I'll start posting some worthy "noinks" in the Style Invitational Devotees group starting this afternoon. But be sure to take the time to enjoy the ones here today -- really, the best way is to sing along. Eyeballing song lyrics just doesn't do them justice.
Been meaning to suggest you add some seasonality to the lexicon and substitute "doink" during football season. For the willfully uninformed, a "doink" is an attempted field goal or extra point kick that hits the goalpost (usually one of the uprights and hence the "doink" sound) and fails to make it over the crossbar for a point/points. So, it likewise means a fail but with a touch more cheerful onomatopoeia.
I had never heard of AITA until last New Years Eve, when I had a strong interest in the NCAA Championship football game being played that evening. I told my family well in advance of the date that it was important to me to watch this game (something I say about football no more than twice a year). My wife says "no problem, it'll be over before midnight, right?" My response: "I hope so."
At 11:45pm, with just a couple of minutes left on the clock in the 4th quarter of a nailbiter, my family (all adults, none of them sports fans) gathered around the TV and asked to switch to the Times Square countdown. I said no and suggested that they watch in a different room, but they wanted to be together and have our ritual hugs and kisses and "happy new years" at midnight (they are nothing if not loving and sentimental).
They waited for the game to end, but with timeouts and whatnot, there were a few seconds left on the clock and my team was lining up for the potential game winning field goal at 11:58pm. The game was in the balance and my family started literally screaming at me to change the channel. After another timeout, at 11:59pm I caved and switched over, counted to midnight, and then got yelled when I switched back to the game (I had missed the end -- perfect timing). So I switched back, but they stormed out of the room.
My son shared his version of this story on AITA, and it was quite the thread. Apparently this scene had played out across homes throughout the U.S., with scores of people looking for validation and/or asking "Am I the asshole?'
I hate to say it Mr Weingarten but you are wrong (first time for everything). Pumpkin spice is called pumpkin spice because it's the spice you use in pumpkin pies. It does not contain pumpkin.
You are mixing it up with "pumpkin pie spice" which is sold by McCormick and others, I'm sure. I don't want that in my muffins or candy or ice cream without the pumpkin part.
In almost every application, "pumpkin spice" refers only to the spices traditionally used in pumpkin pie, not to the pumpkin itself. Starbucks did start mixing a little pumpkin puree into its lattes but not till 2015.
I wondered for many years why people would want pumpkin in their coffee or tea. This year, at age 69, I FINALLY realized that “pumpkin pie spice” is what is used in pumpkin pie, and NOT a description of a flavor that is spiced pumpkin pie!
As usual, you are right (or should I say "Perfect"). But just to add a touch of further confusion, the "pumpkin" Starbucks uses in its puree is actually a Japanese winter squash.
I was going to say the same thing, but since I have so far managed to avoid any product that includes pumpkin spice (except pumpkin pie, of course), I'm no expert. I googled for "pumpkin spice," and the first page of results was almost exclusively about "pumpkin pie spice" except for one pumpkin spice latte that did in fact include pumpkin puree, so I decided to (until now) hold my tongue.
I personally can totally see how broccoli ends up in a chair. I have this dysfunctional thing where I forget where I leave groceries all the time. In fact, putting things in the drawers of the fridge renders them invisible to my mind. So, my fridge drawers are full of things like condiments and cheese... things I will be looking for when I need them. The door of the fridge where everyone else keeps condiments, that's where the fruits, veggies, and meats live so I don't forget we have a head of broccoli that I need to incorporate into dinner before it turns into a fridge full of "lexi's Revenge." This is not what we will call it because my son's girlfriend's name is Lexi and i feel like this will give her a complex but you know what I mean. But generally, any meat or veggies that go into fridge drawers is destined to stay there until it starts to smell. The only reason we haven't had broccoli rotting in a chair is because the kitchen table is 4 steps past the chair so it's eaiser to put the groceries on the table since it's so close. But alas, my furniture isn't fed by me, it's fed by my 7 year old daughter. Judging from my findings, the couch perfers string cheese, ritz crackers, and grapes to broccoli.
I’m systematic. Fridge drawers are for maintaining the relative humidity, a lot or a little, to keep the veggies for at least a few days. I get you though!
In our little social circle, Geoff and I loudly condemn the Astros at every turn, reminding everyone they are CHEATERS. We are doing our public service, at least here in Florida where things are pretty rotten in any case when it comes to truthiness.
I'm highly dubious as to anyone who claims that they've never, ever, not once in their lifetime, been an asshole. Especially if they've ever driven a car or walked or used mass transit in a major city.
Think we have to differentiate assholery between asshole of the first instance and being a reactive asshole in self-defense. The matter of justification is, of course, still being debated by non-assholes.
