What should be the things that kids have to inspire and prod on their creativity and sense of wonder?
Well, I’ve been thinking about this. Don’t you know.
‘Cause my girl. And how I grew up.
So here’s my list…
- Girl or boy toys that promote their biological gender. Yuppur. Let girls play with dolls. Let boys play with trucks.
- Any other toy that they can move about. Independent of form or shape. Girls might like trucks. Boys might like cooking and potware.
- Creativity toys… Legos.
And I think every kid should have a globe and a big, BIG map of the world. Know where they are and where they might want to be.
- Clothes for role playing. Both for boys and girls.
- Tools. To make things, and to break things. Equally important.
- Sports toys; a basket ball, and other things for hand-eye coordination.
A treasure box, or drawing book, or special secret container.
But the most important two things are…
- Smiling
- Telling them that you love them.
And with that, we move forward today…
Americans Are TIRED Of Pretending Everything Is Fine
This is a MUST WATCH.
Will the tariffs on U.S. chicken, wheat, corn, and cotton by China be passed on to American consumers?
The Chinese trade countermeasure this time still wasn’t handled perfectly. If they had delayed the sanctions until April – after seeds were already planted, or right before harvest season – the damage to them would’ve been way worse.
Hell, if they’d boosted futures contracts on international markets back in March to trick those agricultural producers into expanding their operations first, it would’ve been even more effective. That combo could’ve bankrupted way more small/mid-sized farmers. Then Chinese capital could’ve loaned money through international financial markets to help US megacorps scoop up those bankrupted farms at dirt-cheap prices… surgically targeting the backers of anti-China forces.
Yeah, the days when you could badmouth China and still profit from it at the same time are over.
Crop planting/harvest timelines:
Spring wheat: Planted March-April, harvested July-August
Winter wheat: Planted Sept-Oct, harvested May-June next year
Spring corn: Planted April-May
Summer corn: Planted mid-June to early July, harvested Sept-Oct
Spring cotton: Planted April-May
White People Breakdown In Tears Realizing Life In America Has No Future ! American Dream Is No More
What is the minimum salary to be called “SCBD ladies”?
Frankly, I have been itching to answer this question since yesterday. Although I am a man and not a lady, I know the salary range in the golden triangle area aka Jakarta Business Center. Because I myself have worked in Rasuna Said, Sudirman and currently work in Thamrin.
My position as HR in a multinational company is quite helpful in seeing salary benchmark access. Our company always participates in salary surveys every year as a salary benchmarking in the financial industry.
If you ask how much is the standard salary of SCBD ladies?
My answer is;
Depends on position, company, industry and skills .
Different from each other. Cannot be equated between one and another.
However, as an illustration for you, I will inform you of several castes of ladies in Sudirman-SCBD based on my work experience so far. So you can estimate their income.
- Mbak Kaya Caste from Birth
If this model is not asked. Work is sometimes just a busy thing. If based on Maslow’s pyramid, this caste is a means of self-actualization. On average, foreign graduates, if we talk about outfits, one body can be almost 50-100 million. Not to mention the gadgets that use the bitten apple logo. Don’t believe me? Here, I’ll give you a little picture of their outfit brands.
Approximately 100 million? More!
Talking about vehicles, some of them even brought a sports car to the office.
They mostly eat at restaurants in Senopati, Dharmawangsa, Pacific Place, Plaza Senayan. Minimum snacks using Grab food.
2. Mbak’s Caste Forces You to be Rich
If you are a lady like this, usually you just follow the lifestyle and social style. Standard salary or even high salary but spent on shopping, traveling, lifestyle and sometimes even Pay Later toys. Buy now pay later. Their position wants to be seen as “wow”. As a result, they can fall into the abyss of financial problems. Forcing style and style is not good.
This caste generally loves to show off material things, whether traveling, showing off branded goods or even money. The key is only one, wanting to be recognized for its existence.
Their outfits are below the first caste. The total outfit + gadgets can be a maximum of tens of millions. But the total loan exceeds the monthly salary.
3. Simple caste
This model usually has a good life plan. Finances are arranged in such a way that they can survive and not be entangled in financial problems. Even this caste is usually diligent in saving, not big, but diligent. Over time it becomes a hill. Simple outfit model, not too expensive and sometimes a hunter of discounted clothes at exhibitions. Basically style is number two, the important thing is financial security. Clothes bought at a medium mall or distro are quite OK.
Talking about eating, how? This caste prefers to bring provisions. Healthy plus economical. Doesn’t pinch the pocket. Occasionally go to the mall.
