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Cake day: July 13th, 2023

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  • I don’t like fishing.

    It’s not because “eww, worms” or “eww, fish”. It’s two things. The big thing is, I don’t want to hurt some small animal like a worm or bait fish, just so that I can hurt some other animal by dragging them into an environment where they can’t breathe. Oh, but the humane thing to do is toss them back? Imagine being pulled out of an airlock into the vacuum of space, photographed, measured, and then put back in the airlock? I don’t need to do all of that to some critter just for fun. Which brings me to the second thing about fishing that I don’t like : It’s not fun. It’s boring. It’s so boring. Just stand here and hope a fish eventually bites.







  • I live in Oklahoma, drive an Old Green Truck™, have a lazy dog of unknown breed, and I work in a machine shop. Last week my neighbor and I rebuilt a motorcycle engine and put it in his bike. My wife and I have chickens. I’m a pretty sterotypical “redneck”.

    I’ve voted democrat in every election since 2000.

    It sounds like OP is terribly confused, and is associating people from two different groups while they really have nothing in common, which is something MAGA dipshits also do.







  • Watched a video from the “Townsend” channel on youtube while I was off work after a surgery back in January. He does a lot of 18th century cooking, in a kitchen without any modern equipment. I remember him making some bread and I thought “Wait - that’s not impossible, it doesn’t even look difficult”.

    I tried to make some bread and it was amazing. Which lead me to try making something else… and now, in December, I’m able to cook a bunch of cool things that even my daughter will eat. I made cookies for Thanksgiving (chocolate chip, and some chai spice cookies I was experimenting with) and they all vanished, while my aunt, who makes cookies for a living, kept reminding people that she had made some cookies too.

    My wife and I are visibly thinner and healthier than we were this time last year. We keep trying to cook new things, and it keeps working.

    A lot of my weekends start with an early-morning motorcycle ride to the store to get the one or two things I need to make something, and I hope that the image of a large, unpleasant looking bearded man on a harley running to the store for stuff to make cookies tickles everyone.



  • I’m not the person you responded to, but I’m another crazy chicken person. I have three ladies and one boy chicken. They have a half acre to run around on typically, but right now I have them in the plot where we grow vegetables so they can break up and fertilize the ground.

    Having a rooster for free range chickens is, in my opinion, 100% necessary. My roo does a good job of herding the ladies into the coop when he sees a hawk or anything else he thinks is dangerous. He also makes sure all three hens get food, instead of one of them eating everything. When the sun goes down, he rounds up the girls and they head into the coop to sleep. Here is a pic of my roo, he’s quite the gentleman.


  • The meanest, most dangerous dog I knew was an american eskimo owned by my ex wife. This was a 20 pound fluffball, and he looked like he would be friendly and fun to scratch behind the ears.

    He loved to bite people, especially children. He had a specific thing he would do when someone looked at him: he would look up and smile, while vigorously wagging his poofy tail. You’d reach down to pet that brilliant white, angel-soft fur, and as soon as you were close enough, he would take a chunk out of your hand or arm. This wasn’t a playful bite, he would bite down hard and hang on.