I always heard 165 too, but I looked at the chart on the meat thermometer and it said 155 for breast. I tried it out and it’s much juicer.

Yes. Especially for chicken breasts. It’s easy enough to know for sure they’re done, but they’re much easier to eat as soon as they hit 155F. My immune system has never questioned my chicken, but my taste buds are very thankful for the meat thermometer.

100% agree and it cleans up easier than regular syrupy soda.

I’ve had similar thoughts. Maybe not a rotation, but a compulsory period of service following high school that where people can select from a variety of public service assignments.

I haven’t really listened to Orville Peck much. I heard about him a few years ago, but I recall getting too much Roy Orbison vibes for my taste. I really respect his commitment to the style though. I’m going to put him on today and give it another go.

It seems you’re liking a lot of songs that are fusions of modern pop and country music. I don’t have anything else to recommend in this vein, but this year I’ve gotten into some country fusion groups that blend genres you wouldn’t expect. You might check these out:

Charley Crockett - Country underpinned by blues, jazz, and funk. I highly recommend the album In The Night.

Rattlesnake Milk - country music meets surf rock.

Paul Cauthen - country music meets gospel, funk, and at times electronic. I’ve really enjoyed his recent album Black on Black and I’d recommend the title track or “Hot Damn” but don’t miss out on older songs like “Cocaine Country Dancing” and “Holy Ghost Fire”

A while back I stumbled upon a YouTube channel called Desert Drifter. He hikes through the desert and showcases ancient cliff dwellings and other structures. It’s oddly captivating.

We are all mammal people on this blessed day.

I thought the god chose the person who had suffered more of the gods torture.

I drive a newer Tacoma. It looks like a little baby next to full-sized pickups, but it’s a giant if I pull up next to an older Tacoma at a traffic light.

A few years ago, I started a sentence in my class with “When I was born”. A student instantly chimed in and said “What in the 19’s?” And I thought in my head, of course you idiot, everybody is born in the 19’s. It still haunts me.

Is this by any chance inspired by the recent Technology Connections video? As a homeowner with a brutal western exposure, I’m in the same boat.

I used this system more than I care to admit and never had significant problems with it. My biggest issue was when trying to modify an existing item on the ticket.

I bought a 25 foot leash when training my dog. I’ll never catch him if he doesn’t want me to, but I can get within 25 feet of him.

Something something latent heat.

Unfortunately, a corn stalk can only get you so far.

Even beyond that, I think this sentiment is easy to get into from the comfort of climate controlled, weatherproof structures, with abundant food that doesn’t require months of forethought and planning to farm or energy expenditure to hunt or gather. I’d love to chuck up materialism and peer pressure, but I’m firmly attached to the various infrastructures that make my life so comfortable.