Hello. Okay, FWIW, I don’t actually believe Mexican food sucks. I have enjoyed Mexican food, even though much of it looks like the photo above, an amalgam of disparate colorful cheap stuff in greasy fried bread. But I am now empowered to make this terrible and unfair generality about Mexican food because the concept was uttered during the final episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm. It is now part of Pop Culture. I will now probably be officially cancelled once again, as I was several years ago when I disparaged Indian food. This is liberating. Full circle. Exciting.
Secretary that wasn’t invited to the wedding was acting like a six year old who didn’t get invited to someone’s birthday party. (My mom’s rule was you got to invite no more than the number of your age so that limited guests- lots of chances for miffed people). And her response was just as childish and not very funny.
Office hijinks: The late (and completely insane) Bill Cox, city editor at The Courier-Journal in Louisville in 1983, had a buffalo from the state fair sent up in the freight elevator. He then rode it through the newsroom into the office of the EE - who was somewhat humor impaired - where it promptly deposited a giant road apple on an Oriental rug.
Re: fatal event. Had everything actually gone to fruition, possibly, even if it was a controller going into cardiac arrest. I had hoped that would be obvious to all; it was to all but one. There would have been many sanity checks and levels of approval before it could have gotten that far, and as author I made sure none of them were actually necessary. I think Gene of all people would understand that not all humor gets taken the way it was meant.
What to eat? As a very junior foreign service person, I tired of older seniors bragging about "all the stuff they had consumed for their work." My idea was that the locals played A game of "let's see what we can get them to eat." I did turn down some food without their comments or adverse reactions.
Having run through a large number of popular international cuisines, even with tongue in cheek --- which may be your problem; hard to eat anything that way --- I can only assume you must live on roadkill and word salads. Btw --- kudos for continuing the Pool poop mention tradition. Newcomers here might otherwise have mistaken it for Samantha Bee's Substack newsletter. Poop on!
Derecho story: When our house was under construction (in the boonies), we rented a small dwelling I called "the hovel." The derecho hit on our 10th wedding anniversary. As noted elsewhere - one flush and you're done. We had just had a port-a-john delivered, and spouse decided to take advantage of it. He drove up toward our house, and he encountered a tree across the road. He walked up the road and encountered three more trees, the last one at the edge of the driveway. He entered the box, and the port-a-john started to tip over. The root ball of the last felled tree had been its support. He jumped out and stuffed a bunch of rocks and deadfall under it. He was unscathed, but I never did find out if he actually used the facilities.
I feel for you Gene. When we had the direcho back in 2012 I lost power for 3 days. I live in the boonies. No municipal water, I'm on a well. No power means no well pump, i.e. no water. Three days without being able to flush. I think I still have PTSD from that.
Can someone please tell me how to stop replies to my comments from showing up in my email? If I go to substack there is a notification of how many messages I have, which are actually replies to my comments. So I know as soon as I go to the substack website. I don't need this in my email. I will look for the right setting but I thought someone might have found out the hard way how to do this. Email notification should not be the default, I think you should have to opt in, not out. Thank you!
Mexican food is not what it used to be. Not for me. I started eating it in Fresno and when 13 moved to Texas and it was never a problem to eat. Even in Laredo, heat was an option. Add all that you want at the table. But in Maryland even the salad has been nearly too hot to eat. I have to ask. And they say: " No. Not very hot at all. ". All liars? Doubtful. Burned out? I think not. My fix? I cook it at home. I had classes in Laredo. I make good Pico de galo.
The Facebook file announcing the Invite results, once, I found, was editable. I inserted sonething like that my entry was the funniest, but I didn’t need the gratification of being recognized this week. Then I told her. She seemed upset…
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Secretary that wasn’t invited to the wedding was acting like a six year old who didn’t get invited to someone’s birthday party. (My mom’s rule was you got to invite no more than the number of your age so that limited guests- lots of chances for miffed people). And her response was just as childish and not very funny.
Office hijinks: The late (and completely insane) Bill Cox, city editor at The Courier-Journal in Louisville in 1983, had a buffalo from the state fair sent up in the freight elevator. He then rode it through the newsroom into the office of the EE - who was somewhat humor impaired - where it promptly deposited a giant road apple on an Oriental rug.
Re: fatal event. Had everything actually gone to fruition, possibly, even if it was a controller going into cardiac arrest. I had hoped that would be obvious to all; it was to all but one. There would have been many sanity checks and levels of approval before it could have gotten that far, and as author I made sure none of them were actually necessary. I think Gene of all people would understand that not all humor gets taken the way it was meant.
What to eat? As a very junior foreign service person, I tired of older seniors bragging about "all the stuff they had consumed for their work." My idea was that the locals played A game of "let's see what we can get them to eat." I did turn down some food without their comments or adverse reactions.
I have found that Mexican food doesn't usually suck but that it often blows.
Having run through a large number of popular international cuisines, even with tongue in cheek --- which may be your problem; hard to eat anything that way --- I can only assume you must live on roadkill and word salads. Btw --- kudos for continuing the Pool poop mention tradition. Newcomers here might otherwise have mistaken it for Samantha Bee's Substack newsletter. Poop on!
When you go seven full days without a shower, the water gods get revenge. Do not mess with the water gods.
Derecho story: When our house was under construction (in the boonies), we rented a small dwelling I called "the hovel." The derecho hit on our 10th wedding anniversary. As noted elsewhere - one flush and you're done. We had just had a port-a-john delivered, and spouse decided to take advantage of it. He drove up toward our house, and he encountered a tree across the road. He walked up the road and encountered three more trees, the last one at the edge of the driveway. He entered the box, and the port-a-john started to tip over. The root ball of the last felled tree had been its support. He jumped out and stuffed a bunch of rocks and deadfall under it. He was unscathed, but I never did find out if he actually used the facilities.
I feel for you Gene. When we had the direcho back in 2012 I lost power for 3 days. I live in the boonies. No municipal water, I'm on a well. No power means no well pump, i.e. no water. Three days without being able to flush. I think I still have PTSD from that.
Can someone please tell me how to stop replies to my comments from showing up in my email? If I go to substack there is a notification of how many messages I have, which are actually replies to my comments. So I know as soon as I go to the substack website. I don't need this in my email. I will look for the right setting but I thought someone might have found out the hard way how to do this. Email notification should not be the default, I think you should have to opt in, not out. Thank you!
Mexican food is not what it used to be. Not for me. I started eating it in Fresno and when 13 moved to Texas and it was never a problem to eat. Even in Laredo, heat was an option. Add all that you want at the table. But in Maryland even the salad has been nearly too hot to eat. I have to ask. And they say: " No. Not very hot at all. ". All liars? Doubtful. Burned out? I think not. My fix? I cook it at home. I had classes in Laredo. I make good Pico de galo.
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You should just get some Depends like everyone else your age, Grandpa!
The Facebook file announcing the Invite results, once, I found, was editable. I inserted sonething like that my entry was the funniest, but I didn’t need the gratification of being recognized this week. Then I told her. She seemed upset…