Hijack Me! Lightning round controversy

Maybe it's a Jewish thing. But I don't think our stores even carry lamb.

There are a lot of religions and factions I'm excluded from on the basis of diet.

It's a cycle of the moon thing or girl thing or menstrual thing, I don't know. Sometimes the sacrifice of a small animal is absolutely required. Maybe they're high in iron? Way high in yummy.
 
Maybe it's a Jewish thing. But I don't think our stores even carry lamb.

Oh yeah, lamb chili is totally Jewish. :rolleyes::p

I have been buying all of my meat lately from local farms, which is awesome but also expensive. So to keep costs down I'm doing a lot with the ground stuff.
 
I'm happy to be the cause of giggling, but wondering what's funny about North Face nevertheless.

Have you been in one of their stores?

I've seen teens around here wearing North Face. Never seen a North Face store but I bet it's good stuff.
 
Oh yeah, lamb chili is totally Jewish. :rolleyes::p

I have been buying all of my meat lately from local farms, which is awesome but also expensive. So to keep costs down I'm doing a lot with the ground stuff.

I have never had lamb before. Is it ground lamb much different then ground venison or beef?
 
I'm happy to be the cause of giggling, but wondering what's funny about North Face nevertheless.

Have you been in one of their stores?

Oh, I love North Face. It's not that. It's a few things. When I think North Face, it reminds me of some of the people I was friends with in California. The diehard skiing, camping, rock-climbing folks. So that makes me smile. And I don't recall you mentioning brand names very often, so it's just kind of, well, cute!

I have never had lamb before. Is it ground lamb much different then ground venison or beef?

I've never had ground venison, so I couldn't say. I think ground lamb, to me, tastes lighter than ground beef but more flavorful than ground turkey. I actually think I've lost my taste for beef. I rarely eat it anymore. We eat a lot more buffalo these days.
 
Oh, I love North Face. It's not that. It's a few things. When I think North Face, it reminds me of some of the people I was friends with in California. The diehard skiing, camping, rock-climbing folks. So that makes me smile. And I don't recall you mentioning brand names very often, so it's just kind of, well, cute!
I'm a fan of the Great Outdoors, it's true.

I wasn't brand-name-dropping, but using "North Face jacket" as shorthand hand for "jacket that keeps you warm and dry when outside on a cold wet rainy day."

If I knew WD better, I would have called him cotton candy boy in response to his question. Good-naturedly, of course! (Though I do think he's got weather issues that could be resolved.) ;)
 
I've seen teens around here wearing North Face. Never seen a North Face store but I bet it's good stuff.
They've got layers, outerwear, gear and accessories for every conceivable weather condition. Durable, easy to clean, very versatile stuff.

A lot of the North Face stores are in big malls, but some of their more basic products (fleece jackets and such) are sold in places like Macy's or Nordstrom.
 
I'm a fan of the Great Outdoors, it's true.

I wasn't brand-name-dropping, but using "North Face jacket" as shorthand hand for "jacket that keeps you warm and dry when outside on a cold wet rainy day."

If I knew WD better, I would have called him cotton candy boy in response to his question. Good-naturedly, of course! (Though I do think he's got weather issues that could be resolved.) ;)

Cold + wet + rainy = stay indoors in the South

We just don't deal all that well with that sort of thing down here, as it is not as common an occurrence as it is up there. Hell, I don't even own clothing for the sort of winters MIS got. I'm fairly cold resistant, else I would've been in trouble. That said, cold-resistant or not, ad wet/rainy into the mix and we're probably done. Cold, rainy, and windy? Yeah, I'm inside writing posts on lit about how shitty the weathe is.

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On the lamb/beef/etc posts, I had goat for the first time yesterday. It was great! We ordered in some Indian food from some curry place, and I got an order of Goat Ragon Josh (I probably misspelled that). It had a load of bones in it, and that was a bit of a hassle, but the goat was fantastic. The sauce it was in rocked too, but,wow, the goat was really the star of the meal for me.
 
