Good morning all!
Welcome back to Sunday Gravy.
It’s draft week! A small sign of life in the seemingly never ending NFL offseason.
We’ve also got your NHL and NBA playoffs rocking. It’s a pretty full sports schedule we’ve got going these days.
At the start of the season I had mentioned that we would be departing from the standard norms of the traditional Sunday Gravy posts of the past 9 seasons and our feature today is a good example of that.
You long time readers know that we don’t always do much in the way of dessert baking around here and for actually making the Sunday Gravy featured item cut that is pretty damn true.
Although we’ve dabbled a bit in the past.
However!
Just because there’s a paucity of baked dessert recipes on Sunday Gravy, it behooves you to remember that I’ve got mad motherfucking baking skills in all sorts of applications.
I mentioned before about some of the reasons why I don’t do more baked desserts here with the primary fact being I am really good at baked goods and were I to bake on a regular basis I would also consume way too much on a regular basis.
I don’t mind a taste or two of home baked goodness but my old ass is trying to remain in shape as I approach my retirement years and avoidance of baked sugary tastiness is a rather simple way to keep on track.
Our dish today is one such example.
For our annual St. Patrick’s Day gathering we had the typical gathering of the LA clan, including eldest daughter, son–in-law and two eldest granddaughters. The perfect opportunity to show off my baking skills while having many additional mouths on hand to help me consume such delicacies.
Win Win!
Blueberry muffins are, as every one of you know, just goddamn delightful. Even a mediocre or shitty blueberry muffin is perfectly easy and even enjoyable to consume.
If, on the other hand, you can produce a top notch or dare I say, even legendary muffin. Your baking skills will be talked about in hushed or even awe-inspired tones for years to come. Because a legendary blueberry muffin is not just noteworthy, its legend has the potential to physically survive you for generations after you’ve moved towards the next plane of existence.
Shit, I remember some of my grandmothers baking to this day and she didn’t even make it to this millenia.
You too, dear friends, can have your baking exploits and family memory thereof, live forever.
And this motherfucker right here is a perfect way to do it.
Let’s show you how.
Blueberry Muffins!
recipe courtesy of culinaryhill.com
“2 cups all-purpose flour
1 cups granulated sugar
2 teaspoons baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
2 eggs
1/2 cup butter melted
1/2 cup milk
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
2 cups (1 pint) fresh blueberries washed, drained, and picked-over, or frozen”
For the streusel topping
1/4 cup all-purpose flour
2 tablespoons brown sugar
2 tablespoons granulated sugar
1/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1/8 teaspoon salt
2 tablespoons butter cold”
Proper muffin paper applied. I haven’t bought muffin paper, or liners, or cupcake caddies or what-ever-the-fuck these damn things are called in a long goddamn time and like many other things I’ve lost focus on, was surprised to find out there had been an evolution in these things.
Because of fucking course there has been.
Remember the days of the multi-colored cupcake liners with the balloon designs and festive holiday specific silhouettes and shit?
Gone.
These fuckers were acid-free and recycled paper and “no lint” and a bunch of other random things and you know what?
That’s good!
All you’re going to do is peel this bastard off and trash it just prior to shoving the lovely muffin right in your goddamn gob. Who wants artificial coloring and unneeded bullshit on their muffin cups?
I am all for this innovation.
We begin our preparation today by sifting together the flour, sugar, baking powder and salt. Yes, sifting is important for the proper fluffiness in our muffin.
You do want fluffiness don’t you?
Whisk the eggs then add them to a medium bowl containing our melted butter, milk and vanilla
That would be our wet ingredients and a lot of random shit on the counter.
Yep. FRESH blueberries.
This should show you how serious I’m taking today’s endeavor. Because I always, ALWAYS have frozen blueberries on hand. We’re doing this shit proper today.
Get your wet and dry ready.
See that big measuring cup on the upper right with the purple substance in it? That’s my morning breakfast smoothie in which I used frozen blueberries!
You kidding me? We got a theme goin’!
Add the wet ingredients to the dry and stir just until combined. It will be slightly lumpy.