As I said in a comment above, I wondered for many years why people would want pumpkin in their coffee or tea. This year, at age 69, I FINALLY realized that “pumpkin pie spice” is what is used in pumpkin pie, and NOT a description of a flavor that is spiced pumpkin pie! (AITA for repeating a comment in a place where it fits better?)
OK, I'll argue with you, not the Empress. The taste of pumpkin is still important otherwise it is simply "cinnamon - clove coffee" and such, which already exist. There is cinnamon spice cereal and then there is "pumpkin spice cereal."
For purists, the problem is, of course, that "pumpkin spice" (or "pumpkin pie spice") not only doesn't contain pumpkin but tastes nothing at all like the actual bland squash we generally think of as a pumpkin--- although there are varieties that do have some flavor, one of which Starbucks uses in its PSL puree. So yes, while the Limited Edition Pumpkin Spice Cheerios, for example, does in fact contain natural pumpkin flavor, it's not what gives the cereal its overall distinctive taste, it's the pumpkin spice, as is the case with the others of its ilk. More of a marketing factor than anything else. Also ---"pumpkin spice" is another of those food misnomers (some for obvious reasons) like, egg cream (contains neither), black pudding (blood sausage) and the ever popular Rocky Mountain oysters, which sound so much better as huevos de toro --- especially if you don't know Spanish.
Lol. I’m always happy when someone things I’m NOT the asshole. As for pumpkin spice, sounds like you’re saying I was right all along when I assumed it tasted like pumpkin. Perhaps there is a complete ambiguity in the term — for some, it means pumpkin with spice, and for others it means spices usually used for pumpkins. It’s rather like the words “sanction” or “biannual,” which can mean almost complete opposites. :-)
also this is not the only time Gene has admitted to lusting after teenagers. I wish Gene would stop telling us. When i find out what men (as represented by Gene) ARE thinking I really really wish I hadn't known.
"I have always liked Cookie Bumstead, the daughter, but am afraid to say it out loud. It has been pointed out to me that she is probably 15 years old; however in one sense, the actual chronological one, she is 84. She was born in 1941."
Time for Remedial Math, Gene: 2023-1941=82, not 84.
I have to disagree with the answer regarding pumpkin being the key to "pumpkin spice." Most pumpkin spice beverages contain the spices for pumpkin pie, but do not, in fact, have any pumpkin or pumpkin-like flavoring. That's one reason I am not a fan of the PSL (the other is the inordinately large amount of sweetener in it), which I do like many pumpkin pie flavored things from Trader Joe that have pumpkin in them.
The answer to the updated version of Freud's question, whether women want a strong, protective man or to be treated as human beings, is of course that they want both.
About this business of stealing pitch signs in baseball. I'll accept as legit only Dodger fans' outrage over the Astros sign stealing in their 2017 Series win, as largely responsible (even despite their game seven meltdown) for the Dodgers being denied a championship that would have ended a 29-year drought. The rest is so much feigned or faux indignation as far as I'm concerned. Sign stealing, if not quite as pervasive as the Astros', has been around since hand signals first became common in the game some 150+ years ago. While the theft empowering technology has changed, the mantra --- with apologies to legendary sports writer Grantland Rice --- that it is not how you play the game, but whether you win or lose, hasn't changed. Sign stealing has always been encouraged and acceptable in the game's unwritten rule book as a possible edge toward that end. Does the use of technology to accomplish this form of cheating, or make it more efficient, thus somehow elevate a willfully ignored misdemeanor to a felony ? I'll leave the answer to the ethicists, or perhaps, the metaphysicians, among us. In typical fashion, however, we now have technology available in the form of PitchCom™which can do away with this valuable intelligence (and that presumed edge...) altogether by allowing a battery to communicate via a secure Wi-Fi system. It became officially available for the 2023 season, but right now its use is still optional for clubs and voluntary for players although, it has been shown to speed up a game. So, apart from the sign security benefit, it may, for the pace of play reason alone, become mandatory soon.
I'll start posting some worthy "noinks" in the Style Invitational Devotees group starting this afternoon. But be sure to take the time to enjoy the ones here today -- really, the best way is to sing along. Eyeballing song lyrics just doesn't do them justice.
I love the word "noink." I keep mentally pronouncing it to rhyme with "oink."
I always thought it did.
Been meaning to suggest you add some seasonality to the lexicon and substitute "doink" during football season. For the willfully uninformed, a "doink" is an attempted field goal or extra point kick that hits the goalpost (usually one of the uprights and hence the "doink" sound) and fails to make it over the crossbar for a point/points. So, it likewise means a fail but with a touch more cheerful onomatopoeia.
