New York pizza will be defended until the room is painted red!
(hopefully with marinara sauce...)
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In jr high and highschool I'd make pizza and movie money shoveling driveways. The old lady didn't have any cash but usually had hot cocoa. If it wasn't bad she'd get her driveway done last but if there was a lot she was just before lunch break...Snow removal in WI. It's hard to get people willing and capable. Most quit fairly quickly.I've now been working for 10 days straight, and 13 out of 14 days.Employees pay with organ failure because we don't pay employees enough to get a bunch of them is NOT a viable business model....
Yeah, if we see an old person shoveling when we roll up on a neighborhood we automatically take over, free of charge.
A lot of times they'll give a tip but i give that to my crew (which boosts morale).
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It's astonishing how much a sense of betrayal will alter your shopping habits. As I've mentioned, when the previous owner of the corner store retired and sold the store, the new owners did a lot of things people didn't like; they brought lottery tickets, hard liquor, and cigarettes to the fore. They redesigned the entire interior and changed what they stocked. But all of that I could have lived with if they hadn't absolutely ruined the produce section. I've mentioned that we've made multiple attempts to go back, and every single time we've tried to buy produce something has been rotten.
Leading to today's conversation.
NobodysHome: I need to do my walk after work anyway, so I'll toodle on up to Theftway and get the milk.
Impus Major: The corner store has milk.
NH: I also need eyedrops and lottery tickets.
IM: I guarantee the corner store has lottery tickets.
NH: Yeah, but they feel sleazy.
IM: I can't argue with that.
I'm amazed they're still in business.
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Snow removal in WI. It's hard to get people willing and capable. Most quit fairly quickly.I've now been working for 10 days straight, and 13 out of 14 days.Employees pay with organ failure because we don't pay employees enough to get a bunch of them is NOT a viable business model....pay me in dairy queens and I will shovel all the snow you want.
A Dairy Queen is what a milk maid's called when they hit level 20, isn't it?
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As a new yorker, they will have no choice but to listen to me when I critique it.The only group Texans disdain more than New Yorkers is Californians. You have been warned.
That whole gag in commercials for Old El Paso salsa where they s#!t on other salsa brands for being made in NYC and then threaten to lynch the guy who brought any brand other than Old El Paso? That's how people in Texas actually talk. If anything, the commercials and the violence they (imply to) inflict on the people using NYC-made products is tame compared to how real-life Texans talk about anything from NY or CA.
This is not a joke. If you are going to travel to Texas, be very careful about talking about being from New York. Unless you spend every moment of talking about the state ensuring everyone around you knows you hate it in NY and are taking any and every opportunity to leave, you WILL risk violence against yourself.
And that goes [u]double[/u] if you make it well-known to too many Texans that you're from there and think ANYTHING about it is better than Texas. And that goes quadruple if you're in a rural area or smaller town.
I know this looks and reads as hyperbolic but I assure you I am not in any way joking.
Orthos. It means the world to me that you would worry for me so. I am aware of the ugliness that occurs in Texas with respect to NY rivalry, and I would certainly do my best to make sure I was not being an ugly tourist. If things got bad(a long ago trip to OH, and a very specific con in CT comes to mind...), I would extricate myself from the situation quickly and with courtesy.
But when it comes to pizza specifically, I will happily take on all comers. I invite Texans to attempt to make a pizza there and compare it to NY pizza. I would include Chinese food but I have heard of the very real Chinese disaspora and have been educated/informed that this is the wrong kind of competition to engender, so I would like to try Texas...
NO. YOU REALLY WOULDN'T.
Trust me on this.The best thing about working for Chinese nationals for seven years was that I ate very well. The worst thing is that it spoiled me, and now crappy Chinese food angers me. And I have yet to find even halfway decent Chinese food here.
Now Korean food, that's another story.
There is a f***ton of good Korean food here.
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A Dairy Queen is what a milk maid's called when they hit level 20, isn't it?Snow removal in WI. It's hard to get people willing and capable. Most quit fairly quickly.I've now been working for 10 days straight, and 13 out of 14 days.Employees pay with organ failure because we don't pay employees enough to get a bunch of them is NOT a viable business model....pay me in dairy queens and I will shovel all the snow you want.
Yes.
Every county has one, and the coronation is at the fair, by the local 4-H club.
It's a big f!!!ing deal.