Well, that’s the picture, yes. If we talk about salary, I would say it’s not equal. It varies. The Sudirman-Thamrin area is known for expensive food and parking. Moreover, if you make a mistake, you can be tempted to become a Mall Kid.
So, which caste do you belong to?
Kitchen Hints and Tips
Slow Cooker (Crock Pot)
Breads and Cakes
- Do not add water to the slow cooker unless it specifically says to in the recipe.
- Do not over-beat breads and cakes. Follow all recommended mixing times.
- For ideal results, use a 3-5 quart slow cooker and fill stoneware with ingredients at 1/2 to 3/4 full.
- After breads and cakes have finished cooking, allow them to cool for 5 minutes before removing them from the cake pan.
Condensation
- To keep condensation from dripping down into your slow cooker contents, simply place a white paper towel on top of the slow cooker, then put the lid on. The paper towel absorbs the condensation, and it will not water down your food.
Conversion from Crockpot to Oven
- Divide the LOW slow cooker time by 4 to get oven time. Divide the HIGH slow cooker time by 2 to get oven time. The oven should be set at 325 degrees F.
Dairy
- Milk, cream and sour cream should be added during the last 15 minutes of cooking time.
- Condensed soups may be substituted for milk and can cook for extended times.
Fish
- Fish is delicate and should be stirred in gently during the last 15-30 minutes of cooking time, unless the recipe indicates otherwise. Cook on high until just cooked through and serve immediately.
- Shellfish can overcook easily. For ideal results, cook on high heat setting and add shellfish during the last 15-30 minutes of cook time.
Frozen Meats
- Add at least 1 cup of warm liquid to the stoneware before placing frozen meat in the stoneware. Do not preheat the slow cooker.
- Cook recipes containing frozen meats for an additional 4 to 6 hours on low, or an additional 2 hours on high.
Herbs and Spices
- For ground and/or dried herbs and spices, add half the amount of dried herbs and spices at the beginning of the cooking cycle, then taste and adjust seasonings toward the end of the cooking cycle.
- Use chili powder and garlic powder sparingly as these can sometimes intensify over longer cook times.
- Taste the dish at the end of cook cycle and correct seasonings, including salt and pepper.
- Fresh herbs are best when added to the finished dish, not during the cooking cycle. If added at the beginning of the cooking cycle, many fresh herbs’ flavor will dissipate over long cook times. For dishes with shorter cook times, hearty, fresh herbs, such as rosemary and thyme will hold up well.
Liquids (Water, Stock, Wine)
- Usually it iss not necessary to use more than 1/2 – 1 cup of liquid since juices in meats and vegetables are retained more in slow cooking than in conventional cooking.
- You can reduce excess liquid by slow cooking on the stovetop, removing meat and vegetables from stoneware or stirring in cornstarch, tapioca or tapioca powder and setting the slow cooker to high approximately 15 minutes until juices are thickened.
Meat
- Brown or sear meats in a skillet prior to adding to slow cooker. This will create greater depth of flavor to any dish as well as melt out fat that can be poured off before slow cooking.
Pasta
- Pasta should be cooked al dente, then added to the slow cooker for the last hour of cooking.
Seafood
- Seafood should be added in the last hour of cooking time, unless the recipe specifies otherwise.
Vegetables
- Most vegetables should be thinly sliced or placed near the sides or bottom of the stoneware. Meats generally cook faster than most vegetables in a slow cooker.
- Pitted olives should be added at the end of the cooking cycle.
What are some fun facts about the world that only some people know?
In the depths of the ocean, there is 200 times more gold than has been mined in the history of mankind.
The oldest light bulb in the world has been working since 1901.
Leonardo Da Vinci invented scissors.
An ostrich ‘s eyes
are
bigger than its brain.
There are more stars in space than grains of sand on Earth.
The first toaster was manufactured in 1893 , approximately twenty years before the creation of a bread slicer.
If sharks are turned upside down, they will go into a coma.
Honey
is the only food that never spoils
.
Giraffes survive on very little sleep. 10 minutes to 2 hours is
enough for them!
Nepal is the only country that has a flag that is not rectangular or square.
After each player makes three moves in a game of chess, there are 121 million possible combinations for the game.
Yo -yos were not originally designed to be toys, but to be used as weapons …
Darkness turns darker
Submitted into Contest #279 in response to: Write a story about someone confronting their worst nightmare.… view prompt
Lily Finch
This story contains themes or mentions of physical violence, gore, or abuse.
The day Sully called the office and asked for Dale, Marjorie answered the phone and took the message.
“Oh, dear. Sully, is there anything I can do for you?” she said in a phony, syrupy tone. Sully thought.
