A doctor’s office where you could make a same-day appointment, when you’re acutely ill, instead of making an appointment with YOUR doctor for two weeks later or going to sit in a clinic waiting room for 3 hours with 50 other plague victims.
Plagues.
Shutting off the headlights in a car if the door was unlocked without fear.
Squirt-gun fights (nothing more modern than a SuperSoaker 50).
Putting on your bathing suit in a summer rainstorm and running around outside.
Bars with dark wood, carved, and a mirror behind the bar, with the music at a level you can talk over–or better still, with a piano player in the corner.
When someone says “no problem” instead of your welcome, it kind of rubs me the wrong way. I always think, to myself that I wasnt thinking it was a problem to begin with :rolleyes: . I also hate ‘my bad’ instead of “im sorry”
Acoustic guitar
Sitting around a piano
Using leftovers and what’s around to make a great meal (I improvised a chicken curry last night that went over really well ;))