Thank you. I don’t think anyone has ever put it quite like that.
Use the slices. The best pizzas I’ve ever eaten used sliced cheese instead of shredded.
silenus beat me to it, but I say, use the slices.
Maybe ripped in half.
Or hell, go for broke and make a 4-cheese!
Last time, I mixed ricotta, fresh mozzarella, and shredded provolone together. Kind of hard to do that with slices.
In other news, I’m having a sausage patty and over-easy egg on toast for breakfast. The raw sausage was on a napkin next to the coffee pot whilst I was going to get some cling film to flatten it in. Mrs. L.A. came in and asked if she could get some coffee. I told her yes, ‘Let me grab my sausage.’ As soon as I said it, I said, ‘Wait. That didn’t sound right.’ Mrs. L.A. said it hadn’t occurred to her until I said it, and that I had a dirty mind.
If you think about it, the classic marguerite pizza uses 2-3" rounds of soft mozz as the cheese part of the topping. And those are typically ~1/4" thick before cooking. Presliced, as in sandwich slices, cheese would work similarly well. Mixed evenly or not.
I think it’s more a matter of saying
It was shortsighted and utterly predictable that if you provide a useful free service, it’ll just be a magnet for homeless. If the benches had barbed wire, not chargers, the homeless would remain absent or at least invisible. Which is what I want. Stoopid gummint!
Still despicable, but a different kind of despicable.
I prefer to label it a “hopeful” mind. If only … 
Here’s one famous philosopher’s take on it:
The Gambler - Kenny Rogers
…
And in his final words
I found an ace that I could keepYou got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
…
I hope this is an ace you can keep. After folding on the run. Good thing about aces is they don’t weigh much so are easy to carry while running.
I think it’s this: ‘I can afford to pay for the electricity to charge my phone at home. Therefore, I deserve to charge it for free. Homeless people can’t afford to pay to charge their phones at home, and they don’t have homes. Therefore, they don’t deserve to charge their phones for free.’
I wonder how many homeless there are on the Boulevard. A hundred? That’s $4,600/year of taxpayers money. The renovation cost $11.5 million, and the economy was boosted by $280 million. That’s a ‘profit’ of $268.5 million dollars. If those hundred freeloaders charge their phones at the city’s expense, the ‘profit’ is decreased to only $268,495,400!
Thanks, Pilot.
Ye gods the sun’s out with a vengeance here in western Mitten State today.
I had a coupla bucks left from my tip money after yesterday’s Xmas shopping and decided to see if the close-by dispo had gotten those incredibly cheap prerolls I like back in stock, to fortify me for the weekend and especially for Long Night. (A buck-fiddy apiece! Any cheaper & they’d be free. But ALL the locals like 'em, so they go fast.) Monkey was absolutely howling to go outside, so I told my BLACK cat, “Bring me luck, Monks. Tell ya what, if they have them back in stock, I’ll let you out. Otherwise, no deal.”
So, uh, he’s enjoying some outside time now. 
(And yes, I have conversations with my cat.)
He ran back in a second ago - he likes to shoot back inside, meow at me as if telling me something very important, then run right back out - and despite the mid-40s temps his fur was toasty warm from soaking up that sun.
This 'hood has lots of black squirrels (a melanistic variety, not a separate species) and I suspect the ability to stay warmer in winter has been helpful to their population.
Speaking of having the side door wide open for my lucky black cat, I realized a few moments ago that the two plants that I drag back in each winter - I moved with them all the way from Texas in my car, a lemon tree and a very pointy agave - are situated by the side door juuuuust where they get to bask in sunlight on days like this.
Don’t tell Monkey there’s another incentive to let him go out!
I’d think apple might be possible for green non-citrus.
Slices could be workable, or chop them up?
Any hope of pictures? They sound super-cute.
Mrs. L.A. likes to run the little ceramic space heater in the bathroom all day long, and she leaves the radiator-style space heater on in her bedroom 24/7. I said ‘Yikes!’ upon receiving the electricity bill yesterday. This morning she said she’d turned the heaters off before she left on her rounds, so as to save electricity. She also likes to turn the propane furnace up to 75º to 80º; which is not only uncomfortable for me, but also expensive. I turn it down to 68º when she leaves. (We turn it down below 60º at night.) Anyway, the combined electricity and propane bills came to over $400. 