“Yes, there is. Won’t you spend the time I’m in the hospital ensuring Dale eats well, please?”
“Well, don’t you think Dale should decide what he eats?” Marjorie said.
“I suppose. I’m in Room 32B. Please let him know I should be here for at least a month. It’s some blood disorder, and the doctors are stumped.”
“That sounds horrible. I’ll send you a care package. Anything special you’d like in it?”
“Yes, I would appreciate a discreetly provided box of condoms, along with any other care packages provided to women who stay in the hospital for extended periods.”
“No problem.”
“Oh, and Marjorie, this is just between us girls, right?” Sully asked.
“Absolutely.” Marjorie smiled as she couldn’t wait to tell Dale.
After his meeting, Dale left for the hospital to be with Sully. He asked Marjorie to take all his messages, call all his afternoon appointments, and explain the situation.
“Okay, I will, but I need to tell you something.” Marjorie even followed him to the elevator, but he was too preoccupied to listen.
“I’ll give you a ring later, toots,” he said as the doors closed.
***
She swooned and returned to her desk, where she had to clear her afternoon schedule and reschedule those appointments for later in the week. Being the CFO’s secretary at KODAK had benefits. She was well-versed in the job and had a deep affection for her boss. After clearing all of her boss’s books for the day and rescheduling, she made some appointments of her own and had a delivery basket with condoms buried in the bottom, out of sight, delivered to the office.
At 5:00, along with the rest of the secretaries, Marjorie rode down in the elevator carrying the basket.
“Another gift from Dale to Sully?” A secretary posed the question.
“Well, it sure ain’t for me.” Marjorie shook her head, and they all laughed. All except Roseanne. She remained quiet. Five got off at the main floor, and the remaining six went to the car park.
Marjorie entered her car, placed the basket on the seat beside her, and attached the card. She didn’t want the other girls to know Sully was hospitalized. In time, they would find out, but not from her.
***
She arrived at the hospital, and Sully was alone and awake.
“Oh, hi, Marjorie. Thanks so much for getting those for me.”
Dale will be enraged by their presence as he will believe that I have a secret admirer I’m having sex with. In today’s world, maintaining honesty is crucial.” She smiled and winked.
“I don’t know Sully. My mother taught me honesty is the best policy.” She smiled at Sully and helped her get her robe around her shoulders.
Just then, Dale walked in. “My two favourite ladies. Both in the same place, what are the chances?”
“Yes, Dale, what are the chances?” Sully snapped. “I told Marjorie that since we have the maid quarters, she could stay with you and care for you while I’m in the hospital.”
“What? Have you lost your mind? That’s nuts!” Dale said. “I am a grown man who can take care of myself.”
“Well, if you’ll excuse me, please, I’d better get going home,” Marjorie announced. She got up to leave and almost made it to the door.
“Where did this lovely basket come from?” Dale asked.
“You mean it didn’t come from you?” Sully said, surprised.
“No, it didn’t,” he looked at Marjorie.
“That’s unfortunate, as it contains all my favourite items, including condoms. Now, who would send such a thing besides you?”
“This is a partner who knows you very well. That’s who.” Dale said.
***
Marjorie slipped out the door and headed for Dale’s house. She would stay in the guest quarters. It was half the driving time for her to get to work.
Dale came home twenty minutes later. He looked relieved and content.
***
“Finally, she’s found someone she loves who loves her. It is a day to celebrate. Let’s go out and dance. Then we shall return home and have glorious sex.”
While Sully was in the hospital, Marjorie and Dale lived like married people. They had no issues or problems. When Dale questioned Sully about her man, she confessed that the whole thing was a sham intended to incite jealousy in Dale. But she had been sleeping with their mailman for the last two years. When Sully exited the hospital, Dale knew it was time to tell her the truth.
Dale sat her down on the couch and told her the truth. She jumped up and moaned and wailed in agony.
“This situation is a manifestation of my deepest fears. You haven’t loved me in years? You allowed me to live with you, knowing I could’ve been with someone else? I hate you,” she stopped to take a breath.
“Dale Musset. I hold a deep-seated hatred towards both you and your whore. Incidentally, where is Marjorie, that two-faced phoney broad? You two are like salt and pepper, so different, but ultimately, go together.” Sully was just getting started.
“Let’s see, maybe you’re more like Catsup and Mustard. I’ve heard that internal organs leak yellow fluid, and the blood resembles catsup. Let’s find out. Shall we?”
The drugs kicked in, and the couple stumbled. The three got into the car, and Sully drove to the cabin. By the time they got there, she had them sedated and unaware of what was happening around them.