Get the blueberries a proper pick-through and a rinse prior to adding to the batter, getting rid of the lifeless, or downright ugly berries. Also discard the stems.
Now give them a quick rinse.
Using your best rubber spatula “fold” them berries right in there. You want even berry distribution.
Oh shit yeah.
Next were going to make our streusel topping. As straight up fucking awesome as your standard blueberry muffin is, it has no chance – ZERO! -against a fresh blueberry muffin with the steusel topping.
We’re shooting for fucking legendary remember?
Back to the recipe.
“To prepare the streusel topping, in a medium bowl combine ¼ cup flour, 2 tablespoons brown sugar, 2 tablespoons granulated sugar, cinnamon, and ⅛ teaspoon salt.”
Cut the chilled butter into chunks which will make it easier to “cut” into the dry ingredients.
Use a pastry cutter for this step and cut away until the butter chunks are all about equal size.
Get your batter into the muffin tins.
Take your time with this step! Shit’s important! I added 1 tablespoon to each cup, then gradually added equal amounts to each individual cup until all of the batter had been used.
Consistency dammit!
If each cup has the same amount of batter they will cook and be done at the same time.
Much less chance of fuck-uppery if you get this step right.
Cover each filled cup with the streusel topping. Same deal here! Even distribution.
See!?!
Then into the preheated 400 oven for 18-22 minutes depending on your stove. For me? Twenty minutes exactly was perfect.
Let them cool completely on a cooling rack before removing the muffins from the pan.
A lower angle so you can see their height.
You can tell that I used fresh blueberries by the colorful purple bursting of the berries.
Get them on a plate.
They’re fucking gorgeous! Just LOOK!
Have one. Go ahead.
Absolutely bursting with berries and that streusel topping? God DAMN!
Best blueberry muffin ever!
This is a recipe that will get stuck in your brain. They are really simple to do and just as simple to do spectacularly. Middle granddaughter, the Wahini – ate three of them. Hell naw I didn’t tell mom. This is how grandparents earn their awesomeness, by not oversharing.
I had one of these the next day and fucking hell it was just as good. Keep covered, or wrapped in plastic or just store them in a big ass plastic baggie.
You absolutely need these muffins, because when it comes right down to it. Don’t we all deserve a nice, warm fluffy muffin?
Bet your ass!
Enjoy the rest of your Sunday everyone.
Thanks for stopping by.
And best of luck to most of your teams in the draft this week.
See you next Sunday.
PEACE.
Now *this* is a basketball game.
SAVE OUR SONICS!
Just kidding. The NBA can get as bent as Aubrey McClendon’s car after if collided with that bridge abutment.
THIS GUY C.J. MCCOLLUM I CALL HIM C.J. PARKER DOING THE ELEMENTARY BACKSTROKE BECAUSE HE JUST WENT TITS UP.
Nailed it!
Wheeeeee!
DR. MRS. DEADLY: You should add a passcode.
RTD: [confused] A passcode?
DR. MRS. DEADLY: You should add a thingy.
RTD: A password?
DR. MRS. DEADLY: You should add a thingy.
(I swear to God this transcript is verbatim)
So did you add a thingy or not?
Maybe?
I don’t have a thingy, because I would just forget it.
This was a perfect opportunity to break out the Raiders bandana and run through the room yelling “Here’s that thingy!”
Nah, it would be gauche to do that twice in one day.
I didn’t know vacuums had passcodes
https://ibb.co/19tkmjs
If I don’t consume these limes, they will go bad. I kind of feel like I *have* to have a Cuba Libre.
That’s not true. You could make margaritas.
Limes are necessary when making fish and/or shrimp tacos as well….
World is about balance…..
If you wanted to be a killjoy you could juice them and freeze the juice pretty much indefinitely, but your idea is better
It’s funny that you should mention that because I remembered that I had some dachshund-shaped ice cubes that I made out of lime juice…last summer, I don’t know, ages ago so I used those in my drinks instead and I’ll use the existing limes to make some more.
