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my sweet potato hash
dice up bacon and onion, fry in whatever oil you like
once those start to get about halfway cooked, add the diced potato
about half way thru cooking those, add your pickle juice (I have used vinegar, kraut juice too)
let that absorb in and cook off.
once your potatos are done, add as much sauerkraut as you want, stir just til its warm
serve
 
Don't you hate it when you see someone in the building is stocking up on Halloween candy early, only to find out on closer inspection that it's just bags of Legos?
 
How was that, BTW?
Tasty, refreshing, a good lawnmower beer imho.

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Totally sober thoughts...This afternoon while busting my rear end digging a 36" wide 6" deep border around our 20x14 shed to fill with washed gravel (roughly 4.5 yards 😩) I was entertained by the NH ANG playing tag with their A-10 Thunderbolt 2s then performing a refueling before going back at each other again flying in and out of the White Mountains between the Kinsmans in front of our house and Franconia Notch.

Very cool, they made a half dozen low passes over me close enough to see their head gear. They were having way more fun than me...

Cheers!
 
Ibuprofen works wonders if taken prophylactically 😐

Tbh, I probably should have farmed this all out to a local with a backhoe and a dump truck and not be testing all my spine surgeries this intensely. I need some exercise but this was a little crazy...

Cheers!
 
There's probably some psychological term for this, but when I start a new hobby/project that I really like, I get into it intensely. As in, do nothing else but said hobby/project until it's done, or I give up in sheer frustration. I've spent the last two weeks doing nothing but rebuilding a pc in a 15 year old tower I had sitting on a shelf. About $300 later, I've got a pc that is almost as good as my three year old laptop, built with a ten year old mobo, outdated processor (i5 3570k for those who want to know) that has integrated graphics better than the used gpu I bought to go in it, and am happy as a kid in a candy shop. Except now there's nothing more to update on it. And I want to build ANOTHER one.
 
There's probably some psychological term for this, but when I start a new hobby/project that I really like, I get into it intensely. As in, do nothing else but said hobby/project until it's done, or I give up in sheer frustration. I've spent the last two weeks doing nothing but rebuilding a pc in a 15 year old tower I had sitting on a shelf. About $300 later, I've got a pc that is almost as good as my three year old laptop, built with a ten year old mobo, outdated processor (i5 3570k for those who want to know) that has integrated graphics better than the used gpu I bought to go in it, and am happy as a kid in a candy shop. Except now there's nothing more to update on it. And I want to build ANOTHER one.
After my own heart.
Me: Maybe this old Samsung tablet can be loaded with a xdaforums ROM
Brain: Um, why you need to do that?
Me:
Brain: That's what I thought.
 
doesn't specify "ladies" school gym locker. "high school loser never made it with a lady" in the girls locker room? I don't think so.

song's about a naive young man being shown how to Do It. the ladies are in the boy's locker room.

thinking about it, how're 3 young ladies gonna fit IN A LOCKER?
 
doesn't specify "ladies" school gym locker. "high school loser never made it with a lady" in the girls locker room? I don't think so.

song's about a naive young man being shown how to Do It. the ladies are in the boy's locker room.

thinking about it, how're 3 young ladies gonna fit IN A LOCKER?
I guess most song lyrics don’t bear close examination. <POP!>
 
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I guess most song lyrics don’t bear close examination. <POP!>
Given that even today, most people don't know that the basic message of "YMCA" is; 'Stop selling it on the street, come to the Y and do it for free' I wonder if people would actually feel any better if they actually paid attention to lyrics...
Take the excellent 'Highlander" tune "One Vision" by Queen for example; Great feel-good tune..until you change the context:

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I spend too much time on the net trying to find funny crap to post.

"What's the diff between a graveyard and a cemetery?"
"Graveyard has a church attached and a cemetery doesn't"

I did not know that.

And I doubt my life is any better for knowing it now.
Or any worse had I not known it.

Jack Handy deep thought indeed.
 
And I doubt my life is any better for knowing it now.
Or any worse had I not known it.
Depends on how you measure the value of 'life'... I don't have kids so I measure the value of mine in service to others, to my community and to the future of life in general and you've just improved mine. I'm a stickler for using the correct words and it's been a long time since I learned some new distinction between what I thought were synonyms.
I did not know that and appreciate your sharing it; You have conributed to my life. ...though now you've got me reviewing my funeral plans which haven't but need to change since my injury.
For myself, I honestly don't care what will become of my corpse when the neurons stop firing but the system we live in demands we at least offer suggestions for disposal. When I was younger and more about shoving my ideas in others faces, I wanted my corpse to ideally be fed into a wood-chipper pointing at the woods, but as I got older and acquired a great many freinds I decided that being cremated and having my ashes packed into little bottles and handed out to my closest friends would be nice. Since the injury though and my subsequent treatment by those who caused it and both levels of my governments willfully absconding from their promises to those who have no voice, I'm revisiting the wood-chipper idea, only pointed at thier institutions. I pushed most of my freinds away early on because the state I'm in depresses those who knew me so the corpse is again avaiable for new disposal ideas.
Let's here from others; Drunken funeral plans.
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I have noticed I get a little disturbed when I see a graveyard OR cemetery that doesn't have a FENCE around it.

it may be an irrational disturbance.



I spend too much time on the net trying to find funny crap to post.

"What's the diff between a graveyard and a cemetery?"
"Graveyard has a church attached and a cemetery doesn't"

I did not know that.

And I doubt my life is any better for knowing it now.
Or any worse had I not known it.

Jack Handy deep thought indeed.
 
Another good idea would be to check your fossil fuel burners; new nozzles on oil burners, filters all around, igniter points gap, etc.
 
Speaking of heating season....gotta ask you guys a question, might even be a poll. WHY has there not been a scientific study on how men turn into 8-year-olds when they are 'sick'???? Wonderful Husband is currently whining about how crappy he feels, being pissy, and insisting on the thermometer instead of my 'mom' version of checking his temperature (you all know what I'm talking about; dry lips pressed to the forehead are a much better gauge than a thermometer).(get yer minds outta the gutter). No fever, just cranky. But you'd think it's the plague. WHY????????
 
Speaking of heating season....gotta ask you guys a question, might even be a poll. WHY has there not been a scientific study on how men turn into 8-year-olds when they are 'sick'???? Wonderful Husband is currently whining about how crappy he feels, being pissy, and insisting on the thermometer instead of my 'mom' version of checking his temperature (you all know what I'm talking about; dry lips pressed to the forehead are a much better gauge than a thermometer).(get yer minds outta the gutter). No fever, just cranky. But you'd think it's the plague. WHY????????
Oh dear sweet lady. If child birth is a 3 on the pain and misery scale (I imagine it's sort of like a stubbed toe? Stepping on a lego is a 6 at least), well MAN-FLU is about three hundred on that same scale. Obviously we have evolved hyper sensitive pain receptors to deal with injuries sustained hunting sabre tooth tigers. Or something.
 
Here’s the way it works at my house.

Her: “wow. I feel like crap. I think I’m getting sick. I’ve got a headache and I think I may have a fever”.
Me: “uh oh. Here’s some Tylenol. Let me tuck you into your recliner with a blanket. Here’s the remote. Can I get you anything? Chicken soup?”

Me: “wow. I feel like crap. I think I’m getting sick. I’ve got a headache and I think I may have a fever”.
Her: “ Geez. You’re such a wimp. One little headache and you whine like a toddler. Ok. So you have a temp of 101. Big deal. There’s a pot pie in the freezer. Get away from me. You’re still weed-eating the fence, right?”
 
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