Sully started the chainsaw. Many people had seen Marjorie and Dale together, so they thought nothing of seeing them head to the cabin with Marjorie.
The chainsaw started to buzz like a limb was being cut off.
Would there be similar tensions with other countries if China had a structure similar to the European Union, such as trade and tariff disputes with the United States and other nations?
Cannot imagin.
Between 2800 and 2300 years ago, China was somewhat similar to the present-day European Union. There were several major powers and a nominal “common value system” (represented by the Zhou emperor, who in reality had no substantial power).
This situation was somewhat akin to Japan 1500 years later, where there was a nominal supreme leader (the emperor), but actual power was held by various shoguns.
These states were constantly at war with each other, in a very bloody and brutal manner.
Eventually, the Chinese grew weary of the endless warfare, as Confucius said, “There are no just wars in the Spring and Autumn period.”
After 500 years of incessant conflict, Qin Shi Huang finally unified China.
The process was still extremely bloody and brutal.
For instance, the war in which Qin conquered Zhao lasted three years, during which the Qin king had mobilized all males over the age of 15 in the country to support the front lines.
Eventually, they captured 450,000 Zhao soldiers, but by then Qin had no food supplies left and buried all 450,000 prisoners alive.
It was extremely cruel.
(Stills. Bai Qi. The most brutal general in Chinese history.)
To this day, locals still refer to tofu as “Bai Qi’s meat” (Bai Qi was the Qin general who ordered the burial of the 450,000 Zhao soldiers and is one of the four great generals of the Warring States period, implying that when eating tofu, one should bite hard as if biting him).
(The corpse pits are distributed within an area of 30 kilometers by 10 kilometers. The scale is so large that it is difficult for archaeologists to fully excavate them.)
However, after all, more than 2000 years have passed.
Today’s Zhao people (from Hebei) hold no malice towards the Qin people (from Shaanxi), at most, they might make a joke about it.
Due to the long passage of time, today’s Zhao people might actually be descendants of the Qin people, and vice versa.
Since then, China transitioned from the feudal era of the Xia, Shang, and Zhou dynasties (very similar to the Western system of monarchs, knights, and fiefdoms) into a unified era, the imperial era. The central government had absolute control over the regions. Although China has fragmented many times since then, with 8 out of the 23 largest civil wars in human history occurring in China, the idea of unification has become deeply ingrained in the people’s minds.
Coupled with the extreme stability of the Chinese language, tempered over 2000 years like forging iron into steel, the country has become highly unlikely to split again. Especially today, with the increasing development of transportation and communication, China has truly coalesced into a single entity. There is no longer any need to worry about division and civil war.
Thus, it’s somewhat difficult to understand Europeans, just as Europeans might find it hard to understand us.
How Chinese Lighters Conquered the World at Just $0.15 Each: The Untold Success Story
What is the weirdest thing that’s ever happened to you at a bar?
I go regularly to the bar at the Labor Club in Belconnen in Canberra to watch football matches (of various types) on the big screen.
In around January 2024 I was watching a match of the World Cup soccer. I looked something like this at the time. Nowadays I weigh about 10 kg less and have shorter and whiter hair.
Behind me was a table of about six young people, drunk and happy. The match finished and they got up and left.
I became aware that someone was standing close behind me, and I felt two hands grab large chunks of my hair and pull it very hard. Startled, I turned around and the person let go. It was one of the drunk young men, who ran off to join his departing group. I heard him say, “See, I told you all along that it was a wig.”
Needless to say, it is all my natural hair. A couple of weeks later in the same bar I had a different drunk young man accost me aggressively and tell me that I was wearing a wig.
Afterwards I thought, what if I was wearing a wig? Why do some people have a problem with it?
Would the young man who grabbed my hair have run off in triumph waving my “wig” as a trophy?
Shorpy















What do you miss the most out of the “old days” (80s,90s,2000s)?
I miss the discovery aspect of life.
Back when I was finding my cultural feet during the turn of the millennium, I found my favourite music, films and TV shows by some mix of trial and error, word of mouth and recommendations in (relatively) niche print magazines and newspapers (I was an NME kid).
You could walk into a shop in town and browse the DVD section with nothing particularly in mind other than you liked the production company. There was always the chance that you’d come away with a steaming pile of dog shite, but on the other hand you might discover Audition and blow your 16 year old mind.
Nowadays, it feels like the discovery aspect has gone. Or at least its importance has diminished.