Dachsund shaped! That is truly an excellent ice cube shape
The lime ice cubes are more fun than just adding regular lime juice, because the drink gets more and more libré as as they melt.
Packed freezers ate more efficient than empty!
Don’t forget Gin and Tonics!
Not to be pedantic, but it’s spelled Jynnan Tonnyx.
Found a funny:
Inside me there are two wolves. This is not enough to control the deer population inside me, which is degrading the river ecology inside me. I’m attempting to release more
wolves inside me to address this, but the ranchers inside me object, and
I LOVE THIS DOES IT FINISH!?
-Blaine the Mono
Here’s my old dead dog Frankie. He was a good boy and probably the best friend I’ve ever had. I believe he would say the same about me if he was alive and could speak English.
He could hear an individually wrapped slice of American cheese being opened from a mile away.
That ain’t real cheese.
Frankie don’t care.
Bless his heart he never would.
American doesn’t board for 5 hours and I’m heading into Mai Tai No. 3.
Double over asking and we going to Hawaii!!!!!!
Nah ‘x now I’m a third way through and feeling pretty flexing. Which is how you make good decisions. ACTUALLY, the value proposition has been met — which was generally established before the trip — but I’ve identified how the greater process (the property needs permitted improvements) will far exceed, only on schedule, the time I need to regroup from the sale to taking on, vasiaccally, one massive push to “complete the property” — meaning blax is laughing at you and going surfing when you tell me you wish there was magically a deeper tub in the 998sf foundation. Call that guy did all the work to handle it for you and you gotta report the price to me just because that’s really the only appetite that matters and SHEEEEEE-HOOOO!!!!!!!! will be my response.
So I’m trying to bleed out a slow closing when I don’t think it’s something I can get — but I like to put these storyline into the offer. I have “Oh I like to be involved but my office is hosting a number 1 customer in 12 days.” And “Oh I need to give my wife a ‘deliverable’ here now — not ANOTHER fucking construction project and look at all the maintenance needed on this dogshit place before I even get to taking on the greater property project I’m ACTUALLY BUYING.” Neither really matter but the story is important because, once you cross the $ threshold, now you’re horse-trading on terms and, when used right, can provide more value in the transaction. That or, if they say fuck you and fuck your wife but here is a new number on the counter, then it’s probably pretty clear where they stand. And I respect that. But I also will take any advantage you’ll show.
Wait — none of you are, apparently, two gay guys from Beverly Hills who haven’t been to your place in 3 years? LOOKING AT YOU, DTZM?????????
Am I supposed to read this whole thing?
I don’t read anyone else’s.
I don’t read my own posts.
They’re a Futurama where like bender crashes his scene and the director is like, ” ok let’s do another take” because the shot was clearly ruined and the robot actor is like, nope only amateurs do second takes.
That’s how I write
And your flight boards in 3.5 hours? At least you’ll sleep well if you make it on the plane!
Whatever.
War Hard.
In the Navy that’s known as “patrol sock.”
see you in the khl, georgiev. and then the ukraine frontline
I’d rather go Black Hawk Down.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LM9eDatpfkc
“We’re going downstairs, boys!”
https://ibb.co/Fw5gFqZ
My Mai Tai looks like this.
He looks like way because he smells seeing Meghan McCain undressing.
I may be a little buzzing
That’s a good lookin’ glass. The next time I go drinking with you please bring it along.
I’m excited at the opportunity to build my own tiki bar pieces collection.
I’ll be there.
It’s hard being a drinking recepticle with a rare form of synaesthesia
That’s Rocking!
Self-portrait on The 405 North, West Los Angeles
Self-portrait, Smithsonian Air & Space Museum, Chantilly Virginia
Self-portrait in a Rolleiflex
I’d do the same on my local 405 but there ain’t no way I should be driving right now.
Now, you’re probably saying, good on you Mr. Ayo, but there are drive for hire services. To that I say, neigh! I am not one to exploit gig workers. Especially after the poor Doordash experience with my Taco Bell order this afternoon. I doubled that suggested tip and still go screwed. Not literally of course, then I wouldn’t be complaining.
