As a lover of mayo, this hurts to overlap in some fucked up Venn diagram with those people.
But I'm included in the circle that will gladly buy a plastic grocery bag of home made tamales from some random abuela I run into at a convenient store in some town I'm passing through. God those are amazing!
Hell I'm generally fine with eye contact, but if I actually want to pause to put thought into an answer, I will absolutely look away so I can get in my head and think!
I vote for him to stay in his own unmaintained home rather than making the other residents deal with him.
Growing up in the 80's there were many Sunday afternoons that some form of rodeo was on. From what I remember they made it a timed event where the cowboy on horseback would run up next to the steer, then slide off the horse onto the steers neck, grabbing the horns and twisting to flip it to the ground. The timer stopped them the steers hip met the ground.
As a kid I thought "ok, so I guess that's a thing." As an adult I think about what it's got to be like to be startled and try to run away, only for a shitty chiropractor to throw me to the ground, then celebrate.
He passed in 2000 at the age of 52. 😐
I loved watching him when I was growing up, but as adulthood and kids took over my life, he slipped away. Thanks for the memory!
The dark side of massage therapy? People like to joke about "happy endings" at questionable spas, but chances are the "employees" are victims of human trafficking.
As a hospice worker, I'd have to say the number of family members that withhold comfort medications from patients. We have steps in place for households with substance abuse concerns, so this isn't an issue of someone taking their meds. This is people accusing us of trying to knock out the patient or outright kill them when we recommend pain or anxiety meds. No, we're not recommending morphine so we can make our job easier, we're recommending it because the patient is writhing in pain, has difficulty breathing, and screams out when you touch them. I sometimes wonder if the patient was abusive to the person caring for them earlier in life, and this is how they're getting back at them.
It's not supposed to be dark yellow, so I'm guessing better hydrated.
I swear to God he's the first person that came to mind, and here it's currently the first post - thank you for reminding me that he's still alive!
The line is blocked between 2-3, so 3,6,&7 don't get anything.
Our bodies aren't 100% efficient when it comes to nutrient absorption anyway, so considering there's a number of other factors at play, it's probably making minimal difference.
When we eat, the food added to our stomachs signals the large intestine (colon) to get a move on and make room for incoming food. Caffeine can help stimulate this response, but since most nutrient absorption occurs in the small intestine, we're not really losing anything of value. There is some absorption in the colon, but that's mostly water being removed so we can have formed stools instead of chronic diarrhea.
More that quicksand exists in known areas, people haven't randomly offered me drugs, and thankfully I've managed to not have an accident involving fire.
But sink holes? Those fuckers open up wherever the hell they damn please and when they feel like it. Do I dwell on it daily? Of course not, but living in the Midwest my level of concern over sink holes is less than tornadoes, but definitely greater than quicksand.
Oh God, the truth in this hurts.