My grandmother was 7 when the Spanish flu hit, got married during the Great Depression, endured the strict rationing of WWII while her husband fought against the Nazis, witnessed the social unrest of the ‘60s, and endured the gas shortages of the 70s. Today’s “conservatives” can’t manage to deal with wearing a paper mask at Walmart. I can only imagine how badly things would have gone for the US if today’s “alpha-male” Republicans had lived through the hardships my grandmother did. Of course, many of today’s “alpha-male” Republicans would have probably fought along side the Nazis, not against them.
said “I imagine Gweedo is in the state of ecstasy!”
Probably not. We still have all the negative campaign ads that are just plain nasty with the fear mongering. I’ve stopped watching TV or listening to radio, and set my VPN to make ad supported streaming services think I’m in Europe. The negative political ads I get in the mail goes directly into the shredder as I mutter curses at the candidate.
That’s what you get for not planning ahead.
said “I’m not a fan of sweet potato pie.”
That’s because most sweet potato pie made today is a vile, sickeningly sweet monstrosity topped with marshmallow. Search for Alton Brown’s version, which tastes more like a pumpkin pie with a lovely maple pecan topping.
Wrong variety. Pumpkins bred for pie filling are actually quite small.
There’s an old Demotivator poster that says “That which does not kill me only postpones the inevitable.”
That’s just the first sentence. My first thought was that it would segue to her mother’s experience running the Fuse.
They make fun now, but they’ll eventually discover an appreciation for such organization. They’ll probably never admit it to you, but it’s just a matter of time.
Or it could just be that Les and Bets are a little to into themselves and just kind of forget to consider Gunth.
I do have obsessive compulsive tendencies, especially when in my work space. But I don’t qualify as officially OCD. I brought a bit of 5S into my house because the ADHD part of me has a tendency of bringing the chaos into my home space that I wouldn’t be able to tolerate in my work space. I’d rather someone look in my house and accuse me of being obsessively clean (highly unlikely) than of being a horder.