Almost every film is hyped up to the point that watching it is almost certain to result in a disappointment (Late Night with the Devil and Longlegs being two prime examples for me of that phenomenon)..
Or, alternatively you are served it through an algorithm that bases its recommendations based solely on what you have watched before or what other people who have been determined to be similar to you have watched before. If a film or a music artist is completely different from what’s in your wheelhouse, then it can be really difficult to unearth it without being specifically recommended it by someone. I don’t want to be pigeonholed by a computer calculation. I want the freedom to discover things that are new to me.
Maybe I’m overstating how free I was from manipulation back in the day, but I dunno. I feel like the magic has gone.
I’m sure, in this day and age where creative endeavours are much more feasible for people, browsing and discovering in the old sense might be a little overwhelming, but still…
To be fair, you can get more curated collections like Criterion, MUBI and the BFI….
but it’s not the same.
Sir Whiskerton and Mr. Ducky’s Television Debut: A Tale of Cameras, Chaos, and Quackery
Ah, dear reader, prepare yourself for a tale of feathered ambition, misplaced priorities, and one very determined feline who proved that even the most chaotic situations can be resolved with a little wit and wisdom. Today’s story is one of cameras, clucking, and the importance of staying true to oneself. So, grab your sense of humor and a bag of popcorn (for snacking), as we dive into Sir Whiskerton and Mr. Ducky’s Television Debut: A Tale of Cameras, Chaos, and Quackery.
The Arrival of the Television Crew
It all began on a sunny morning when a local television crew arrived at the farm to film a documentary about farm life. The animals were abuzz with excitement, but no one was more thrilled than Mr. Ducky, the farm’s resident sales-duck. “This is my moment!” he quacked, puffing out his chest. “The world will finally see the star I was born to be!”
“Star!” echoed Ditto, who was busy practicing his echoing skills by repeating Mr. Ducky’s every word.
The crew, armed with cameras and microphones, began setting up near the barn. Mr. Ducky, eager to impress, immediately started offering them “exclusive deals” on his latest inventions, including a self-stirring feed bucket and a glow-in-the-dark duck whistle.
Mr. Ducky’s Grand Plan
Mr. Ducky’s plan was simple: become the star of the documentary. To achieve this, he decided to stage a series of “dramatic moments” to showcase his talents. His first attempt involved “rescuing” Doris the Hen from a fake fox attack. Unfortunately, Doris, who was in on the plan, got carried away and started squawking so loudly that the real chickens panicked and fled into the woods.
Next, Mr. Ducky tried to demonstrate his “innovative farming techniques” by planting a field of carrots in record time. However, he accidentally used glow-in-the-dark seeds from Chef Remy LeRaccoon’s lab, resulting in a field of luminous carrots that glowed so brightly, they attracted every moth within a five-mile radius.
Sir Whiskerton Investigates
As chaos erupted, Sir Whiskerton knew it was time to intervene. “This,” he said, his green eyes narrowing in suspicion, “is no time for duck-driven drama. This is a time for calm, for order, and for… well, probably more calm.”
“Calm!” echoed Ditto, who was now juggling three acorns.
Sir Whiskerton approached Mr. Ducky, who was busy rehearsing his “Oscar-worthy” monologue for the cameras. “Mr. Ducky,” Sir Whiskerton said, “your antics are causing quite the commotion. Perhaps it’s time to let the farm speak for itself.”
“Nonsense!” Mr. Ducky quacked. “The farm needs a star, and I’m just the duck for the job!”
The Hurdle
Before Sir Whiskerton could reason with Mr. Ducky, the television crew announced they were running out of time and needed to wrap up filming. Desperate to secure his spot in the spotlight, Mr. Ducky decided to stage one final grand spectacle: a synchronized swimming routine in the pond, featuring himself and the yodeling fish.
Unfortunately, the yodeling fish, who were not consulted about this plan, began their hypnotic yodeling, causing the entire farm to fall into a synchronized trance. The chickens clucked in unison, the cows mooed in harmony, and even the scarecrow swayed to the rhythm.
Overcoming the Hurdle
Sir Whiskerton, ever the problem solver, knew he had to act quickly. Using his keen senses, he located the source of the yodeling and convinced the fish to stop. With the trance broken, the animals returned to their normal routines, and the television crew, though bewildered, continued filming.
Sir Whiskerton then approached Mr. Ducky, who was sulking by the pond. “Mr. Ducky,” he said, “the farm doesn’t need a star. It needs to be itself. The world will love us for who we are, not for who we pretend to be.”
