Hello kdjohn, I like your honey badger profile pic
That would be a wolverine, compadre. Honey badger of the North.
Iām not a big fan of ribs. Iāve had all kinds and styles. I think I prefer beef ribs over pork, but ultimately if they are cooked well I like both.
A good brisket holds a special place in my heart. We have a local bbq place that had the best brisket ve ever had.
Also since we are talking bbq, Inslide sliced over chopped/pulled ANYDAY of the week
We refer to that as āthe coronary arteryā
I usually pair it with other things to compound that problem as well ![]()
Hey, muscles get stronger when you submit them to trauma and let them heal, and a strong heart is a good thingā¦
I was asked by the chair person of my major to speak at a college fair today at 2:30 pm. I didnāt realize it was an in person event until the end of the call. I did say I wanted to improve my public speaking so Iām a bit terrified but excited.
Thereās only three weeks until Thanksgivingā¦where did 2021 goā¦
I feel you there.
I still think itās 2010 sometimes
I actually have a hard time conceptualizing time after 1945⦠Everything just blends into ārecentā
The fact that Iāll be a junior in college next year is pretty terrifying. Itās going by so quick.
The first time I had brisket as a wee lad completely shattered my brain. I had no idea meat could taste that incredible.
ā¦werenāt you around 9 years old in 2010?
Two key questions:
āWho knows more about the subject youāre going to talk about: You, or the audience?
āWill the audience be composed of people who are there because they want to hear what you have to say, or are they obligated to be present?
Yes.
It takes a minute for me to realize that Iām actually in uni.
You donāt have to realize that youāre actually in university, though. You donāt even have to realize that youāve been through high school, or middle school. You can just ask yourself, ādid I graduate elementary school?ā and then you can know itās not 2010.
This isnāt a flame, itās just one of the most confusing things Iāve ever heard. At no point in my life, besides the first couple of months when I turned 10, did I ever mistakenly think that I was 9.
In moments of sheer exhaustion, I HAVE woken up and had to completely reconstruct my life like it was that movie Memento.
The best time was when I woke up next to some woman and I PANICKED wondering what I had done knowing that my wife was going to be furious. Eventually I realized that WAS my wife.
Which was bizarre that somewhere in my brain is locked in the idea āYOU ARE MARRIEDā but that same part of my brain didnāt think it important to lock in the details of what my wife looks likeā¦
My brain processes time strangely. On the one hand, I am quite calibrated for short durations (ie how long it will take me to do something, how long 5min is et) but for larger time scales, things get screwy 2010~2016~2020
This core concept could be the plot of a movie which can be either hilarious or completely terrifying.
Iām leaning toward comedy though. ![]()
I want to skip conditioning ![]()
Iām answering on the forum to procrastinate
Imagine this-