Me too. But not for antibiotics. They are one of the few classes of drugs that I will not use past their sell by date.
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Freshman year dorm, Navy ROTC I think.
Treasure of the Sierra Madre or Blazing Saddles?
off to the autobody shop because I did something impressively stupid on Saturday.
I have to argue for the rectangle-cut sandwich . Triangle is too much crust. You get more sammich with a rectangle. When I was little, I wouldn't eat a triangle. I will eat it now, if served, but my nose is turned up as I do. Actually, my nose is turned up anyway, so . . .
We balance each other out, then, because (to my shame) I have never seen Blazing Saddles. Well, not all of it. It's practically impossible to avoid parts.
You really should see the Treasure of the Sierra Madre, though, if you haven't. Unlike aimo, I love it. It's racist and exploitative as heck, like many movies from that era were, but it's a great story and an outstanding piece of acting from Bogie. A true classic, IMO. But if you don't like '40s-era movies in general, you probably won't like this one. It is solidly a product of its time.
put some stuff in the back of the SUV on Saturday, then backed out of the garage...someone forgot to close the tailgate first. Early indications are pointing towards me. Autobody guy told me that was only a middling offense when it comes to self inflicted stupidity.
I once bought a pick axe at Home Depot and accidentally put it in the trunk in such a way that the metal point was juuussssttt in between the back edge of the open trunk and my back window. When I shut the trunk, it forced the point against the glass and my entire and I mean entire back window spider-webbed. On the drive home we kept hearing little pieces of glass fall each time we hit a bump in the road. I kept waiting for the entire thing to collapse like the wall in GoT when the ice dragon finishes with it. It waited until we got home and shut our doors. Then it shattered inward.
Felt pretty dumb. Still do but mostly about other things now.
One time I broke the glass lid to a crock pot into a zillion pieces, straight into the garbage disposal. Many horrific visions of exactly how to extract it ensued before I borrowed the much-needed services of a Shop Vac.
Related: Crock Pots are vastly overrated.