The Resolution
With Sir Whiskerton’s guidance, the farm animals gathered for a final, authentic scene: a peaceful sunset over the barnyard. The chickens clucked contentedly, the cows grazed lazily, and even Mr. Ducky, though disappointed, joined in with a heartfelt quack.
The television crew, impressed by the farm’s natural charm, promised to feature the animals in their documentary. “This,” the director said, “is the real magic of farm life.”
The Moral of the Story
As the sun set and the crew packed up their equipment, Sir Whiskerton took a moment to reflect. “The moral of the story,” he said, “is that true beauty lies in authenticity. Whether you’re a duck, a cat, or a yodeling fish, the world will appreciate you most when you are simply yourself.”
“Yourself!” echoed Ditto, proudly.
A Happy Ending
With the documentary wrapped up and the farm restored to its peaceful ways, the animals returned to their routines. Mr. Ducky, though no longer the star he had hoped to be, found solace in knowing that his quacks had been heard—and appreciated—by a wider audience.
As for Sir Whiskerton? He returned to his sunbeam, content in the knowledge that he had once again saved the day. And as he drifted off to sleep, he couldn’t help but smile at the thought of Mr. Ducky, the ambitious duck, finally finding his place in the farm’s harmonious world.
And so, dear reader, we leave our heroes with the promise of new adventures, new challenges, and hopefully, no more yodeling fish. Until next time, may your days be filled with laughter, love, and just a little bit of feline genius.
The End.
What scenarios could occur if China directed Hutchison Port Holdings to cut off the U.S. from the Panama Canal?
Oh, no need to panic.
The ever-resourceful BlackRock has already swooped in to secure a deal, conveniently snagging the two port terminals from Hutchison Port Holdings. Bravo, BlackRock—an impeccable display of how to effortlessly turn international “tensions” into a cash cow.
It’s an elegant tradition, really—a textbook move for the U.S. to “ACQUIRE” valuable foreign assets under the banner of “national security.” Because who needs subtlety when you can just wave the magic wand of geopolitics? Does Volodymyr Zelinski’s rare earth ring a bell!
And, of course, for those who might think of dissenting, just take a look back at Manuel Antonio Noriega’s fate. Let’s just say, it’s a less-than-encouraging precedent!
In this way, Donald Trump and his men are Making American Great Again!
Rejected From 16 Colleges For No Reason (Stanley Zhong)
What is the worst example of personal hygiene you have ever encountered?
I am answering anonymously because I do not want the person I am talking about to be recognized.
This is my ex-partner, and the reason why I decided to end our cohabitation, after 3 years, is precisely her non-existent personal hygiene.
I loved her to death, and she was the person who loved me most in my life but, unfortunately, she had an unsolvable conflict with water.
I had gotten to the point where I avoided meeting people in his presence because of the smell coming from his private parts, I was ashamed to death.
I tried in every way possible to make him understand the gravity of the situation, but without success.
He didn’t dare go near the bidet even after making love (I took advantage of the rare times that for some inexplicable reason he took a shower).
At a certain point we started to argue badly every time we went to visit friends or relatives because, in her opinion, I “despised” her just because I expected her to wear clean clothes or simply comb her hair, maybe after shampooing…
Every morning I was forced to change the sheets on the bed, until one day (the last one) he asked me to speak to a specialist……..
I was over the moon, I thought she was convinced to seek help from a doctor to overcome what, perhaps, was a personality disorder and not an inappropriate way of being…
The dream lasted 5 minutes: in his head he had elaborated the idea that I was the one who needed a psychologist because I was “obsessed with cleanliness”.
Of course, 10 minutes later I said goodbye to her forever
Bloody Mary
Submitted into Contest #279 in response to: Write a story about someone confronting their worst nightmare.… view prompt
Kathryn Minicozzi
A moment later I peaked my eyes over the blanket. I saw a ghostly figure like that of a woman coming out of the bathroom. She stopped and appeared to be looking around. I screamed and dived back into the blankets, shaking like an earthquake.
A gravelly female voice shouted, “Okay, who the hell woke me up THIS time?”
The voice was followed by footsteps that made my floor creak and my breath come in little gasps. I lay still in the bed, hoping that I looked like a pile of blankets.
“I know you’re there!” said the raspy voice. “Come out of those blankets and explain yourself!”
I lowered the blanket just enough to peek out. I looked toward the bathroom door and saw what appeared to be a tall, gaunt woman. I couldn’t see her face clearly in the dark, but she was wearing some kind of bathrobe, and her hair was done up in big old-fashioned rollers, over which she was wearing a scarf.
“Hi,” I said, my voice shaking with the fear I was feeling.
