temporal_spider

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[–] temporal_spider@lemm.ee 5 points 34 minutes ago (2 children)

Someone who will treat you well won't need to tell you that they will treat you well. It's kind of like how liars and scammers make a big deal about how honest they are. Another big clue is that he was telling you this while both of you were with other people. He cheats on one partner, he'd cheat on you, too.

[–] temporal_spider@lemm.ee 2 points 1 hour ago

Texan here. Yankee is definitely not a neutral word to refer to everyone from the USA. Some people down here will fight you over it, but most would just give you a confused look.

I've always understood gringo to mean white person, especially one who can't speak Spanish. The term is sometimes used in Mexican restaurants to let the staff know that you can't deal with too many jalapeños.

[–] temporal_spider@lemm.ee 2 points 1 day ago

Good. I like seeing these busted institutions doing more to make themselves irrelevant and obsolete. Try alienating still more peeps, folks, yer doing fine.

[–] temporal_spider@lemm.ee 2 points 5 days ago

I've rewatched Haven several times. I love everything about it, the characters, the acting, the writing, the music, and the overall vibe. It somehow manages to be tragic, terrifying, and wholesome, all at once.

[–] temporal_spider@lemm.ee 1 points 5 days ago

It was taught in my first grade class in the early 1970s.

[–] temporal_spider@lemm.ee 2 points 6 days ago

I like to refer to using the bidet as cleaning my undercarriage.

[–] temporal_spider@lemm.ee 2 points 6 days ago

Also, a can of cheap shaving cream to spray on the tub wall. It's a fun, soothing distraction for a little one. I used to sometimes defuse my kid's tantrums like that.

[–] temporal_spider@lemm.ee 2 points 1 week ago (1 children)

That looks so yummy. I love making cheesy soups.

[–] temporal_spider@lemm.ee 3 points 1 week ago (1 children)

Mrs Bradshaw's Handbook, by Terry Pratchett comes to mind, although I suspect you aren't looking for a book about a train journey through an imaginary landscape.

[–] temporal_spider@lemm.ee 8 points 1 week ago (1 children)

I was just thinking recently about the time I got a faceful of strychnine as a small child prowling through the hall closet while my grandma's back was turned. It was just sitting on the shelf, white powder in a little glass jar, no safety cap, no Mr Yuck sticker. It might not have even had a label. I happened to knock it over, and I can still remember the taste nearly sixty years later. We used to live so dangerously.

[–] temporal_spider@lemm.ee 1 points 1 week ago

My sweetie and I are going to fire up the pellet smoker. We bought a whole bunch of ribs, beef and pork, and they're currently salted, and resting in the fridge (always dry brine your meat.) We'll divide most of it into vacuum seal bags to freeze, so we can enjoy BBQ meals for a few months. A wonderful Valentine day tradition.

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