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Driving like a moron
I felt the same way as you until I discovered the pleasures of fantasy sumo!
“Cosplay.”
For some reason, just seeing the word gives me creepy vibes.
Soup. Is it a drink? Is it a food? It’s the Aesop’s Bat of cookery, neither one damn side nor the other. Basically soup is just a toast delivery system. Make up your mind, soup.
Something with cruise control and heated/massage seats may be worth a try. I’ve owned everything from a Smart Fortwo to a Rolls-Royce - there really is something for everyone out there.
That said, I get that some people just can’t stand driving. My grandmother never bothered to learn, and two of my aunts have licenses but almost never drive. The way they describe the driving experience is how most people look at motorcycle riding - they’ve hated the times I’ve owned one of those.
Judging by how frequently it gets mentioned on the SDMB, the rock band Rush. Their music has no rhythm to it whatsoever, and that lead singer’s voice is nauseating. It was only about a year ago that I found out the lead singer was a man!
My wife doesn’t like driving. She’ll do it when necessary, but she dislikes it so much that she sometimes will say no to joint activities that require me to do significant driving - on the presumption that I don’t like driving, either.
But I love driving. I will happily take us 30 miles across suburban Detroit for a nice dinner out; sometimes it’s hard to convince her of that.
Sometimes she picks me up for lunch at work, and as soon as she arrives, she scoots over to the passenger seat, expecting me to take over driving duties.
She says she would be thrilled if we moved to a big city that had great mass transit (New York, Boston, Osaka); I would lament the rarity of driving if we did that.
Thankfully we are both blessed with extremely short commutes, and she also works from home a lot, so she really doesn’t have to drive very much at all.
I’ve known several women who had short hair, then grew it back out to please their boyfriends/husbands. So it does seem to be an actual thing.
And if I remember correctly, his husband works in a museum.
Another thing I don’t get is beer. Not only do I not like the taste, but I don’t get the quantities people consume. If someone drank 12 sodas or hot chocolates or even told a restaurant “I’ll take 12 glasses of water, please” they’d be seen as nuts. People will drink 12 beers 'cause it’s Tuesday, or March or a year with a two in it, and other beer drinkers are like “that’s it?”
I’m not against alcohol per se - I drink scotch and I don’t mind wine with dinner, but even fancy micro-brews hold no appeal. Oddly, I’ve never tried the one beer I might actually like - I"m told there’s an alcoholic root beer, but never seen any.
Until that last, you could have put written AC/DC and I would have totally agreed.
Not a big Rush fan, either, but I REALLY don’t appreciate AC/DC.
Tell me about it. In my 20s, when I was drinking every day, it was nothing to down a 12-pack (minimum per night) and pop up the next day, go to work, and do it over again. Now, in my mid-40s, I don’t dare get drunk unless I have the next day off, because the next day is going to be pretty well shot.
… I suppose that’s true, if your only definition of “rhythm” is “can dance to it”.
I agree with you that. I listen to all kinds of music from country to heavy metal to 80’s pop and I don’t like Rush either. The weird thing about them is that they have extreme musical talent if you go through a checklist of things that should encompass yet it just doesn’t work. They are great technically speaking but their songs bore the piss out of me especially as soon as the singing starts. They hit the rare of combination of being talented, unique, and yet uninteresting at the same time.
I really enjoy cigars but I dont appreciate lung cancer risk.
That will come as a surprise to my wife. And to me.
Getting drunk: I enjoy good beer, añejo tequila, and smoky Highland (or Islay) Scotch. I do not enjoy being dizzy, wobbly, nauseous, and unable to think or speak clearly. I REALLY do not enjoy hangovers. I just don’t get the attraction.
Vinegar: It’s a cleaning product, not a food.
Beaches: I hate laying around in the sun, and too few beaches have cool shady spots.
Coffee: I think I’m the only guy in the U.S. that can’t stand the smell or taste of it.
Narcotics: After surgery, I was given some very strong narcotics, and I HATED the way they made me feel. I can’t imagine doing that to myself on purpose.
I’ll broaden these both and say, I just don’t know why people go to crowded places and stand in line on purpose. For that matter, I can’t stand the noise and lack of personal space in big cities. It’s just depressing and highly stress-inducing.
Socks. What is it about people that they already have one set of durable, sturdy foot covers in the form of their shoes, yet they insist on shrouding them further from their feet with a useless cloth prophylactic. Are their shoes going to contaminate their feet, or is it vice versa? Either way, it is a stupid and redundant practice. I do not get the love for socks.
I don’t much like socks either, but when I tried to stop wearing them, my feet smelled awful and developed some kind of boot rot. Socks are a necessary evil.
Unless I am being whooshed.
I don’t smoke pot, which makes me a bit of an outlier among my peer group. Being sober makes me better at doing stuff, and being drunk is more fun.
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Vinegar: It’s a cleaning product, not a food.
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LOL - I use it to de-lime the steamer* at work 
- That is, our big industrial food steamer for cooking mass quantities of vegetables etc. for banquets. I feel safer using vinegar instead of a toxic chemical de-limer.
The only cheesecake I like topped with fruit is the no bake cream cheese/ whipped cream mix topped with cherries. Not a true cheese cake but I can eat one in a single setting.