Sometimes I forget Mephisto's lineage; his father is a 20-pound engine of death who was originally obtained as a barn cat to eliminate the rats. All the rats died. The smaller birds of prey that were stupid enough to swoop down to try to pluck a chicken died. He'd initiate fights with the local raccoons or coyotes and hold them at bay until his "big brother" the 80-pound rottweiler showed up. Never heard of coyotes dumb enough to get killed by domesticated dogs before, but apparently Mephisto's dad lured them to their doom. Once everything not welcome on the property was dead, he promptly moved inside and made himself at home. And impregnated the local lady. (The vet insists they neutered him. Putting him side-by-side with Mephisto there is no doubt whatsoever as to Mephisto's lineage.)
So, yeah. Mephisto is a big
dumbsingle-minded sweetheart. He's never touched any of us nor the other cats with his claws. But sometimes, when he's playing with an inanimate object, you realize just what a monster we have in our house. The cat ladder we brought in was stripped to the wood within a month, and now the wood is splintering. When he extends his claws to explore something you realize they're the biggest, longest, nastiest set of claws you've ever seen on a cat.It's like the opening segment of an action movie. At some point something's going to happen. A neighborhood bully cat is going to attack Nefret. A raccoon is going to slip past us an get into the house. And those claws will get used. And it won't be pretty.
He is a lovable, huggable, adorable, terrifying beast.
He sounds like a chip off the freeholdian block.
Sometimes I forget Mephisto's lineage; his father is a 20-pound engine of death who was originally obtained as a barn cat to eliminate the rats. All the rats died. The smaller birds of prey that were stupid enough to swoop down to try to pluck a chicken died. He'd initiate fights with the local raccoons or coyotes and hold them at bay until his "big brother" the 80-pound rottweiler showed up. Never heard of coyotes dumb enough to get killed by domesticated dogs before, but apparently Mephisto's dad lured them to their doom. Once everything not welcome on the property was dead, he promptly moved inside and made himself at home. And impregnated the local lady. (The vet insists they neutered him. Putting him side-by-side with Mephisto there is no doubt whatsoever as to Mephisto's lineage.)
So, yeah. Mephisto is a big
dumbsingle-minded sweetheart. He's never touched any of us nor the other cats with his claws. But sometimes, when he's playing with an inanimate object, you realize just what a monster we have in our house. The cat ladder we brought in was stripped to the wood within a month, and now the wood is splintering. When he extends his claws to explore something you realize they're the biggest, longest, nastiest set of claws you've ever seen on a cat.It's like the opening segment of an action movie. At some point something's going to happen. A neighborhood bully cat is going to attack Nefret. A raccoon is going to slip past us an get into the house. And those claws will get used. And it won't be pretty.
He is a lovable, huggable, adorable, terrifying beast.
He sounds like a chip off the freeholdian block. In fact, this was the scene before both Mephisto and I were conceived.
Cyzzane has defended her dissertation. One more semester and an intership, then she will be a real doctor.
CONGRATULATIONS this is a momentous occasion.
Cyzzane has defended her dissertation. One more semester and an intership, then she will be a real doctor.
WOOHOO! CONGRATULATIONS!
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Many, many failed attempts at predicting Lily's demise notwithstanding, Nefret's weight has been uncomfortably unstable for weeks now, and she's been steadily eating less every day. Today she's refused all food and water, which isn't a good thing in an 18-year-old cat.
But she's curled up in her favorite spot on the bed, basking in the winter sun with the electric blanket turned on underneath her, and Mephisto's doing his usual, "lie down 3' away from her so she knows he's there but he's not intruding on her space", so all in all, if she's fading, she's fading about as well as a pet cat can hope to.
EDIT: And I can still get her to eat baby food, so at least I'll keep her going 'til GothBard gets home.
Cyzzane has defended her dissertation. One more semester and an intership, then she will be a real doctor.
Like, allowed to cut up people, allowed to cut up paintings, or perform mad science under lightning storms?
Cyzzane has defended her dissertation. One more semester and an intership, then she will be a real doctor.Like, allowed to cut up people, allowed to cut up paintings, or perform mad science under lightning storms?
The funniest part about becoming a "real" doctor is that you quickly learn that everyone who insists on being called "doctor" after the first few celebratory months is a complete so-and-so, so you end up not wanting to use the term yourself.
Outside of angry letters to global corporations, I haven't used the term "Dr. NobodysHome" in some twenty-five years now.