True love means harmonizing the songs of separate lives. I do not stop singing my own song simply because my partner sometimes bellows off key. This is a metaphor, by the way. Spouseman has a wonderfully resonant tenor singing voice.
Did anyone else watch Wonder Woman doing WWI battle action and think, “Hey, she’s the team tank?” That was my first thought. In both the main battle scenes she drew aggro from the boss enemy so her DPS teammates can pick off the mobs/adds. And in another scene her team gets together to specifically launch her at the enemy. Literally.
Games have always shaped culture. It’s just getting more visible.
In case you wonder what I mean when I mention I’m pickling things, this is my basic recipe.
1/2 cup distilled white vinegar
2 tablespoons sugar
1-2 tsp salt
1/2 cup hot water
Occasional additional ingredients, depending on what I’m pickling: peppercorns, mustard seeds, dill seed, onion flakes, garlic cloves…sky’s the limit there.
Heard standing in line waiting for a delicious grilled cheese at my local tasty-foods establishment (Dave’s Finer Foods)
Staffer: “It’s for the lady with the blue hair”
Dave (who knows me personally) “She doesn’t have blue hair!”
Staffer: (eyeing my observably blue hair) “…”
Dave: “It’s blonde! And it’s blue. So it’s blueberry blonde!”
Blueberry blonde. Heh. I like this and may steal it for future use.
Best status I’ve ever scrolled past on Facebook:
“Does anyone know offhand when the llama costume contest is?”
I said random, and I have delivered.