This photo was taken on THE 405. However, I feel your DoorDash pain.
Know a few LA transplants here, and they call our 405 THE 405 and I relentlessly make fun of them for calling it that.
I don’t know (or remember) which Bumfuck you live in (a fine city no doubt) but there is only one 405.
Seattle, so not really that fine of a city. And our 405 is pure ass, though not as backed up as THE 405 you know.
I have thought about this way too much and concluded that as the number is essentially the name of the interstate the article is superfluous. You would say ‘I punched the asshole’ like you would say ‘I was driving on the interstate’. But you wouldn’t say ‘I punched the Bob’ (with Bob being the name of the asshole). You could say, ‘I punched that asshole, Bob’ which would translate to ‘I drove on that interstate, 405’
I punched the Bob! Love it!
Do you always make horse noises when people mention Lyft and Uber?
Among many other things, yes.
Is this distracted driving?
Yeah, sorta. Also I was high and drunk.
ice donks have fallen apart and we havent even dropped the puck. drouin’s groin is on vacation. old man parise is on the top line. girard is dead again. who is this backup goalie and which stuckey’s was he working at last night?
however, the espn color commentator has initials CCP, so the team wearing the most red has the best chance, ice donks not yet dead
Be a damn shame to see them bow out in the first round for a second year in a row.
LET’S GO KRAKEN!
a damn flyera player dropping the cup cursed them. theyve been a broken team since.
damn flyera
This a great point. You are gentleman and a scholar. A literal font of knowledge and insight
Fuck the Flyers, always and forever.
I blame Lindros.
shows what i know. 1-0 ice donks.
The box donks also shit the beds and didn’t make playoffs
So, the Quantum Gandalf I picked up is a fantastic hybrid strain. Mellow through the mini bong, no harshness, and actually has a pleasant aftertaste.
I’ve been sticking to Sativa recently,it gives me a nice buzz but I can still get shit done. Not much shit, admittedly, but we’re eating and our clothes are clean. I call that productivity!
I need to be better about cleaning.
Me too. The kitchen, bedrooms, and bathrooms are good, but my living room looks like a pack of hoboes have set up camp in it. I don’t set foot in Gumby’s lair, and the garage- the less said about the garage, the better.But it’s just the two of us, we repel all boarders, so who cares, really?
Talladega gonna Talladega.
Shit, I forgot that was on. How many wrecked so far?
Just finished. Less than 10 involved in the “big one” coming to the finish line.
Never mind. That was the end of the race.
Have to ask, if your medication’s side effects has to talk about your perineum, but also go the extra step to define a perimeum, is that a medication you can really trust?
Who doesn’t know what a perineum is???
I call it the clubhouse because it’s between two holes.
Ha ha!!
BOOSH
That might be why your balls are so furious, you’re not getting under there and giving your taint a good scrub!
I couldn’t find what I wanted (Charles Grodin saying with a straight face that Harry and the Hendersons tested higher in audience approval ratings than ET: The Extra Terrestrial) regarding his interactions with Johnny Carson so this will have to do. (DO NOT get me started on Midnight Run)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AT6HIfhwtKo&ab_channel=JohnnyCarson
I figured I’d watch some basketball while I lift weights. I’m not sure *what* this Mavs-Clippers game is, but it’s not that.
We used the Krusteaz blueberry muffin mix when I was a kid and it was delightful.
Currently enjoying some pulled pork nachos for lunch, but might have to do muffins soon!
I always overestimate my nacho consumption, luckily I assembled these in such a way that they will reheat well
I have leftover pulled pork! Need chips. I’m going to have to drag my ass to the good Dollar General. What else did you put on them!
?‽
Well, cheese, white onions, red onions, olives, tomatoes, chives, jalapenos, and more nacho cheese.
Melted medium sharp cheddar, plus some guac and pico de gallo. Might try pickle chips next round
Xander Bogarts HR!
That’s Rockinggggg! ⚾️
Goooooo Padres!
