet, in case I get called away to Monte Carlo.

On the subject of things ruining my day.  We went to a favorite fine dining establishment on Saturday.  Gents wore suits or sport coats, the ladies were in cocktail dresses.  We arrived at the restaurant to find people in t-shirts, jeans, wife beaters, and GYM SHORTS.  Not just one table, at least half.  There were kids running between tables.  It was fucking Applebee’s.  I’m not a snob, but if I’m going to spend almost $90 per plate, WTF?  I’ve seen the future.  It’s wearing flip flops.

Not entirely sure why as yet, but there’s a lilac theme to the wedding, flower and color.  But where I got the tux, there were no light purple options for a vest or tie, not to buy or rent.  So we found a tie in JC Penny and a pocket stuffer in Macy’s that exactly matched and she said was lilac.  If they don’t match whatever she has in ‘lilac’, it will certainly somehow be my fault.

I’ll need a black bow tie too of course.  I’m also at some point going to be unable to resist ordering a vodka martini, shaken not stirred.  I was in Monte Carlo once, but didn’t bother with the casino, although did avail myself of their casino parking.  We drove up from Nice, had a lunch and lucked out by seeing the youngsters in small open wheel cars just frying around a track!  Might have been kids, but it was as exciting to see, and I can truthfully say I saw a race at Monte Carlo.

[_priapism]

Oh btw toe, got measured for buying a tux yesterday.  I decided not to rent.  I think I recall you own one too.

It keeps me thin.  Anytime I start to gain weight, I remind myself I will have to buy a new tux.  It only sees action for weddings, New Years, and the occasional gala, but comforting to have in the closet, in case I get called away to Monte Carlo.

On the subject of things ruining my day.  We went to a favorite fine dining establishment on Saturday.  Gents wore suits or sport coats, the ladies were in cocktail dresses.  We arrived at the restaurant to find people in t-shirts, jeans, wife beaters, and GYM SHORTS.  Not just one table, at least half.  There were kids running between tables.  It was fucking Applebee’s.  I’m not a snob, but if I’m going to spend almost $90 per plate, WTF?  I’ve seen the future.  It’s wearing flip flops.

Not entirely sure why as yet, but there’s a lilac theme to the wedding, flower and color.  But where I got the tux, there were no light purple options for a vest or tie, not to buy or rent.  So we found a tie in JC Penny and a pocket stuffer in Macy’s that exactly matched and she said was lilac.  If they don’t match whatever she has in ‘lilac’, it will certainly somehow be my fault.

I’ll need a black bow tie too of course.  I’m also at some point going to be unable to resist ordering a vodka martini, shaken not stirred.  I was in Monte Carlo once, but didn’t bother with the casino, although did avail myself of their casino parking.  We drove up from Nice, had a lunch and lucked out by seeing the youngsters in small open wheel cars just frying around a track!  Might have been kids, but it was as exciting to see, and I can truthfully say I saw a race at Monte Carlo.

My late father in law used to winter in Nice, and passed away there during the Cannes film festival a few years ago.  I mention Cannes because he had gone there for a night of partying, returned to Nice in the early hours, and collapsed in a hallway.  I used to enjoy visiting him there, and made the trip to Monte Carlo once, in similar fashion.  He was only a year older than me when he died, which frightens me when I think about it.  Gone too soon.