Gen Xer here. I got the bellbottoms, eye-searing patterns, and the crocheted bathing suit (yes, really).
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Oh hell yeah! My wife and I both have our own ways of cooking/baking, and it would not be pleasant if we tried to cook together. OTOH, as with @linguafood’s partner, I can do prep work (e.g., peeling fava beans) for her just fine because it usually involves me sitting at the dining room table, out of her space.
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OMG, I had forgotten about those!
When we just started dating, the future Mrs. ricepad invited me over to lounge in the jacuzzi at her condo complex. When she came out in a blue crocheted bikini, my jaw just about hit the floor and I almost stepped on my tongue.
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Dad Jokes For The Win!
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I will occasionally request aid. “Could you get the oven door?” “Can you set a 10 minute timer?” or, yes, the misc. prep “Crush 3 garlic cloves, please?” But that is it. Ditto when she cooks. We each have our way of doing things. We both agree that the other one is CLEARLY doing it all wrong, but the results seem to come out, so we just politely excuse ourselves while the other cooks.
Everyone stays happy and well-fed this way.
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I didn’t know they made those for adults. The last time I wore one, I was 4 years old.
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Make Coffee. Not War.
Anonymous Seattle Activist.
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Schrodinger’s Cafe.
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A dairy farmer was in crisis. Milk production had fallen off a cliff. He had no idea what the problem was. He called the vet to test for disease. Nothing. The cows were all perfectly healthy. He hired a consultant to go over his process. Nope. He was doing everything a good dairy farmer should do. He got desperate. He went to the local
College and asked the geologist to come out to test the soil and water. They changed water filters, changed fertilizers. No change. They called the biology professor who made more suggestions: supplements, different feed, different schedules. Nothing. The biologists called the chemists, who tried other strange solutions. New paint on the farm buildings. Aromatherapy. Finally, in desperation, they called the physics department. A number of physicists wandered around the farm, taking notes and writing obscure equations on the barn wall. After a couple of days, they recommended the farmer switch the side of the barn the milking machine was on, plus a number of other small, seemingly random changes.
Two weeks later, the farmer was ecstatic. Production was not only back to normal, but was up 15%. The farmer called the head of the physics department to give them the good news and thank them. “I have to ask,” said the farmer. “No one else could figure it out. How did you know how to fix things?”
“Oh it was simple,” said the physicist. “First, we just assume that cows are spheres…”
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This classic popped up in my Fb memories today.
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I’m not gonna say what the first thing that came to mind was.
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