Random thing you love right now that doesn't deserve its own thread

My son turned on and unlocked our iPad this morning all on his own so that he could play a game. My wife has been working with him for quite awhile to be able to do that, and it's amazing to hear that it's paying off.

ClockworkHouse wrote:

My son turned on and unlocked our iPad this morning all on his own so that he could play a game. My wife has been working with him for quite awhile to be able to do that, and it's amazing to hear that it's paying off. :)

It doesn't count if you outsource pile reduction like that!

Seriously though, every win is a good one.

ClockworkHouse wrote:

My son turned on and unlocked our iPad this morning all on his own so that he could play a game. My wife has been working with him for quite awhile to be able to do that, and it's amazing to hear that it's paying off. :)

Nice move. The rest of his childhood will be you getting him to turn it off to do chores.

Maq wrote:

We got approval on the flat. Come 1st of January I'm a Swedish resident =)

You'll miss us when you're gone....wait, you're currently in London ? Ok, so you won't

Just had some delicious Chinese food for dinner, got myself a finger of bourbon, and I'm ready to relax for the next few days.

Garage door openers that work.

Yellek wrote:

Garage door openers that work.

And whiskers on kittens?

Yellek wrote:

Garage door openers that work.

One word that I mentioned before, zip-line.

SallyNasty wrote:
Yellek wrote:

Garage door openers that work.

And whiskers on kittens?

yes, those too!

cartoonin99 wrote:

One word that I mentioned before, zip-line. :)

That idea is still under consideration.

I love blue satin sashes, myself.

I don't love snowflakes that go up my nose or freeze my eyelashes.

Also, I think the post office frowns on brown paper packages tied up with strings. They get tangled in the postal equipment.

Strangeblades wrote:
Mimble wrote:
Gravey wrote:

Just catching up on this thread: congrats, StrangeBlades! Welcome to BC :drink:

Also playing catch up; congrats, SB! Sounds like you got a pretty sweet offer!

If you're ever coming up to North Vancouver, PM me and we'll go ride up the side of a mountain or something and then drink a beer! :D

When I starting posting here when i'm in BC just remind me.

Will do!

Thing I love today: I just got my Deep Cove SUP season's pass! This year I am going to do the race clinics and get good enough to actually race.

The sound of the fridge compressor kicking in after you spent all night defrosting the fridge and crossing your fingers in hope that it would work. When I started it up this morning I thought it was dead, because it started on defrost mode and did not kick in the compressor. half hour later, YAY!.

Mom's home from the hospital. But they have no idea what caused the problem or how likely it is to recur.

Christmas with my parents

On Christmas Day I gave my father, amongst other things, a modern 'reinvented' watering can. Dad tends to collect rainwater in old buckets, etc for future use. The can I found had a more open design and a flat area that catches rain and feeds it into the can. As a bonus there is a 'frog ladder' built in to it (basically an area with enough traction for frogs to climb out of the can.) He admired it for a while and then asked, "What's a frog ladder?" I explained. He looked sceptical. "I don't think that's necessary," He said.
"It's just there on the off chance that a frog should fall in. It's really just an extra feature for the label."
"I've been using watering cans for over 60 years and I've never found a frog in one."
"The watering can could be near a rockery. One could hop in from a rock." Dad didn't look convinced. I went on to construct elaborate scenarios that could lead to a frog landing in the watering can including the existence of a hither to undiscovered European species of tree frog. "We'll any way I'll give it a go." he said. He laughed when I added, "Let me know how many frogs you catch."

