Everyone brought my dad food after mom passed, mostly because my dad's lack of cooking skills was the stuff of legends. He can cook, and he enjoys cooking. But the things he "throws together" make no sense and are really odd.
'Bushwhacked'
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I just saw a job title I was unfamiliar with. Intimacy director?
Huh. That's a title that requires some context and possibly footnotes.
At least a disclaimer.
Also a clue where it is. Intimacy director at the Playboy Mansion could be very different than intimacy director at ... pretty much anywhere else, I think.
My first thought was Bene Gesserit.
Certainly one possibility. My first thought was porn.
I get to learn how to light the pilot light on my water heater before my shower today. Yay new skills.
If my house explodes, please lie to my insurance companies.
-t was on the phone with me talking about charitable works far away from the water heater when the house exploded.
House is not exploded. Gas is apparently off, no idea why. So that's fun.