I’m a railroad and siren enthusiast. Many people look down on the hobbies as “childish”, although there are tons of adults who participate. I still feel uneasy telling people though, because I fear how they’ll react.
I keep thinking about thos and forgetting to comment back. What are the small sirens used for? I don’t know anything about this niche of objects and am curious
Small sirens are usually used on vehicles such as fire engines, as they are audible at a longer distance than electronic vehicle sirens. Small sirens are also often used in industrial sites, where they are used as general indoor emergency sirens and lunch whistles. They are also often used by rural volunteer fire departments as fire sirens to summon firefighters to the station during a fire call. They’re perfectly suited for short range use.
Mine was similar. As a teenager I used to make sandwiches as you describe with instant coffee granules instead of sugar. The granules would dissolve into the butter to form a brown caffeinated sludge. Yummo!
I crave hot pockets. I can eat 4 in one sitting. I just don’t buy them anymore because if they’re in the house I binge on them. I eat much more healthy now, but if the negative consequences weren’t there, I’d eat nothing but hot pockets and fast food.
I’m a nail biter. I’ve managed to curb the habit enough to have pretty nails most of the time, but every now and then I succumb to the habit and have to regrow them. So annoying.
I saw kid rock and Metallica in concert in the twin cities about 17 years ago, burned my clutch out on the way back, car wouldn’t make it up the driveway when I got home, took 20 min to get to 45mph lol
I learned to drive when I was about 16. My parents never had any food in the house, plus two extremely aggressive dobermans in the kitchen, so I couldn’t go in there anyway.
So sometimes I would sneak out right before MacDs close and eat a burger in the parking lot.
I’m a lot older now, but occasionally I still eat fast food in the darkness of the Walmart parking lot
I find it calming for some reason.
Bonus hilarity:
At Xmas in 1979 I had an Xmas tree lot with a slave driver boss – 12 to 18 hours a day. (He did partially pay me with a shopping bag full of wed.)
On night I got off around midnight and headed off to the local Mcds, order my food, and visit the restroom to take a piss – and somehow managed to drop my car keys in the piss water.
Not my favorite day ever.
Then I get home and find that they had released the dogs in the whole house and I had to yell and pound on the door to get my mother to lock them up.
wow friend, your folks are shit I’m sorry you went through all that. I know it was a while ago but that kinda stuff really lingers with me from my own childhood, I hope you’re doing better now
My least favorite thing about pizza rolls is carrying them up to the checkout counter. I do what I think is a good job cooking for myself, including making pizza from scratch on a regular basis, but sometimes I do want to sit down and play a zone out video game and munch on some objectively awful pre-packaged oven junk food. I think without that down time I’d have burned down my own face by now. Somehow still feel like I’m supposed to be embarrassed about carrying them up to the cashier and being like “I would like to purchase and own this, please.”
I still occasionally enjoy modern rap from time to time with super bassy catchy beats while the subject manner is almost universally angry and hateful stuff about murder and suicide and self interest. $suicideboys$ witchouse40k scales those kinds of artist. I do not like or agree with the message of the music at all, but cannot deny some of their songs have some of the most punchy beats I’ve ever heard.
Yeah it’s amazing some tunes with the best music have the worst or inappropriate lyrics. One of my favorite songs is “she don’t have to know” by John Legend. Bad to listen too constantly when in a relationship.
Can’t agree about the tomatoes, but the caviar, yes. I’m pretty sure nobody likes it, they just have to pretend to appear more high class or something.