Ice Giants up 3-0 thanks to an opening goal by… believe it or not, Matt Rempe.
https://youtu.be/v3DpZ7bDNIA
Ice C-words are trash. Get them out of these playoffs as soon as possible. Totally trash team, and double fuck Tom Wilson for good measure.
Ben Shapiro’s wife is a hockey team?
Harden and his pathetic tries for fouls (that are successful) is why I don’t watch the NBA anymore.
Also my least favorite part of the game. I hate that pump fake then lean into the defender bullshit.
I thought it was outlawed but I watched the Celtics do the same thing earlier today.
BOTH Sublime & No Doubt played at Coachella this year!!!
That’s Rockinggggg! 🎸
Underneath It All is a really great song undermined by the video that features the lead singer dying to be in the spotlight.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvuVFHTvdaY&ab_channel=NoDoubtVEVO
Did you attend via magical telephone booth?
Had two Blueberry muffins yesterday when out and abouts so this hits today
Are you having flashbacks? We’re here for you.
“FRIG YOU SAM ROTHSTEIN, FRIG YOU!”
-Sharon “Golly Gee Bananas!” Stone
Wilmington California, which is adjacent to the ports of Long Beach and Los Angeles.
There was no image manipulation here. I cropped it a bit and maybe adjusted it in post by no more than ⅓ stop.
Plus I probably added a vignette, as one should do.
The alternating narrative voices was a stroke of flippin’ genius in Casino.
Sharon Stone did a great job of playing typical female “types” in the 80’s. Mostly double-crossing, very weak, troubled femme fatales (Casino, Basic Instinct, Total Recall) That’s not on her-if you were a female actress in a big budget film this is what you had to do.
I dunno about weak. Double-crossing for sure. Troubled femme fatales, absolutely.
Weak?
She’s badass in The Quick And the Dead.
VAR. I’m not saying it’s worse than Hitler, but I’m not not saying it either.
https://twitter.com/AngloCatholica/status/1782099294817829290
Counterpoint – don’t be offsides if you want to be onside, Trump.
The problem is that if it’s going to be objective, you HAVE to draw the line somewhere and have firm criteria as to what that line means.
So the point of offsides is so that someone doesn’t gain an unfair competitive advantage. In that light, one could argue being one toe ahead of the defender is not an advantage at all, and thus such microscopic analysis and review is not necessary.
HOWEVAH! This player is clearly gaining an advantage and is offsides to his nearest defender. Dude in the middle of the pitch isn’t going to factor into this play.
In summary, VAR and offsides calls are a land of contrasts.
This is a very good point.
No shit. We doing megalong banners now?
I love that weed store. One of my favorites. Right next to the porn store.
Did ya say hi to Asia for TWBS?
That may be the same store.
They have a type for their sales staff.
I honestly think it is. I think he went there because of your recommendation.
Not the same store. This store is in Westchester near LAX; tWBS went to a weed store in Venice.
James Woods didn’t have to stretch too far to play a calculating shithead with no morals in this movie.
This is what happens when the blueberries are not distributed evenly:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SgHjkCHb_7Y
“Aluminum bats? Really? SMFH!”
-Hank Aaron, Mafia Hitman
There’s a nice metallic “clang” when they give the final blow to Dominic
Very sly reference, btw…
If you have to get the flu, the first weekend of the NHL playoffs is not a bad time to be stuck on the couch (in between trips to the bathroom).
Just had some solid food for the first time this weekend — here’s hoping for the best!
Did you catch a case of…..THE TORONTO MAPLE LEAFS?!
(Was that right? Playoffs and not being well?)
Well, unlike the Leafs, I have managed not to shit the bed so far.
I raise my Labats BLEU to you sir!!!
I don’t know that anyone (having read his biography) captured anyone’s personality so succinctly as Pesci did Nicky Santoro.
Dead Body #3 was just there to be seen.
Also excellent with a cold beer.
Muffins! Yes, please. Here’s a helpful hint that may possibly be just an old wive’s tale- after you rinse the blueberries, you are sposed to sprinkle them with a little flour. It’s to keep them from sinking to the bottom, they say. Your berries looked nicely distributed without it, so I’m leaning towards it being bullshit. Or maybe blueberries used to be heavier when the old wives were laying down the law?