I had never heard of AITA until last New Years Eve, when I had a strong interest in the NCAA Championship football game being played that evening. I told my family well in advance of the date that it was important to me to watch this game (something I say about football no more than twice a year). My wife says "no problem, it'll be over before midnight, right?" My response: "I hope so."
At 11:45pm, with just a couple of minutes left on the clock in the 4th quarter of a nailbiter, my family (all adults, none of them sports fans) gathered around the TV and asked to switch to the Times Square countdown. I said no and suggested that they watch in a different room, but they wanted to be together and have our ritual hugs and kisses and "happy new years" at midnight (they are nothing if not loving and sentimental).
They waited for the game to end, but with timeouts and whatnot, there were a few seconds left on the clock and my team was lining up for the potential game winning field goal at 11:58pm. The game was in the balance and my family started literally screaming at me to change the channel. After another timeout, at 11:59pm I caved and switched over, counted to midnight, and then got yelled when I switched back to the game (I had missed the end -- perfect timing). So I switched back, but they stormed out of the room.
My son shared his version of this story on AITA, and it was quite the thread. Apparently this scene had played out across homes throughout the U.S., with scores of people looking for validation and/or asking "Am I the asshole?'
It was around 50/50.
This is shocking. You were totally not the asshole. It would have been like demanding to see Heidi in 1968, and turning off the Jets game.
OMG the perfect comparison.
I am excited to tell my son how you voted.
I hate to say it Mr Weingarten but you are wrong (first time for everything). Pumpkin spice is called pumpkin spice because it's the spice you use in pumpkin pies. It does not contain pumpkin.
It is entirely based on working with pumpkin! If pumpkins did not exist, pumpkin would be called cinnamon or something!
You are mixing it up with "pumpkin pie spice" which is sold by McCormick and others, I'm sure. I don't want that in my muffins or candy or ice cream without the pumpkin part.
In almost every application, "pumpkin spice" refers only to the spices traditionally used in pumpkin pie, not to the pumpkin itself. Starbucks did start mixing a little pumpkin puree into its lattes but not till 2015.
I wondered for many years why people would want pumpkin in their coffee or tea. This year, at age 69, I FINALLY realized that “pumpkin pie spice” is what is used in pumpkin pie, and NOT a description of a flavor that is spiced pumpkin pie!
Like I'm gonna argue with the Empress? ha.
As usual, you are right (or should I say "Perfect"). But just to add a touch of further confusion, the "pumpkin" Starbucks uses in its puree is actually a Japanese winter squash.
I was going to say the same thing, but since I have so far managed to avoid any product that includes pumpkin spice (except pumpkin pie, of course), I'm no expert. I googled for "pumpkin spice," and the first page of results was almost exclusively about "pumpkin pie spice" except for one pumpkin spice latte that did in fact include pumpkin puree, so I decided to (until now) hold my tongue.
Of course, Mark Raffman wins another Mark Raffman Award.
I personally can totally see how broccoli ends up in a chair. I have this dysfunctional thing where I forget where I leave groceries all the time. In fact, putting things in the drawers of the fridge renders them invisible to my mind. So, my fridge drawers are full of things like condiments and cheese... things I will be looking for when I need them. The door of the fridge where everyone else keeps condiments, that's where the fruits, veggies, and meats live so I don't forget we have a head of broccoli that I need to incorporate into dinner before it turns into a fridge full of "lexi's Revenge." This is not what we will call it because my son's girlfriend's name is Lexi and i feel like this will give her a complex but you know what I mean. But generally, any meat or veggies that go into fridge drawers is destined to stay there until it starts to smell. The only reason we haven't had broccoli rotting in a chair is because the kitchen table is 4 steps past the chair so it's eaiser to put the groceries on the table since it's so close. But alas, my furniture isn't fed by me, it's fed by my 7 year old daughter. Judging from my findings, the couch perfers string cheese, ritz crackers, and grapes to broccoli.
I’m systematic. Fridge drawers are for maintaining the relative humidity, a lot or a little, to keep the veggies for at least a few days. I get you though!
Regarding the poll, I joyfully and proudly chose the "am and always have been" option. You have to own it.
That would be a good 2 -answer poll. If you think you an arsehole most of the time, are you proud of it. Or not.
Same here. Squeaky wheel.
In our little social circle, Geoff and I loudly condemn the Astros at every turn, reminding everyone they are CHEATERS. We are doing our public service, at least here in Florida where things are pretty rotten in any case when it comes to truthiness.
May the Official Baseball Rules bless and keep you.
I'm highly dubious as to anyone who claims that they've never, ever, not once in their lifetime, been an asshole. Especially if they've ever driven a car or walked or used mass transit in a major city.
