Goats! You get milk and you can sell your lawnmower!

Perfect solution. Everyone who wants milk just needs to have their own cow.

At the same time, striving for monopoly is the only way some segments can survive. An independent hospital is doomed, but a health system has leverage to get better reimbursement rates from insurance providers.

We have before.

https://immigrationhistory.org/item/​mexican-repatriation/#:~:text=Demand for their labor dropped,million Mexicans and Mexican Americans.

She’s trying to unify the Dem voter base in preparation of 2028

Hopefully she’s trying to unify the base in preparation for 2026. However, we’d probably all be better off if we abandoned the Democratic party in favor of a real progressive party that puts the needs of individuals over the desires of corporations and billionaires.

The people who need to know this won’t read it and won’t believe it if they do read it.

If the MRI is on fire, LET THE MOTHERFUCKER BURN!

A strong stance would be saying you’re committing troops to the defense of Ukraine. This is not much more than the international political version of thoughts and prayers.

Ok.

I guess I feel differently. If Christians actually try to live as Christ taught, then they get a pass from me.

I don’t understand. Are you pro-Trump or do you just hate all evangelical christians?

My personal desktop machine is a Linux box I assembled from $500 worth of parts about 14 years ago. I’ve increased RAM and added about 8TB of storage for an Emby instance.

It still manages to get the job done, but it is obviously way, way, WAY overdue for replacement. We’ve been struggling financially for about 25 years.

Now I’m thinking I need to finally pull the trigger and get it done before January.

I’m on allo now, but it took too long and the damage is done. Not so bad that I can’t still move. Just enough to remind me that I screwed up.

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.

Yeah, no question. Pain is still pain. There’s just an aspect of discovering how much more you can endure than you thought you could until what was once unbearable is just your normal.

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

There’s an element of truth in this.

I slipped on the ice in February 2021. I got up, hopped in my car and drove to work.

When I got there, I took my coat off and noticed my arm hurt a bit. I figured it was just a bad bruise, but folks said I should get an X-ray to be sure. I work in a hospital, so it was no big deal to get a picture done.

Turns out I fractured my arm. My wife and my doctor both asked how I managed to drive to work with a broken arm. I told them it just didn’t hurt that much.

The reason it didn’t seem that bad is because I also have gout. Gout reset my pain scale. What used to be a 8 is about a 3 now.

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

Edit:

If you want the recipe:

Cast iron feeding tube!

Why should I have to deal with someone else’s dog poop? Just take it home and put it in your own trash.