Living in Iowa
Reminds me of when I was at a friend’s house when I was in junior high school. A commercial for a new line of televisions came on and his mother commented on how much better the picture on those TVs was than on their set. (And I remember the time she found it fascinating how they taught “those cats” to dance in those cat food commercials.)
If you’re referring to what Violet (I think; I often confuse the earlier cast) is doing, it’s “ad hominem”, two words. If it’s the one CB did research on, I don’t know.
I’ve lived with a couple of roommates over the years who had at least one cat (one had two) and the cats usually acted like we weren’t there. One only got close by sitting on your lap when you occupied “her” chair.
My parents both grew up as farm kids. Cats weren’t considered pets but work animals, keeping down the vermin in the outbuildings and feed bins. (One of my grandfathers said, “In a pinch, they’ll do for hasenpfeffer.” Never asked if he spoke from experience.) Probably why I’ve never cared to have even one.
1/2 cup rolled or steel-cut oats (quick oats don’t give the proper “texture”), 1/2 cup Greek yogurt (I use a coconut flavored, low-sugar brand), 2 Tablespoons chia seed (helps to thicken and adds fiber), 1/2 cup milk (I use 2%), 1/2 cup of fruit (I used mixed berries), 1/4 tsp. cinnamon and 1 tsp. sweetener (I use a no-calorie substitute in place of sugar) and two tablespoons of chopped walnuts (adds “healthy” fat). Stir and place in refrigerator at least eight hours. About 500 calories and 18 grams fiber. Yummy way to start the day.
Reference to “Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy”.
I was very fair skinned as a child (my hair was light blond, almost white). I darkened as I aged (my hair was a medium brown before it turned grey) so I can spend most of the day outside without beginning to burn now as long as I don’t spend time in and around bodies of water like ponds or pools (apparently the reflected rays intensify the UV effects). One of my nephews was the same way. It’s those darn Scandinavian genes in our ancestry. All my other blood relatives seemed to get the more tolerant skin tones from birth.
When I was young, any exposed skin would turn bright pink and tender after fifteen minutes of direct sunlight. Once forgot to take the umbrella when I went fishing and ended up wearing the same clothes (tee shirt and slacks) for about a week because I swelled up like a balloon and had golf-ball sized blisters (and forget about sleeping in bed). Ended up getting a tetanus booster and chewed out by the doctor.
Check closely. They may be a couple of punks in disguise.
I remember my mother having to get water from the hand pump out back and heating it on the stove to use in the wringer washer. Weather permitting the laundry was dried on the cloths line, otherwise my dad went to the local laundromat to use the driers. (Those warm sheets and blankets were wonderful on chilly winter nights.)