Think we have to differentiate assholery between asshole of the first instance and being a reactive asshole in self-defense. The matter of justification is, of course, still being debated by non-assholes.
Enjoyed the poke about painting the car. Takes you on a journey then bam the last line.
Gene, I think you’re wrong on the pumpkin spice. Pumpkin spice is not pumpkin, but the spices that go into pumpkin pie.
Sean Clinchy, Charlottesville, Va.
As I said in a comment above, I wondered for many years why people would want pumpkin in their coffee or tea. This year, at age 69, I FINALLY realized that “pumpkin pie spice” is what is used in pumpkin pie, and NOT a description of a flavor that is spiced pumpkin pie! (AITA for repeating a comment in a place where it fits better?)
OK, I'll argue with you, not the Empress. The taste of pumpkin is still important otherwise it is simply "cinnamon - clove coffee" and such, which already exist. There is cinnamon spice cereal and then there is "pumpkin spice cereal."
For purists, the problem is, of course, that "pumpkin spice" (or "pumpkin pie spice") not only doesn't contain pumpkin but tastes nothing at all like the actual bland squash we generally think of as a pumpkin--- although there are varieties that do have some flavor, one of which Starbucks uses in its PSL puree. So yes, while the Limited Edition Pumpkin Spice Cheerios, for example, does in fact contain natural pumpkin flavor, it's not what gives the cereal its overall distinctive taste, it's the pumpkin spice, as is the case with the others of its ilk. More of a marketing factor than anything else. Also ---"pumpkin spice" is another of those food misnomers (some for obvious reasons) like, egg cream (contains neither), black pudding (blood sausage) and the ever popular Rocky Mountain oysters, which sound so much better as huevos de toro --- especially if you don't know Spanish.
PS you. aren't the asshole.
Lol. I’m always happy when someone things I’m NOT the asshole. As for pumpkin spice, sounds like you’re saying I was right all along when I assumed it tasted like pumpkin. Perhaps there is a complete ambiguity in the term — for some, it means pumpkin with spice, and for others it means spices usually used for pumpkins. It’s rather like the words “sanction” or “biannual,” which can mean almost complete opposites. :-)
also this is not the only time Gene has admitted to lusting after teenagers. I wish Gene would stop telling us. When i find out what men (as represented by Gene) ARE thinking I really really wish I hadn't known.
Everyone wants to be protected, men and women, every gender. And cared for. And loved. And respected.
"I have always liked Cookie Bumstead, the daughter, but am afraid to say it out loud. It has been pointed out to me that she is probably 15 years old; however in one sense, the actual chronological one, she is 84. She was born in 1941."
Time for Remedial Math, Gene: 2023-1941=82, not 84.
See! He's still lusting after young women.
I have to disagree with the answer regarding pumpkin being the key to "pumpkin spice." Most pumpkin spice beverages contain the spices for pumpkin pie, but do not, in fact, have any pumpkin or pumpkin-like flavoring. That's one reason I am not a fan of the PSL (the other is the inordinately large amount of sweetener in it), which I do like many pumpkin pie flavored things from Trader Joe that have pumpkin in them.
Sorry, I posted this before reading the rest of the thread!
The answer to the updated version of Freud's question, whether women want a strong, protective man or to be treated as human beings, is of course that they want both.
About this business of stealing pitch signs in baseball. I'll accept as legit only Dodger fans' outrage over the Astros sign stealing in their 2017 Series win, as largely responsible (even despite their game seven meltdown) for the Dodgers being denied a championship that would have ended a 29-year drought. The rest is so much feigned or faux indignation as far as I'm concerned. Sign stealing, if not quite as pervasive as the Astros', has been around since hand signals first became common in the game some 150+ years ago. While the theft empowering technology has changed, the mantra --- with apologies to legendary sports writer Grantland Rice --- that it is not how you play the game, but whether you win or lose, hasn't changed. Sign stealing has always been encouraged and acceptable in the game's unwritten rule book as a possible edge toward that end. Does the use of technology to accomplish this form of cheating, or make it more efficient, thus somehow elevate a willfully ignored misdemeanor to a felony ? I'll leave the answer to the ethicists, or perhaps, the metaphysicians, among us. In typical fashion, however, we now have technology available in the form of PitchCom™which can do away with this valuable intelligence (and that presumed edge...) altogether by allowing a battery to communicate via a secure Wi-Fi system. It became officially available for the 2023 season, but right now its use is still optional for clubs and voluntary for players although, it has been shown to speed up a game. So, apart from the sign security benefit, it may, for the pace of play reason alone, become mandatory soon.