Cold + wet + rainy = stay indoors in the South

We just don't deal all that well with that sort of thing down here, as it is not as common an occurrence as it is up there. Hell, I don't even own clothing for the sort of winters MIS got. I'm fairly cold resistant, else I would've been in trouble. That said, cold-resistant or not, ad wet/rainy into the mix and we're probably done. Cold, rainy, and windy? Yeah, I'm inside writing posts on lit about how shitty the weathe is.
I love rain, and can't understand people who don't. The sound, the smell. The way water drips and flows and surges. The way it washes away everything in its path, or hits an obstruction too big and splits, caressing its way around.

There's no such thing as bad weather, only inadequate clothes.

Exceptions to that rule include life-threatening conditions (thunderstorms, very high winds with trees toppling over, blizzards with zero visibility, etc.) and heat or heat/humidity combos that no amount of stripping can redress.
 
I'm a fan of the Great Outdoors, it's true.

I wasn't brand-name-dropping, but using "North Face jacket" as shorthand hand for "jacket that keeps you warm and dry when outside on a cold wet rainy day."

If I knew WD better, I would have called him cotton candy boy in response to his question. Good-naturedly, of course! (Though I do think he's got weather issues that could be resolved.) ;)

Name Dropping:

North Face - logo of Half Dome.

Gore-Tex. Mmmm. Gore-Tex.

Rockport. Don't hit the trail without 'em.

I come from a pretty hard core camper family. How hard core? My mom put together down sleeping bags, vests and parkas on her sewing machine.

When I was 11 I took survival training. I was the only kid. The other participants were from the Navy SEALs because it was required.

This being the case, I CAN survive in the wild, know how to get my own water, gather my own food, build a shelter, tie up food away from bears, etc...

But I prefer not to.
 
I love rain, and can't understand people who don't. The sound, the smell. The way water drips and flows and surges. The way it washes away everything in its path, or hits an obstruction too big and splits, caressing its way around.

There's no such thing as bad weather, only inadequate clothes.

Exceptions to that rule include life-threatening conditions (thunderstorms, very high winds with trees toppling over, blizzards with zero visibility, etc.) and heat or heat/humidity combos that no amount of stripping can redress.

You just don't need a lot here in terms of cold weather unless you are a hunter and get up at 5am. The average high in January is 50. That's comfortable jogging weather. Most of our storms in the Fall and Winter are from cold fronts. Over and done with in an hour. Why go out in the rain when you can just wait it out? Plus we're a little spoiled. From tomorrow until probably close to October I'll be in shorts if I'm doing anything outside.
 
You just don't need a lot here in terms of cold weather unless you are a hunter and get up at 5am. The average high in January is 50. That's comfortable jogging weather. Most of our storms in the Fall and Winter are from cold fronts. Over and done with in an hour. Why go out in the rain when you can just wait it out? Plus we're a little spoiled. From tomorrow until probably close to October I'll be in shorts if I'm doing anything outside.

This why, right here. I don't own cold weather gear. Don't need it. Why spend a bunch of money on Gore-Tex and North Face when it just doesn't get that cold or nasty. And, as WD says, the weather won't stay this way for months at a time. Heck, I've been outside in shorts and no shirt in February. It's rare, but it happens more often than you would think.

Actually, every weekday morning I drive my son to the bus stop. He goes to a school that it outside our normal area, so his bus stop is a little ways away. I am not a morning person, and work from home, so I drag my butt out of bed literally minutes prior to taking him to the bus stop. I usually grab a pair of shorts, toss on a shirt, slide into my flip-flops, and put on a fleece shell. That's it. That's all I need. Oh, I put on a hat. Shaved head plus cold air is no fun. There has been maaaybe two weeks total this winter where I've thought that maybe I should've put on shoes and long pants for the walk to the car and back. Maybe.

And, aside from trips to New York, I've scraped the snow/ice/frost off my windows twice this year.

Some people like inclement weather. I don't get it personally, but I understand it. This flip side of this idea is LA, where the weather is the same constantly. That would bore me to death. I don't need the sort of weather you all get, but I do like some variation. Our rain, winds, and occasional snow is fine by me. Season with the odd hurricane and I have enough weather-related excitement.
 