Meet YR and you’ll understand why there is no shortage of powdery white residue all over everything he handles.
I toss my blueberries in flour when I bake them in a pie but it doesn’t seem to be required for the muffins.
This recipe is a keeper.
Casino is on AMC-“Flippin” and “Freakin” are getting a huge workout.
“Forget you!” is also a classic line
https://arizonasports.com/story/3546316/bettman-meruelo-blame-tempe-vote-coyotes-relocation/
Look at this sketchy mofo! I wouldn’t buy a used car from him.
One local, and one international disgrace gather to make disgraceful statement.
Can the NHL guys here help me write a bettman yotes NHL takedown I can deliver at like a city council meeting on the record? I’d love nothing more than to walk up and go, “these losers can only compete in rigged financial games. That’s why they can’t build a winner on the ice — they get absolutely embarrassed when put up against fair competition.”
Talk about bettmans history. How every promise for every city has been objectively a lie, now that we have the clarity of 2024 hindsight. We got rid of a cancer — and SLC is going to be out shoes in 25 years and, if they’re lucky, big city gimmicks like NHL teams are an expensive facade that is such an easy no when your economy is humming and you’re building microchip factories with limited resources.
If the NHL were worth it, Saudi Arabia would have a team.
So the Yotes were originally in Winnipeg. As you may know, Winnipeg has another team now, but the owners are complaining they don’t have enough fan support. I guess 90% of capacity attendance isn’t enough anymore. (Average of 13,940 out of 15,000 seats)
Now, look to Atlanta. They’ve had two (2) franchises there that failed. And talk now is that Bettman (spits, boos loudly) wants to try for a third (3d) time there.
And yeah, these dumbfucks also expect a publicly financed new stadium for new franchises. SLC is of course buying into this and building a new publicly financed stadium for the Zombie Yotes.
This same bullshit is why I no longer follow the NBA after what they pulled here in (or rather out of) Seattle. But so far the ice sonics are operating properly, not taking public money, and treating the city and fans nicely. I do not expect that to last though.
The issue with the NHL is that game attendance doesn’t bring in anywhere near enough money to cover the costs of running a franchise, and that’s with the NHL players being paid far less on average than the other big four sports. You need that sweet, sweet TV money to do that, and hockey simply is not a sport that translates as well to TV as other sports.
Teams in larger areas, or with a long history with a passionate base can and will make do, (does not apply to Montreal, for reasons I don’t understand but assume boils down to shitty ownership), but expanding into smaller area that don’t have that same fan base is going to and has led to teams that just have no financial hope whatsoever. Add to that an apparently delusional ownership in Arizona and, well, congratulations Salt Lake City.
The other owners will keep approving expansion because there’s a franchise fee for each new team that gets them more money. If that sounds like a Ponzi scheme well, I refer you to Gumbygirl’s picture of Gary Bettman and simply ask “is that the face of a man who would run a Ponzi scheme?”
Regarding Kids These Days from last night: I was telling the missus about it, and she said that coincidentally enough, her and my daughter were talking about malls while they were shopping yesterday. Kids don’t go to malls anymore to hang out like we did back in the Stone Age, because the malls are all raggedy, dying, or dead. So where do they hang out? Daughter said when that when she was in high school (Class of 2018) they would hang out in each others’ houses, drink, shoot pool, and throw darts.
I just hung out my room because I was always grounded.
grumble grumble that’s funny because i always hung out in your mom’s room grumble grumble
I read some analysis on this recently. It opined things like brick and mortar stores giving way to on line ordering and at home delivery = less human interactions. Hand held devices and instant answering of questions = less human interactions at libraries, schools, etc.
The article went on to point out that we’re now realizing that reduced human interactions is having an effect. Device free gatherings are becoming a thing.
Personally I’m glad I got to play outside and roam the naigborhood with friends. I feel sorry for kids who for whatever good or bad reason don’t often get that chance.