I went to the mall today. Nobody got hurt. Imma need to go to the dispo tomorrow, consumption is way up today!
I had my choice between the mall and Walmart due to needing so many stockings this late in the year and picked the mall because I got a rash last time I was in a Walmart parking lot and I didn’t even get out of the car!
Sometimes I feel a little sorry for NF, she really didn’t know what she was getting into when we first met. She doesn’t even know where the community center is and we have roped her into donating and volunteering as well.
After TC and mall, the folks who own the lot behind us showed up with a big backhoe and a little bobcat and have gone to work cleaning and leveling the lot. They’ve pulled down the front fence and are taking out the concrete pad ATM. They also took out all of the scrub bushes and have been looking at the Mesquite
The poor Little Brown Tweety Birds are lost and confused, they’ve never been homeless before. Generations of LBTBs were raised in those bushes and now the lot is barren. I think I’ll have a couple of juniper bushes planted in the spring.
Howdy Y’all! Stuff got done and we were bears who brunch. Then it was back to da cave for sloth, nappage, day drinkin’ and other non-useful pasttimes. All the stuff ordered for the givin’ tree tags we took showed up, so we took care of all that. These are for a woman and three kids at a local women’s shelter. The six quart slow cooker for her got wrapped per instructions and the stuff for the three kids got put in gift bags per instructions. We’ll take it to the church house on Sunday per instructions. Lot of instructions there!
I was also a free range child. We had a swimmin’ pool, liberry, ball field and other fun stuff all with in walkin’ and bikin’ range. As long as I was home in time for supper all was good.
Taters glad the employee’s stuff got fixed. Hope you did not join in on the meetin’. You deserve to sit out on at least one, if not several meetin’s.
RealFish I want, nay need, that shirt!
And now this…
< AHEM > CLEARIN’ THROAT < AHEM >
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY DEEEAAARRR JJJTTTCCC!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
That’s what you get for dissin’ the photons a couple days ago; they be gettin’ even on yo’ pale patoot!
Well, I did it. I went here and patrolled the whole place inside and out Sawgrass Mills - Sunrise, FL - A Simon Property. Over 300 stores / eateries, acres of parking, multiple multi-story parking structures and all the rest. Walked every foot of corridor and browsed thoroughly through a couple dozen stores that piqued my curiosity. Mostly looking for cute women’s stuff, but some guy stuff too.
The mall is an “outlet” mall, but with everything from very fancy Italian designer names to Auntie Anne’s pretzels. I browsed $3,000 Prada purses (matching or contrasting strap extra) and $5 variety store stocking stuffers. With no real intent to buy either. The crowd was as demographically varied as the merchandise. Essentially the indoor part is working-class through upper-middle class, and the outdoor annex along the bottom is for the demi-fatcats (or Miami’s many, many international visitors).
Overall, the parking lots were nearly full anywhere close the entrances, but a couple of segments inconvenient to all the doors were at best half-full. Probably overall 85% of the total spaces were occupied and lots of cars were parked illegally where they could find space near the doors; a common Miami occurrence. Inside or outdoors there were a LOT of people there, but not so’s you were having to push through the throng. Did have to pay attention to where you were walking though, oblivious meandering would have bumped into people often.
Despite the gray drizzly day outside, most folks (even staff) looked happy and anticipatory, not frazzled. As is typical for Miami it was real multicultural inside: the stores, the merchandise, and the people. Heard several languages. Saw some stroller kids, some self-mobile kids, but lots more couples or groups of adults of whatever age from late teen to late 70s. There was definitely crowd noise but I didn’t have the feel of screeching Christmas muzak with crowds shouting over it.
I did not observe a single facemask on anyone, staff or customer. I didn’t watch with total diligence, but I was paying attention for this. Again typical Miami.
I tried to support the economy more thoroughly but instead came away with but a pretzel dog for a snack with a Coke Zero. Oh well.
