–Check the bottom of my own toaster.

Thank you for improving my life a little, fellow dumbass.

Well, it was a fun childhood. Plenty of other stories.

My mother was a professional hot air balloon pilot, and I was her ground crew chief. We had a bunch of regular crew members, and I was shocked by one guy who confessed that he had fallen in love with our hot air balloon. He asked permission to spend a day in our garage, and explicitly told us he wanted to unpack the envelope (the balloon part) and fuck it. He also said he had been having dreams of fucking the suede and padding that lined the top of the rattan gondola.

He was never called to crew again.

Well, I am not sure…

No way to toast a bowl effectively in an oven that I can figure out. Not without destroying the integrity of the bowl.

Then you introduce melted cheese, and depending on the cheese, it might disintegrate right into the soup…

Plus, remember that toasted and dried bread absorbs a lot more moisture than fresh, so by toasting the bread you’re running the risk of it soaking up the soup. You would end up with a spongy mass tasting of tomato soup, which would just leak out all over your plate and be rather unappetizing.

Best to stick to the traditional sammich, I think. It’s a classic for a reason.

You might be able to mix some cheeses and serve a tomato soup with a topping similar to French Onion soups… Then toast up some breadsticks, and serve the soup in a crock. That way, you have the fun of dipping the breadsticks into the cheese/soup for a little added fun. Might be a good way to use stale breadsticks, especially if you cut some texture into the crust and really let the interior soak up the cheese and soup.

I thought the same, but you can replace the cauliflower with broccoli if cauli isn’t your thing. The heavy gets too heavy. Give the beer cheese soup a shot on its own first (if you want, leave out the veggies and sop it with sourdough–super delicious).

It’s one of those things that many people had to approach me with first, each with the rather suspicious “just trust me…”

But, my friend, give it a shot I did, and all I can say is, uhh, just trust me.

One thing I’ve noticed, after making a few batches, is that you should use a medium to sharp cheddar. The mild stuff gets lost in the flavor mix.

And the sourdough sop, can’t reccomend that enough.

Been on a warm brie with apples and prosciutto kick lately.

I usually can’t stand beer, and yet moving to Wisconsin introduced me to beer Cheddar cauliflower soup.

Seek it out this winter, it’s delicious and warms better than a good whiskey.

Ahh, yes. The refined taste of feet, but in a good way, somehow.

Micropterus salmoides

Go on, Google it.

Because no one would treasure a truly eternal life.

Got three of those monster sized books–

One each movies, music, and software. Plus two shelves of blurays and a further three old spindles of software.

You can pry my physical media out of my cold, dead, hand.

Indiana and Wisconsin USA here. Approaching 50, and learned back in high school, as well as driving old tractors. My first car, a classic even when I got it, was a 63 Chevy Bel Aire manual. Drove manuals all through college and didn’t buy an automatic until 2013, when the type of vehicle I needed didn’t come in a manual.

I really miss driving stick, especially in snowy Wisconsin winters.

You lose the ability to differentiate between a fart and a poo.

At random times whenever you are traveling in any vehicle, you simultaneously feel a sneeze coming on, and yet have to pee a little bit too. However, you can neither sneeze nor pee until you are out of the vehicle.

Inconvenient on a bus/train or as a passenger, deadly if you’re driving. Bicycles are right out, I suppose.

The princess bride, Stripes, Airplane, Top Secret, The Room, Birdemic, a few others.

I had an old flip phone that came with a demo of Uno. I could play a single hand, then reset the demo and play again and again. There was only a nag screen when you were exiting/restarting the demo, and not a single other ad.

Passed hours with that little game.

I miss mobile gaming when it was like that.

The fact that they have a record.

Look for a pattern, not a single instance. And yet companies and people hold bad decisions of the past against most folks.

Actually, it works amazingly well together.

Futurama and The Outer Worlds.

I find them useless because you often lose the necessary title and post text that accompanied the image, plus you always lose the relevant discussion. This last bit is almost always the most engaging part of the post.

I suppose they could be useful in adult communities, or for memes and shitposting where titles and text are either redundant or useless.

All in all, I say we get rid of them.

We had very few rules in high school until a new principal came in during my senior year. We didn’t even have attendance, as the school believed that it was the students’ responsibility to succeed and graduate (it was a laboratory school, basically part of a college, so it was weird. It was K-12, and I graduated in a class of 25.).

This new principal comes in and lays down new rule after new rule, most were either ignored or caused enough uproar from tenured faculty and parents that he caved. For some reason, one day, he walks through the hallway and cleans out all the lockers, as well as picking up the unattended backpacks left on the floor. He takes ALL schoolbooks, notebooks, supplies, and electronics. Amazingly, he left some lockers alone, deaming them organized enough to satisfy him. They all belonged to his daughter and her friend group.

Then he takes all this stuff into his office, and proceeds to charge students $50 each to get school issued books back. He keeps all other supplies and electronics, announcing that he will have a sale at the end of the year to raise money for school athletics (which, being an extension of the college, had shitloads of cash to play with).

The University Police department showed up and were ready to arrest him for theft. It took nearly a week to redistribute everything, and he ended up in front of a local judge who was the father of a student.

Then he abruptly ended music, theatre, art, and home econ. classes by locking the rooms and firing the staff by posting signs that these were a waste and unnecessary strain on the school budget. All of the teachers were tenured through, and the classes and programs paid for by a combination of parent donations and a hefty amount of money from the university, which is well known for its communications, theatre, teaching college, and school of music (these are the programs that sell the university nationwide).

At the end of the year, during commencement, the University president made a speech that basically dressed down the principal publically, and then he announced that the principal was not taking part in the ceremony, and should go home as he would not be returning next term. The principal was in his robes, sitting on the stage, and waiting to hand out diplomas while this happened. The entire gathering of parents and students cheered.

And that’s how a principal who thought he was going to be adored for “cleaning up” a school for the gifted like he was trying to run a drug riddled, inner city, school in the middle of Chicago, instead of school basically run by the students in a mid-sized University town surrounded by corn fields in Indiana.