At the poker games I attend (though at this point it’s been so long it’s more like “used to attend”) devices were not allowed during play and you’d get yelled at and eventually fined for looking at them.
My game night fucking around on the cellphone criminals, worst to least worse:
Brother Steve: Surfs nonstop plus plays Pokemon Go.
Steve’s wife: Surfs nonstop.
Daughter: Nonstop texts, occasional TikTok.
Her boyfriend: Same, just has fewer friends that text him.
Brother Don’s wife: texts.
Me: Someone will say something, and I have to look it up RIGHT NOW.
Wife/Brother Don: Brother Don wants to win, and wife demands her full attention when using TikTok.
Those top four on the list, I want to smack. But we’re here for fun, so I try to be patient.
I don’t normally use my phone during game night except to look up rules questions. But last week I did end up resorting to it when playing On Tour, a game in which each player has a map of the U.S. and must choose which circles to write in the numbers determined by a communal dice roll. I was usually done in about 20-30 seconds, while everyone else was kind of overthinking it and taking 2-3 minutes. So I needed to kill some time to deal with my impatience. (And they probably were overthinking it, as I ended up winning.)
You think long, you think wrong.
“Can’t stop, won’t stop.” – Deanna Favre
My agent is picking me up in ten and I expect to be putting in an offer on a property I desire. I only mention it here because my life took off, first, when I dropped all social media and, second, when the phone went to rare (I don’t count dfo time].
I am at war with screens and my son. It’s straight posion and we all know it — but are too posioned to fight it. And it’s the kids who suffer.
Also my father, White Goodman, left me a large inheritance but it is still up to every person as an individual to hate themselves enough to do something about it.
But everyone can do whatever they want. It’d be a scary world if everyone were a Dramond Green.
I am absolutely guilty of the must look things up RIGHT NOW thing
“they would hang out in each others’ houses, drink, shoot pool, and throw darts.”
I’m 54 and this is what I do know. Finally, one of the cool kids!
I hung out at friend’s houses in high school, but yeah, that was before phones. Apparently kids don’t actually turn off notifications on their phone (college undergrads get 200-500/day on average, which is insane) and when they are physically together they’re not really interacting.
Basically all the stuff that I hate and immediately turn off they just accept as normal because they don’t have a baseline, and then it screws em up.
Whenever I get a new phone I spend a while deleting things and turning things off, it would be great if parents did this with their kids when they get them devices.
Nice!
“I’m sorry, I cannot look at one of those blueberry muffins without thinking about American Pieing it like the stud I am.”
-Brett Favre, Small Penis Owner
I don’t know if I’ve ever encountered an image that was so perfectly aligned with what I had in my head.
Small Dick has Strong Cantilever Energy
I haven’t seen Mother spelled with that many asterisks since former-Patriot Sergio Brown beat his own mom to death and fled to Mexico.
Wait, what happens to the butter chunks after this?
Like Rikki always says about The Fats — SEPARATE but equal.
Wow, that’s the same thing Clarence Thomas says bout the Bla…
/giant hook hauls Horatio offstage
They turn into melty, crispy goodness?
Yeah, but do you mix them in with the streusel, or what?
Yes! See the pic with the streusel topping added just before baking. You can see the little butter chunks.
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Gentlemen and others…do not forget to tune into a classic conflict between Whites and Reds in half an hour! You know who I’ll be wagering my shillings on!
Ugly quit by Hammers. Moyes doesn’t deserve this.
My name is [redacted] and I stand by this breakfast
What makes a good process patent lawyer (not a process patent cabrone).
Pffff, complete textual adherence cabrón!
#DoucheStrong
This looks incredibly delicious and pretty
This is standard Sir. Never made them from scratch and never topped them with strudel so this is going down today! I always have fresh blueberries on hand so no need to wait. Tonight’s desert and tomorrow’s breakfast with coffee.
Very simple to make and excellent ROI.
A warm blueberry muffin with some bubba (that’s how I pronounced it) is a wonderful childhood memory.
Wish Ma made more muffins but she did serve us warm biscuits from scratch and I’ll never complain about that.