My mom wasn’t very good at wrapping presents either and I was fortunate that my dad taught me. My dad was a good daddy. I can wrap three presents by the time my 86 yo finds “the right bag”.
Docu-dramas. I cannot stand these. Despise them. You’re taking the more information packed format of documentary and deliberately slowing it down with stupid acting and patronizing dialog. Just slowly zoom in on black and white pictures and talk damnit!
Ok so this doesn’t piss me off at all, it just fills me with incredulity.
Like for real, who does that? Apparently quite a few people, wtf?
There’s a lot of stupid hippy mysticism around nature, like if its natural it won’t hurt you. And with shrooms it gets really wacky (of course!) Like you can commune with some greater life form or some shit. Well, yeah- you can become part of the mycelium network- as a corpse!
I’m very much a “do it for the plot” kind of person, but I don’t fuck with mushrooms. It’s such a shitty way to die.
I had a friend in California who was really into foraging die that way. He was munching on them in the woods when we were working on a ropes course, then got really sick and hour later, but it was over pretty quickly.
Two weeks later he was dead from kidney failure.
That is tragic in its own way. Nobody wants to see anybody go like that. Except that lady in Australia, but she’s kinda fucked up.
I guess its baked in to my algorithm in facebook pretty thoroughly, so I keep seeing these posts and groups from the west coast. Some people really are just in a fantasy land of wonderment when it comes to this stuff.
One PNW page had a guy present these death caps a while back, and after about 250 people telling him “No, those are death caps.” He shut off comments and edited to say that they’re wrong, he preferred to believe they were what ever pixie hat bullshit, and he’s only going to eat a couple of them.
. Working way too hard to die painfully.
I have a zit on my sternum and I keep hitting it with the bar doing inclines.
This reminds me of an incident from back when I worked as an assistant nurse in an emergency room. A middle-aged man was admitted with severe abdominal pain after eating a mushroom stew. It turned out he had foraged the mushrooms himself and mistaken destroying angels for common button mushrooms. The result was kidney failure that required dialysis.
To our surprise, his wife was admitted two days later with similar symptoms. It turned out she hadn’t even eaten the stew; she had simply sliced bread using the same knife her husband had used to cut the mushrooms. Though it was a milder case of poisoning, it serves as a testament to the minute quantities required for toxicity.
That is insane
When I was in culinary school my fiance and I went mushroom foraging with some fellow students and they had then all laid out on the deck and were trying to identify them with some mycology books they had to make dinner. We looked at each other and skipped out to go to some fancy winery instead.
They are all still alive, so that’s good.
Edit - found some photos. You can click the picture for more.
See, just off the top of my head, that can be 3 or 4 varieties of amanita, only one of which is actually any good.
If they have a cap & stem, veil ring, and emerge from an “egg” I just don’t even bother. I walk through a small patch of Caesars americanus or what ever to get to my chanterelle cuz they just aren’t worth it when there are lbs. of chants a hundred feet away.
Thats a nice matsutaki though. I’m not aware of whether they grow around here or not, but I’ve heard great things about them.
Doesn’t the devil do Double Stuf?
Being a Liberal is a daily humiliation ritual…oof
On the phone with QuickBooks for 34:30 now, my 5th such call in as many months, with two promised “escalations” to more expert experts to solve my problem of “the fucking thing doesn’t work, and hasn’t since May.”
I feel like my head is going to explode. Offshore phone centers, seemingly no record of previous calls and escalations, and just bullshit unending.
Okay, we’re off. They’re issuing a 6 month refund - it hasn’t worked since May (7 mo) and was pointless when it did work, as I cannot do anything with a P&L statement that includes only 2 months of this year’s finances - but I couldn’t be on the phone any longer with today’s endlessly polite and apologetic guy who gets nothing done.
Assholes.
Seriously… Does ANYTHING work anymore?? Like ANYTHING?? Everything we’re required to do is an absolute nightmare.
Although yesterday I had a really cheering thing happen. It snowed maybe 6" overnight and into the morning, and the roads were sketchy. I had to run an errand during work, and the edges of the street I had to cross were super slushy and icy with big puddles where the road salt had done its job. Anyway, I was not using the crosswalk and was waiting for the last couple of vehicles to pass when a commercial truck stopped to let me cross (unnecessary, there was only one car after it). I waved thank you and was at the other side and trying to avoid stepping in a big slushy puddle when the driver rolled down his window to warn me to be careful because it’s icy. I am neither young enough to motivate truckers to stop to flirt nor old enough to scare people that I’ll fall, break a hip, and die. It was just a sweet thing to do.
“With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.” --Max Ehrmann
Why did that piss you off?
It didn’t. It was a counter-balance.
If you couldn’t tell from @EmilyQ posts, deep down she’s a thoroughbred misanthrope, the interaction despite being positive was too much for Emily’s pessimistic world view to cope with, she felt the need to vent here.

