There’s a satirical movement in Germany called “Front deutscher Äpfel” (front of German apples). One of their slogans is “Was gibt der deutschen Jugend Kraft? Apfelsaft! Apfelsaft!” (“What gives German youth strength? Apple juice! Apple juice!”)
They would surely approve.
As much as it pains me to admit you’re right, you appear to have hit the nail on the head.
I believe there’s a much broader spectrum as straight, gay, bi. I was never sure where I belong on this scala.
Like, I thought I was straight during my entire teens. Sometime in the early 2000s, I discovered the joys of online porn, and then found that the guys in porn sometimes seemed more interesting to me than they should. But having sex with a guy? No way. I thought.
So I spent my life, a below average looking guy, starved for sex for a long time, except the occasional awkward and underwhelming experience with humans of the female persuasion. Smoking a lot of weed to fill the internal void. One day, met a fellow weed smoker online. Lived nearby, gamer. Knew where to get good weed. After a couple of weeks we met. He told me he was gay. I was like, alright, sure. We played NHL Hockey and smoked a lot of weed. He asked me if he could suck my dick. Stoned as fuck, I said yes. Best blowjob I’ve ever had. But then, I ghosted him. Why? No idea. Couldn’t face the fact that I might be bi? Not sure to this day.
In my late 30s, I got married. And turns out once we were married, my wife turned asexual. So now I’m stuck in a straight life with no joy and no sex, getting closer to 50 every day. Even had to quit smoking weed. Boy, do I regret ghosting that guy.
So to this day, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t turn down a gay guy if an opportunity arose, even though I lean more towards women. I’m just a guy leading a sad existence in the closet and this comment turned out to be a much gloomier confession than I intended it to be when I started typing. Sorry.
As a European brought up free from any kind faith or religion, it can sometimes be tough to decide which level of religious extremism is worst, that in the US, Israel or the Iran.
I constantly tell people the remedy of the dangers of dual booting, using a separate drive for Linux. They sometimes listen and then have a dual boot system that doesn’t break.
No because those usually clog my toilet.
He didn’t say “Chariots!”, so we know it was a Cave Johnson from an alternate universe.
I discuss this and other important topics in my new book “The Naked Apiarist: Elementary Mistakes in Beekeeping”.
Yes, mortality is terrifying, but here’s a thought: If you honestly believe that there’s a life after death, you may be tempted to waste your life with pointless stuff. If you manage to accept mortality for what it is, you realize that the time you get in this world is precious, and that other people’s lives are precious. You use your time more wisely and live a fuller life. You also realize that murder is putting a very final end to someone’s existence because they won’t get any extra time after death. I would submit to you that this actually makes you a more moral person than someone who believes in the morals of the bible.
The majority of humanity really believes in all seriousness that you can think magical thoughts and wishes in your head that an invisible, unprovable being hears. And they all see quite clearly that sometimes the wishes come true and sometimes they don’t - just as would be statistically expected if the being didn’t exist.
But they completely ignore this by simply interpreting every outcome as the will of this being. This is an intellectual dishonesty and a blindness towards empirical reality itself that is downright astounding when you think about it.
Yeah, it was about trying to call his mother, who was illin’ and shit.
I once won the national hot food eating contest in Germany. Most of the capsaicine you consume actually goes out via the kidneys - but you only begin to notice once you eat extremely hot food (talking 1 million+ scoville here). It’ll make you think your dick radioactively glows in the dark.
You’re welcome! You’ll love it. There are tons of Youtube videos about this, btw.
And there are tons of great things you can do with it - for example:
Blend the soft garlic with parmeggiano, spread on slice of ciabatta, sprinkle with cheese, bake until golden brown, sprinkle some garlic oil and parsley. That’s some fantastic garlic bread.
120°C is good. Cook for at least one hour. Add aromatics like thyme or rosemary if you feel like it.
I just prefer a good olive oil. The confit is way better used on pasta that way. But you’re right, rapeseed oil might be a better choice if you don’t want it to solidify.
I always have some emergency garlic confit in the fridge.
Take an ovenproof baking dish, fill with peeled garlic cloves, cover cloves with high quality olive oil. Cover with tin foil. Cook for one hour in oven, low temperature.
Store in glasses. Will keep for weeks. Or months in fridge, although the oil will become solid.
Use it for whatever needs a garlic boost (which is almost everything).
As an IT guy, there will always be a special place in my heart for the awesome person who wrote a protocol suite for this use case (it is a lot of fun to read):
If that’s the weirdest shit you’ve ever done, you’re not a very interesting person…
Americans think Big Bang Theory is the funniest sitcom ever, and whenever a foreign word sounds like a funny English one, they lose their shit. And then they tell Germans about their sense of humor…