My wife is an eye doctor. She’s an optometrist, not opthalmologist, but she would definitely mock me if I got it wrong ;-)

Again, it’s ophthalmologist

God rest ye merry gentleman is the “ye” example I like to think of.

I give my mom credit. In the 80’s she found summer classes for me where I could learn about programming.

To this day I’m not sure if she was responding to an interest I expressed, or if she planted the interest in my mind. However, for more than 30 years people have been paying me to stare at computer screens all day.

Thanks, Mom!

The purpose of copyright is to encourage the creation of art to enrich society. Making money for copyright holders is a means to an end, not the end itself.

We need a new copyright law that shifts media to public domain if the copyright holder no longer makes it available.

Every four years Jill Stein emerges from her burrow. If she sees her shadow, it will be four more years of fascism.

I do that with our guinea pigs.

They get a cookie* every day at 5:00 pm when I get finished with work. After 5:00, whether l come in the back door or just come downstairs from my office, they start wheaking and chewing on the bars of their pen (which they think encourages us to give them food for some reason).

Sometimes, after I’ve given them their cookie, I’ll go back up to my office. When I come back, they start acting like they didn’t get the cookie.

I just walk up to them and tell them that they already got it and they aren’t getting another. They stare at me for a moment, then just go back about their business.

I don’t think they actually forget they they got it. I think they just hope I might have forgotten. But it is interesting that all they need me to do is tell them they got it already and they give up.

* The cookie is a vitamin C supplement made of pressed hay with molasses as a binder. The molasses is why they lose their minds over them.

Remember to throw bacon on top of the peas ;-)

It just goes really well. The sweet of the peas balances the salt in the bacon.

We made Macaroni and Cheese, Peas, and Bacon tonight.

That wasn’t a picture of tonight’s. It’s an older picture. Looks the same though.

I wrote up the recipe a few years ago to add to the knowledge base at work, and I included a suggested serving size:

Customary serving size: enough to make you feel unwell, then 1 helping more

Why would you waste the stem in soup when you could eat it raw?

It’s also good raw, but you do have to peel it.

The timing can be a surprise, but if you don’t know the answer, don’t ask the question.

Yeah, you wouldn’t want to get fired by Walmart. You’d have to go on welfa… oh.

I didn’t see it happen, but I saw the aftermath. A small car was crushed between two large trucks in the left lane of the highway. When I drove by, the crushed car was completely unrecognizable as a car. Just a pile of compacted metal and plastic. You couldn’t even tell what was the front or the back.

When I got to work, I checked the news to see what happened to the driver of the car.

No significant injuries, just some scratches. She laid down across the front seat and slid down under the dashboard and managed to find the one space that wasn’t completely compacted.

I think WW1 was kind of like the comic. It was a bunch of squabbling family members who got into a pissing match and then sent their citizens to die. It never would have happened if Gramma Vicky had still been alive!

Most people tend to buy the imperfect cheap product rather than the better, more expensive product.

If we refused to buy crap, they wouldn’t make it. If we refused to buy it, they couldn’t make it.

They sell us crap because collectively we prefer it.

Whenever anyone talks about how high interest rates are now, I remember when my wife and I bought our house in 1997. We were pre-approved for a 30-year fixed rate mortgage at 7.5%, and we were told to take it.

What we were actually told was, "you’ll never see a rate this low again.

Are obligate carnivores still ok to target?