Last night Mum was stuck for what to do for tea. She's a fantastic cook but we were kind of between meals with odds and ends that needed using up. There were some uncooked slices off a huge pork joint and some old mashed potato. We minced the pork and Mum made the potato into potato cakes. Frying the pork in a pan with onions we looked for something to add to it. Mum found an old, one third full jar of sweet chilli stir fry sauce that had been in the fridge for months and tipped that in. "I've been watching episodes of Nigel Slater back to back," she said by way of explanation. "You probably shouldn't do that before cooking tea," I suggested. I remembered we had one stray chilli in the veg drawer. I chopped that up and put it in. While with the vegetables I saw we had a ton of carrots. "I'll grate some carrots." I though we could warm them and have them as a third item on the plate. After grating four carrots I had a huge mound of orange. Heating them on their own suddenly seemed a bad idea and the pork mince still looked a bit pathetic. "I'm going to put some carrot in with the pork." Mum agreed "We're experimenting," she said. I put a little in and then, seeing how it looked ok, I added the rest. We then threw in half a tin of tomatoes, to add some liquid, and added some 'mixed herbs for meat' from a jar.

When we sat down at the table it was smelling and looking good, "We're calling it: Pork and carrot chilli with potato cakes," I said. It was rather good. I'll definitely cook it again. I may even share the story with Nigel Slater.

I love the crazy crap that I see at my job.

Two nights ago there was an Oscar-worthy performance by a well-known drug-seeker. It began quietly and built to a truly impressive crescendo. This girl really put her heart and soul into the pathetic shrieks and writhing. I thought that the arched-back Exorcist-style vomiting was a bit much, but overall it was a grade-A effort. I hope that the ibuprofen was worth it.

Yesterday there was a girl who was serenading us at the top of her lungs. Surprisingly, she actually had a lovely voice. I thought about requesting a couple of my favourite musical numbers, but she had a bad habit of degenerating into animalistic howling while throwing things at people about halfway into a song. It really ruined 'Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star'. Alas, an ill-advised sprint through the ED scaring the waiting patients earned her a dose of Vitamin-H, and the singing was left to the drunk guy three rooms down.

I'm barely lurking a few threads right now, so maybe there's some huge thread I'm missing.
I happened to notice my own account page saying "Member for 9 years, 26 weeks" and I joined the site when it was 6 months old.

I looked at Certis:
9 years 51 weeks

Elysium:
9 years 51 weeks

and first normal member I could find (changing /user/number to /user/7) who I knew

Gaald:
9 years 50 weeks

10 years, just around the tiniest corner ever.

(Should this get its own thread? Reminiscences?)

Roo wrote:

I'm barely lurking a few threads right now, so maybe there's some huge thread I'm missing.
I happened to notice my own account page saying "Member for 9 years, 26 weeks" and I joined the site when it was 6 months old.

I looked at Certis:
9 years 51 weeks

Elysium:
9 years 51 weeks

and first normal member I could find (changing /user/number to /user/7) who I knew

Gaald:
9 years 50 weeks

10 years, just around the tiniest corner ever.

(Should this get its own thread? Reminiscences?)

I believe this was actually discussed in a thread fairly recently, but I don't remember which one. I think Certis actually said who the oldest still active poster is.

Roo wrote:

I happened to notice my own account page saying "Member for 9 years, 26 weeks" and I joined the site when it was 6 months old.

I looked at Certis:
9 years 51 weeks

Elysium:
9 years 51 weeks

and first normal member I could find (changing /user/number to /user/7) who I knew

Gaald:
9 years 50 weeks

Sheesh, I feel like such a newbie.

SixteenBlue wrote:

I believe this was actually discussed in a thread fairly recently, but I don't remember which one. I think Certis actually said who the oldest still active poster is.

Rabbit.

Ba-dum tish!

/tip your waitress

Coldstream wrote:
Roo wrote:

I happened to notice my own account page saying "Member for 9 years, 26 weeks" and I joined the site when it was 6 months old.

I looked at Certis:
9 years 51 weeks

Elysium:
9 years 51 weeks

and first normal member I could find (changing /user/number to /user/7) who I knew

Gaald:
9 years 50 weeks

Sheesh, I feel like such a newbie. :P

Gaald ain't normal.

Yeah that's right, the oldest registered "normal" is Mex.

Hehe, Mex is DEFINITELY not normal.

