In other news the US Forest service wants us to use Fruit instead of Chocolate when we make S’mores, and if we want to save even MORE calories to use slices of Angles Food cake instead of Graham Crackers.
“There are some innovative ways to roast the little white treats that can help cut down on the amount of sugar intake by the kids, thus making bedtime a little more doable,” the USFS wrote last week in a blog titled, “How Does Your Marshmallow Roast?”
“Think fruit,” they said. The Forest Service suggested either banana chunks or grilled pineapple — as if a piece of fruit is a suitable replacement for milk chocolate.
“You will still get a tasty treat but by substituting with fruit, it is healthier – as long as you watch the amount of marshmallows used,” the USFS wrote. “If you want to cut down even more on calories, try using slices of angel food cake instead of graham crackers.”
Mostly nothing. Just work then come home and take it easy and try to heal.
You see on Monday evening my dog tried to kill me.
I was running Riley. Well I was riding my bike and he was running on my
left side. Our usual route is 3.1 miles but we had gone less then
2/10ths of a mile when I started a right turn at the same time that he
decided to go left.
One one hundredth of a second later, while I was still going right, he
had pulled my handle bars and hence my front wheel into a sharp left
turn. At this point I continued to go to the right and down. Over the
handle bars and into the street, but before I even hit the ground I felt
something give in my ribs.
Pretty sure I either cracked/ripped some cartilage or did a major muscle
pull. It still hurts to do ANYTHING. Sit, sit down, stand up, walk or
breath. It hurts, hell it even hurts to lay in bed.
That was Monday. It’s still to painful to do almost anything. If it is not better by next Monday I’ll probably spend lunch getting some X-Rays to tell me just what I did.
This most common of metahuman attributes seems to range from a D-cup size upward for any character just past the onset of puberty (a time when many comic-book characters start to manifest superpowers). They are not only large, but remarkably self-supporting and perky for their size.
Super MILF was originally a flat-chested lab assistant; however, she was engulfed in the explosion of a powerful reactor from Venus, resulting in her breasts expanding, taking the name “Ms. Venus” and becoming a superheroine.
Later on, DC sued her for having a costume that looked like “Power Girl”. Instead of changing the costume, she fought for her right to wear it and lost her house in the process. Giving in to her depression, she quit the Superhero business, got married and had kids.
A few years after her kids were old enough, she returned to superhero business as “Super MILF” in the 2010s with a completely new costume.
I don’t care who you are. That’s funny.
And yes this is under the Category “Politics” because there is no other reason for Marvel to be doing this.
A email group that I belong to decided to do “Postal Match” among those members who wanted to shoot. Air pistol’s at 5 meters.
Well I don’t have a air pistol any more (I want this one, but I’ll have to save my nickels) so I took the Marvel Unit 1 back to the range and proceeded to shoot.
Not bad for me, but not great for someone who actually knows how to shoot.
In my defense I would like to point out that the Marvel Unit was put onto my Kimber Carry piece and while it has a nice trigger for a stock carry gun it is far from a “Match” trigger.
That and I’m not as good a shot as I would like to be.
So today I went back for trip #25 and shot 100 rounds at 10 – 12 yards. A simulated draw to a two handed hold and one shot on a 4″ square. Lather, rinse and repeat. I worked on smoothness and GETTING my grip right.
A few hundred more rounds like that and I might be able to fool myself into thinking I’ve got it. Or something close to it.
Oh well, I had fun and like Tam says “If you don’t shoot Weekly, you will shoot weakly”.