“I was having a great dream. I was on a raft in the Pacific with Brad Pitt, Benedict Cumberbatch, and Ryan Gosling, and all they were wearing were conch shells. From that, you woke me up!”
I tried to say something, but all that came out was air.
“Come on!” she said. “I don’t have all night!”
“Um … um … um … I … I thought y-you c-ould show me … um … my future h-husband.” My brain was frozen shut and this was the best I could think of. I‘m useless under stress.
She stared at me for about ten seconds, then let out a huge laugh.
“You gotta be kidding!” she said. “You’re old enough to be a great-grandmother! You want to get married NOW?”
I was starting to get over being scared, because I was getting mad.
“H-how do you know how old I am? “ I said. “Y-y-you can’t even see me! And I’ll have you know I can still turn heads when I want to.”
“I’m not surprised! I can see gray hairs and crow’s feet, lady! If you turn heads it’s because they’re all wondering what they’re looking at!” she said. “You got a cigarette?”
“No. And please don’t smoke in here.”
“A beer?”
“Yeah, there’s some in the fridge.”
She floated into the kitchen, turned on the light, opened and closed the fridge door and came back with a bottle of beer, from which she took a large swig, wiping her mouth on her sleeve. The light from the kitchen illuminated her features and made her look less frightening.
“Hey, aren’t you supposed to be scary or something?” I asked.
“Look,” she said, “I didn’t ask for this rotten job. If I’m not scary enough, they can get someone else to do it. I don’t give a rat’s behind.”
She floated over to the edge of my bed and swatted my feet with her free hand. “Move over!” she said. I moved over a little and she sat down.
She took another swig of beer. “Look here,” she said. “I’m not The Tooth Fairy or your Fairy Godmother. I’m not supposed to give you things or grant wishes. I’m supposed to scare the stuffing out of you. That’s all. So let’s cut the stupidity, okay? You caught me at a bad time and I’m not prepared to frighten you right now except for that little bit when you first saw me, which wasn’t my best work. But I don’t want to get in trouble with my bosses. So what do you say we call it a night, I go back into the mirror, you go to sleep, and we forget the whole damned thing ever happened? Besides, I want to get my dream back.”
“Yeah, sure.”
“Okay then. Have a good rest of your life, and don’t call me again. Next time I might not be so friendly. Good night.”
“Good night.”
She disappeared back into the bathroom, taking the bottle of beer with her. The next day, I took the mirror off the bathroom wall, smashed it, and tossed it out. I have never replaced it.
What are the biggest mistakes people make when visiting the United States of America?
This is applicable for people of coloured skin – brown people from the Indian subcontinent and African-origin people. A very big mistake that we made during our US trip was expecting the security check at their airports to be like the ones here in India. Boy, we were so wrong!
The security check is handled by an agency called TSA like we have CISF here in India. TSA is famous for being racist but back then, in the era of limited internet, we had no clue about it. We landed at JFK Airport, New York City and cleared customs without any issue. That means we didn’t bring anything that we weren’t supposed to. From there, we had a domestic flights to Washington DC and our first experience with the TSA was waiting for us.
The TSA had us open each handbag and removed everything, and those didn’t even make sense. We were carrying some dry food items with us, but we weren’t allowed to take them with us. My younger brother was a kid then and he had special baby food packed but even that had to be discarded. They frisked our bags for 10–15 minutes and as a result, we missed our flight to DC. Luckily the airline staff were kind enough to accommodate the four of us on the next flight to DC.
This wasn’t just us. Almost every alternate person of coloured skin was frisked with “extra care” and had their handbags checked by opening the bags. So if you are of black or brown skin, be prepared to spend extra time at the security checks. We received the same treatment in our other domestic flights across the US, but we kept additional time in hand because we knew what to expect.
Kitchen Hints and Tips
Gravy, Sauce and Syrup
- To prepare satiny smooth sauces, including gravies, use a wire whisk. Stir often and don’t forget the corners. Stir vigorously, if necessary, to remove lumps as the sauce or gravy cooks.
Gravy
- To give gravy great color and flavor, add a few teaspoons of soy sauce.
- Freeze leftover gravy in an ice cube tray. Wrap solid frozen gravy cubes in freezer wrap. Then, when you need some gravy, reheat a cube or two.
- Put some flour into a custard cup and place beside meat in the oven. When the meat is done the flour will be nice and brown, ready to make a rich, brown gravy.
- If gravy is burned, add a teaspoon of peanut butter to hide the burnt flavor.
- If it is quite greasy, add a small amount of baking soda.
- Never add cornstarch to hot liquid because it will lump. Dilute cornstarch in twice as much cold liquid and stir until smooth. Then stir the cornstarch mixture into the hot mixture.