Higgledy wrote:

Christmas with my parents

On Christmas Day I gave my father, amongst other things, a modern 'reinvented' watering can. Dad tends to collect rainwater in old buckets, etc for future use. The can I found had a more open design and a flat area that catches rain and feeds it into the can. As a bonus there is a 'frog ladder' built in to it (basically an area with enough traction for frogs to climb out of the can.) He admired it for a while and then asked, "What's a frog ladder?" I explained. He looked sceptical. "I don't think that's necessary," He said.
"It's just there on the off chance that a frog should fall in. It's really just an extra feature for the label."
"I've been using watering cans for over 60 years and I've never found a frog in one."
"The watering can could be near a rockery. One could hop in from a rock." Dad didn't look convinced. I went on to construct elaborate scenarios that could lead to a frog landing in the watering can including the existence of a hither to undiscovered European species of tree frog. "We'll any way I'll give it a go." he said. He laughed when I added, "Let me know how many frogs you catch."

Last night Mum was stuck for what to do for tea. She's a fantastic cook but we were kind of between meals with odds and ends that needed using up. There were some uncooked slices off a huge pork joint and some old mashed potato. We minced the pork and Mum made the potato into potato cakes. Frying the pork in a pan with onions we looked for something to add to it. Mum found an old, one third full jar of sweet chilli stir fry sauce that had been in the fridge for months and tipped that in. "I've been watching episodes of Nigel Slater back to back," she said by way of explanation. "You probably shouldn't do that before cooking tea," I suggested. I remembered we had one stray chilli in the veg drawer. I chopped that up and put it in. While with the vegetables I saw we had a ton of carrots. "I'll grate some carrots." I though we could warm them and have them as a third item on the plate. After grating four carrots I had a huge mound of orange. Heating them on their own suddenly seemed a bad idea and the pork mince still looked a bit pathetic. "I'm going to put some carrot in with the pork." Mum agreed "We're experimenting," she said. I put a little in and then, seeing how it looked ok, I added the rest. We then threw in half a tin of tomatoes, to add some liquid, and added some 'mixed herbs for meat' from a jar.

When we sat down at the table it was smelling and looking good, "We're calling it: Pork and carrot chilli with potato cakes," I said. It was rather good. I'll definitely cook it again. I may even share the story with Nigel Slater.

Good story but it definitely should have ended with a frog in the bucket

karmajay wrote:
Higgledy wrote:

Christmas with my parents

On Christmas Day I gave my father, amongst other things, a modern 'reinvented' watering can. Dad tends to collect rainwater in old buckets, etc for future use. The can I found had a more open design and a flat area that catches rain and feeds it into the can. As a bonus there is a 'frog ladder' built in to it (basically an area with enough traction for frogs to climb out of the can.) He admired it for a while and then asked, "What's a frog ladder?" I explained. He looked sceptical. "I don't think that's necessary," He said.
"It's just there on the off chance that a frog should fall in. It's really just an extra feature for the label."
"I've been using watering cans for over 60 years and I've never found a frog in one."
"The watering can could be near a rockery. One could hop in from a rock." Dad didn't look convinced. I went on to construct elaborate scenarios that could lead to a frog landing in the watering can including the existence of a hither to undiscovered European species of tree frog. "We'll any way I'll give it a go." he said. He laughed when I added, "Let me know how many frogs you catch."

Last night Mum was stuck for what to do for tea. She's a fantastic cook but we were kind of between meals with odds and ends that needed using up. There were some uncooked slices off a huge pork joint and some old mashed potato. We minced the pork and Mum made the potato into potato cakes. Frying the pork in a pan with onions we looked for something to add to it. Mum found an old, one third full jar of sweet chilli stir fry sauce that had been in the fridge for months and tipped that in. "I've been watching episodes of Nigel Slater back to back," she said by way of explanation. "You probably shouldn't do that before cooking tea," I suggested. I remembered we had one stray chilli in the veg drawer. I chopped that up and put it in. While with the vegetables I saw we had a ton of carrots. "I'll grate some carrots." I though we could warm them and have them as a third item on the plate. After grating four carrots I had a huge mound of orange. Heating them on their own suddenly seemed a bad idea and the pork mince still looked a bit pathetic. "I'm going to put some carrot in with the pork." Mum agreed "We're experimenting," she said. I put a little in and then, seeing how it looked ok, I added the rest. We then threw in half a tin of tomatoes, to add some liquid, and added some 'mixed herbs for meat' from a jar.