In all it was fun, and not frazzling unless someone really just hates the sight or sound of multiple strangers. Yes, like all malls it was a silly monument to mindless consumerism. But you don’t have to buy to appreciate the silliness.
Back home now and awaiting Her Ladyship’s imminent return from Mah Jongg.
72-km fault line on Vancouver Island elevates tsunami risk for 400,000 people
If an earthquake were to occur at the site of the fault line, several communities— including Victoria, Vancouver, Seattle, Bellingham, Olympia, and Tacoma— could experience the impact of a tsunami.
Whew! They didn’t mention Birch Bay. Actually, it looks like a pretty straight shot.
The wife got the verdict on the crown that came loose at last night’s dinner. They can’t replace it because there is decay underneath. So the only solutions are: 1. Just leave the tooth out, 2. Get a bridge, or 3. Get an implant. Anybody have experience with the latter two?
I got an implant in 2006. The crown is loose, and they’re looking at replacing it.
I’d join in on that but you really don’t want to hear me sing. Happy birthday, JtC!
I was going to suggest chopping.
Encore!
One year my ex had all the Xmas presents bought and wrapped in mid-July.
Lady SCAdian says we should buy a new flamingo for when the kittens destroy the current one.
I was one of those. When I was in 5th-6th grades it was at least a three-quarter-mile walk to one of the other kids in the area, and we didn’t have a phone so I couldn’t call ahead to find out if they were home. Stayed a lot closer to home before then, as we were closer to town. Before I started school we actually lived in a city, and when I was four my mother would give me money and send me down to the corner store to buy milk.
I had two really excellent interviews today. Now I’m pondering what decision to make if I’m faced with choosing between the two.
Job 1 pays less but I can take mass transit to get there and it’s a Dogtopia (I didn’t get the position I applied for previously, but this is a different location).
Job 2 pays more but it’s a 45 minute commute, and it’s basically warehouse work - shipping/receiving (which I can do in my sleep and frequently have).
I’m leaning toward the dog job. Especially since lately I’ve also considered trading Esmerelda (my Challenger) in for mini-suv so I can get into transporting rescue/foster dogs if I can.
The dog interviewer implied that she was seeing three people for two positions, so if I’m the odd man out, then I guess it’s not meant to be. The warehouse interviewer included this interaction:
“When could you start?”
“Immediately.”
“Oh good, when is Dan’s last day? Tomorrow? Oh gee, I wish you were here on Monday.”
So, I’m thinking I have a good shot at that one.
Since we’re all waiting with bated breath for a hippy report, here’s what his lovely bride posted on FB:
…Hello all thought I would give you an update on hippy.
They have had him up and doing some walking.
He’s doing well, not going very fast but steady. Each time he goes for a walk he goes a little further….
Posted yesterday.
I usually only went to the pool for swimming lessons. My folks thought it would be good to know at least how to keep afloat, and not be afraid of water. Love the library too. Each Wednesday the bookmobile came to a nearby shopping center and I biked up there every week. Sometimes I ended up with adult books. I liked reading about the Greek and Roman gods, and picked up a book called “The Windy Walls of Troy” It was actually a biography of Heinfich Schliemann, an amateur archealogist, who is famous for excavatin what he believed to be the sight of Troy, in the tales of Homer. I was in the fifth grade, but found it fascinating.
Jane, I got the embossed rolling pins today!
Good jeebus! 80 is when I turn on the AC.
Boo Thanks for the hippy update Glad to gear he’s doing ok.
Jbatts Hope either of the jobs come through. Hoping it’s the doggie one, cuz dogs, and shorter commute.
JtC Hippy Burpday!!
realfish I think I need that shirt too. Parts have been breaking down on my body since my 20s. It’s just getting more often now.
I was a bit of a free range kid. We also had access to tools. There was an enormous catbriar thicket behind the house that we took hedge clippers and machetes to in order to create paths. Paths lead down to a creek, which we promptly dammed up to make a pond. Made rope swings to cross the pond. Then mom would ring the bell for time to come home for dinner.