Because of the tree out front, you mostly can't see in my bedroom windows from the street or other houses, so I don't worry about the naked, though I have blinds. I know what spots are visible and don something if I have to go there.

Oh, hey, this is me! I have four pine trees that shield my windows from the street. Someone would have to be in my front yard to see in. In which case, I'd have more pressing concerns than whether I was giving a free show. My across-the-street neighbor can see in my bedroom window from his, as I discovered one day when I noticed him standing there looking at me - balls, dude, at least act embarrassed - but only one part of the room is visible. Also, let's be fucking honest here, I don't care. They don't have kids, and if he's into fat white chicks, yippee.

Also to be clear, and sound a little less horrible, our houses are not exactly close to each other; my yard and the street and his yard are between us. Even if he's checking out the view, he's not seeing much.

Did I mention I'm drunk?

Burger King ribs: not half bad.

Why does "not half bad" mean "all good"?

I would say it meant something more like "better than I expected"

I think, for me, it means better than expected. As in, I expected it to be bad, but it's not half as bad as I expected, ergo, okay.

xpost with -t who is clearly more succinct than I.

I just started reading Wolf Hall and man, it's first chapter is fantastic.

Criminal minds tonight was just mean.

Yes, I agree Perkins. With a side of creepy.

And lacking in Morgan and Garcia interaction.

I'm so indecisive about what to make for dinner.

Try some fucking Zucchini Tagliatelle with Mint, Cucumber, and Lemon.