you just caused me to remember my sister making peanut butter and mayo sandwiches when we were kids. I had forgotten all about that. I did PB and pickles, but stopped short of the mayo...
My son had this incredibly bright flashlight, and one evening he shined it out into the yard and claimed that all the little sparkles we were seeing in the grass were spiders looking back at us. I disagreed and told him they were reflections from dew drops. To prove his point, we agreed on a particularly bright sparkle, and approached it keeping the light on it. Sure enough, there was a spider sitting there looking back up at us. We then proceeded to find about a dozen more. I was totally surprised that every one we honed in on turned out to be another spider.
I spent a short time in the US Navy, just long enough to get a couple of tattoos that I put literally zero thought into. One, a stupid cartoon character done at a whole-in-the-wall shop while I was drunk faded away pretty badly, but the other one, a sexy sailor girl (done by Philadelphia Eddie himself!) stayed pretty nice for quite some time. I was sober that time. That was about 44 years ago. I don't necessarily regret them, but I wish I'd put more thought in to them, especially dumb old Yosemite Sam...
the over and under-inflation wear isn't as much of an issue these days as it used to be. In the old days of bias-ply tires, that was definitely the case. You could have a low tire and hardly be able to tell, because the stiff sidewalls would hardly sag. Their flex point was down the middle of the tread. Radial tire construction puts the flex point in the sidewalls, which doesn't distort the tread as much, plus gives a much smoother ride...
it has to do with the angle between the point the tire pivots (steers) on and the point the wheel spins on. The steering point needs to be forward of the spinning point to help the car go straight down the road. Think of a shopping carts front wheels (they're called casters), and how they'll pivot around with the direction you're pushing the cart. That angle can be adjusted so the car tracks properly...
oh for real.. I've always wanted to ask them what they thought the underside looked like. I picture their simple minds imagining something like loose dirt clods falling off and maybe some roots and shit sticking out like I would have when I was a kid...
got lung cancer... only found it because it had eroded into rib #5 and felt like I had a flaming hatchet stuck in my back. This explains why pacing my den while streaming profanities seemed to help, at least a little anyway...
I do elearning multimedia and run in to AI schlock all the time and hate it. With the background and soft-focus I can see why you thought what you did. While AI would have done good with the dog's face etc, details like the leash clasp would have probably been just poorly defined shapes or complete nonsense. That's the stuff I key in on...
going to the grocery store and seeing an employee with a big dust-mop going up and down the aisles pushing along an ever-growing pile of cigarette butts because everyone would just drop 'em and step on 'em and keep on shopping...
Took a direct hit from Hurricane Ivan. Blew all our roofing off so the rain was blowing in and big chunks of ceiling were falling in while we were all huddled in the hallway. We found the roof of our back porch in the middle of the street, about 4 houses down. We've ridden out a lot of hurricanes over the decades, but Ivan was the scariest.
In the end we came out of it smelling like a rose. My wife's parents had both recently passed, and we were planning on buying their house out of their estate. I was in the middle of readying our house for sale when the storm hit. Our house got wrecked, while the parents house was left pretty much unhurt, aside from a few missing shingles and a downed tree. We moved in immediately and ended up selling our house as-is to the "we buy ugly houses" people for about half it's normal value, collected a fat insurance check from Liberty Mutual, which combined with the sale was enough to pay off the mortgage and pocket a few grand, which was right at what we hoped to sell it for because we didn't have very much equity in it at the time. We ended up right where we planned on being, much sooner than we thought we would. We got lucky for sure...
62yo male here thinks she's a damn genius... maybe she should like, make some of those tiktoks or something...