- For no-lump gravy, use flour that has been browned. Brown flour by putting a little in a heatproof dish when you’re using the oven and leave it there until the flour has turned a nice brown color.
- When gravy is too salty, put in a few pieces of toasted bread for two or three minutes. The bread will absorb much of the salt.
- Use 2 or 3 tablespoons of coffee to give gravy a rich brown color. The gravy won’t taste like coffee.
- To give gravy a nice color, brown the flour well before adding the liquid. This also helps prevent lumpy gravy.
- To make gravy smooth, keep a jar with a mixture of equal parts of flour and cornstarch. Put 3 or 4 tablespoons of this mixture in another jar and add some water. Shake, and in a few minutes you will have a smooth paste for gravy.
Sauce
- For instant white sauce, blend a cup each of softened butter and flour and spread it evenly in an ice cub tray. Freeze, then cut into 16 cubes and store in a plastic bag until you want to make a sauce. Then heat 1 cup milk and 1 cube, stirring until the cube is melted and the liquid is warm.
- A teaspoon or so of vanilla extract in Italian tomato sauces helps cut the acidity of the tomatoes!
- To keep cream sauces from separating, shake the pan in a back and forth motion, and add just a tiny bit more cream at the very end. This will keep your sauce from having an oily texture. This method works better than the continual motion of a wire whisk.
- To prepare white sauce at the right consistency, remember 1-2-3. For each cup of milk use 1 tablespoon of flour for a thin sauce, 2 tablespoons of flour for a medium sauce and 3 tablespoons of flour for a thick sauce. Use 2 tablespoons of butter or margarine for any thickness.
- When a sauce curdles, remove pan from heat and plunge into a pan of cold water to stop the cooking process. Beat sauce vigorously, or pour it into a blender and blend until smooth.
Syrup
- To serve piping hot pancake syrup, remove the syrup cap, place the bottle in a microwave, and heat on HIGH for 1 1/2 to 2 minutes.
- Make fruit syrup by adding 2 cups sugar to 1/2 cup of any kind fruit juice and cooking until it boils.
- If syrup crystallizes, set the bottle in a pan of cold water. Heat gently and crystals will disappear.
- A pinch of salt added to boiling syrup prevents crystallization.
What are good examples of smart sales strategies?
A Buffet is arranged in such a way that the cheaper mass items are available first
Pasta, Breads, Tater Tots, Potato Salad, Green Salads, Pizza Slices, Mini Burgers, Dumplings etc
The more expensive items like Fried Chicken, Roast Beef, T Bone Steak, Fried Cod, Braised Lamb Chops etc are all placed farther away
After the Cheaper items, the various sauces and Soups and Egg Rolls and even Coca Cola refills
Why?
On a $ 17 Buffet, the average diner who eats 50% by mass of the cheaper items and 50% of the expensive items eats enough for $ 13.50
Only 35% Profit!!!!
The Average diner who eats 80% of the cheaper items and only 20% of the more expensive stuff, eats enough for only $ 7
Almost 140% Profit!!!!
So the strategy is to pretend to have reservations to make you wait for 20 minutes
During the 20 minutes, they load you up with free appetizers like Onion Rings, Avocado and Cheese which are very cheap but help fill you up
During the wait, you are getting hungrier and hungrier
So when they let you come in, the food looks very tempting and you pile on all the cheap stuff from Potato Salad, Scrambled Eggs, Sausages, Cheese, Tater Tots, Pasta, Breads, Pizza Slices etc
By the time you are ready for your expensive stuff, you are already feeling full
The Waiters hover around asking if you want drinks and give you aerated sprite or coca cola that helps fill you up even faster
Sure enough – MAXIMUM PROFIT for the Buffet
A $ 17 Buffet makes a restaurant more profit than a $ 32.90 12 Ounce Steak with Baked Potato
The Average Middle Class Diner thinks QUANTITY is everything and so he thinks eating 15 slices of Pizza would break the restaurant
It won’t
Mozzarella, Marinara and Pizza Dough are wholesale
The wholesale price for a restaurant per slice for large scale purchase is 35 Cents a slice
So 15 Slices means $ 5.25 cost to the restaurant for a $ 17 Buffet
Instead 4 Pieces Chicken Breast, A small Cut of Steak, a Small portion of Salmon costs 10–13 Dollars to the restaurant and the profit is very miniscule
Next time in a Buffet, eat the meats and fish and avoid the Rice and Pasta and Pizza and Rotis
Plus don’t take appetizers while waiting