When we sat down at the table it was smelling and looking good, "We're calling it: Pork and carrot chilli with potato cakes," I said. It was rather good. I'll definitely cook it again. I may even share the story with Nigel Slater.

Good story but it definitely should have ended with a frog in the bucket ;)

Or in the Pork and Carrot Chili.

Quintin_Stone wrote:

Hehe, Mex is DEFINITELY not normal. :D

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fleabagmatt wrote:
karmajay wrote:
Higgledy wrote:

Christmas with my parents

On Christmas Day I gave my father, amongst other things, a modern 'reinvented' watering can. Dad tends to collect rainwater in old buckets, etc for future use. The can I found had a more open design and a flat area that catches rain and feeds it into the can. As a bonus there is a 'frog ladder' built in to it (basically an area with enough traction for frogs to climb out of the can.) He admired it for a while and then asked, "What's a frog ladder?" I explained. He looked sceptical. "I don't think that's necessary," He said.
"It's just there on the off chance that a frog should fall in. It's really just an extra feature for the label."
"I've been using watering cans for over 60 years and I've never found a frog in one."
"The watering can could be near a rockery. One could hop in from a rock." Dad didn't look convinced. I went on to construct elaborate scenarios that could lead to a frog landing in the watering can including the existence of a hither to undiscovered European species of tree frog. "We'll any way I'll give it a go." he said. He laughed when I added, "Let me know how many frogs you catch."

Last night Mum was stuck for what to do for tea. She's a fantastic cook but we were kind of between meals with odds and ends that needed using up. There were some uncooked slices off a huge pork joint and some old mashed potato. We minced the pork and Mum made the potato into potato cakes. Frying the pork in a pan with onions we looked for something to add to it. Mum found an old, one third full jar of sweet chilli stir fry sauce that had been in the fridge for months and tipped that in. "I've been watching episodes of Nigel Slater back to back," she said by way of explanation. "You probably shouldn't do that before cooking tea," I suggested. I remembered we had one stray chilli in the veg drawer. I chopped that up and put it in. While with the vegetables I saw we had a ton of carrots. "I'll grate some carrots." I though we could warm them and have them as a third item on the plate. After grating four carrots I had a huge mound of orange. Heating them on their own suddenly seemed a bad idea and the pork mince still looked a bit pathetic. "I'm going to put some carrot in with the pork." Mum agreed "We're experimenting," she said. I put a little in and then, seeing how it looked ok, I added the rest. We then threw in half a tin of tomatoes, to add some liquid, and added some 'mixed herbs for meat' from a jar.

When we sat down at the table it was smelling and looking good, "We're calling it: Pork and carrot chilli with potato cakes," I said. It was rather good. I'll definitely cook it again. I may even share the story with Nigel Slater.

Good story but it definitely should have ended with a frog in the bucket ;)

Or in the Pork and Carrot Chili.

Yeah, I kept expecting to see a frog turn up somewhere

soonerjudd wrote:
fleabagmatt wrote:
karmajay wrote:
Higgledy wrote:

Christmas with my parents...

Good story but it definitely should have ended with a frog in the bucket ;)

Or in the Pork and Carrot Chili.

Yeah, I kept expecting to see a frog turn up somewhere :)

You've just given me an idea for tomorrow's lunch

Higgledy wrote:

Christmas with my parents

Says something about my relationship w/ my family when I read this and immemorially assumed I was in the lothe thread. I was very confused because both stories sounded like such good times.

We got some very nice praise for the podcast. And I've noticed that the show has an explicit rating on itunes, using the same black & white label warning that was on rap albums I bought as a kid.