Name Dropping:

North Face - logo of Half Dome.

Gore-Tex. Mmmm. Gore-Tex.

Rockport. Don't hit the trail without 'em.

I come from a pretty hard core camper family. How hard core? My mom put together down sleeping bags, vests and parkas on her sewing machine.

When I was 11 I took survival training. I was the only kid. The other participants were from the Navy SEALs because it was required.

This being the case, I CAN survive in the wild, know how to get my own water, gather my own food, build a shelter, tie up food away from bears, etc...

But I prefer not to.
Your mom sounds amazing. Mine is wonderful in many ways, but she never really got the weather thing.

Whenever she'd cluck about me heading out to play in the mud and the rain, my dad would say: "Let him be. Boy's not made of cotton candy."
 
You just don't need a lot here in terms of cold weather unless you are a hunter and get up at 5am. The average high in January is 50. That's comfortable jogging weather. Most of our storms in the Fall and Winter are from cold fronts. Over and done with in an hour. Why go out in the rain when you can just wait it out? Plus we're a little spoiled. From tomorrow until probably close to October I'll be in shorts if I'm doing anything outside.
Because the world looks, smells, sounds, and feels totally different when it's raining, and variety is the spice, as they say.

Not trying to be missionary about this, just giving my answer to your question.

I am chuckling now, though, wondering - what was the temperature when you typed out Saturday's question?
So what do you do on a cold wet rainy day when sex isn't a likely option?
What passes for "cold" down there?
 
Your mom sounds amazing. Mine is wonderful in many ways, but she never really got the weather thing.

Whenever she'd cluck about me heading out to play in the mud and the rain, my dad would say: "Let him be. Boy's not made of cotton candy."

My dad built our house and was determined to be self sufficient. As such I never experienced air conditioning or central heating until I moved away.

Damned if I'm ever going without it by choice.

Ironically he was a computer programmer for IBM, but in his heart of hearts wanted to be Grizzly Addams. My mom was a transplanted southern belle who went along with it because she loved him and she had seamstress skills. Now their home has been redone to palace standards and although there's still the wood stove as a fixture, there's also every other possible modern convenience.

We didn't just go outside to rough it, inside was rough too. Very few electronics other than clocks, wood stove heated home, raised chickens, raised vegetable gardens...chopped wood for the wood stove.

I'm grateful for all the skills I learned, but my parents took it way too far.

It's charming as a vacation, but I had too much of it enforced. Although I CAN do all this stuff...I'd rather not. Progress is a good thing. I have no need to know whether or not I can rely on myself, but all in all I get little satisfaction from it.

Any vacation I want to go on now is Club Med sorta themed.

But we're all going up to Denali National Park this year for my father's 80th birthday. He's still Grizzy Addams at heart.
 
My dad built our house and was determined to be self sufficient. As such I never experienced air conditioning or central heating until I moved away.

Damned if I'm ever going without it by choice.

Ironically he was a computer programmer for IBM, but in his heart of hearts wanted to be Grizzly Addams. My mom was a transplanted southern belle who went along with it because she loved him and she had seamstress skills. Now their home has been redone to palace standards and although there's still the wood stove as a fixture, there's also every other possible modern convenience.

We didn't just go outside to rough it, inside was rough too. Very few electronics other than clocks, wood stove heated home, raised chickens, raised vegetable gardens...chopped wood for the wood stove.

I'm grateful for all the skills I learned, but my parents took it way too far.

It's charming as a vacation, but I had too much of it enforced. Although I CAN do all this stuff...I'd rather not. Progress is a good thing. I have no need to know whether or not I can rely on myself, but all in all I get little satisfaction from it.

Any vacation I want to go on now is Club Med sorta themed.

But we're all going up to Denali National Park this year for my father's 80th birthday. He's still Grizzy Addams at heart.
Holy shit! They did all that in Jersey?
 
Holy shit! They did all that in Jersey?

YES.

So I grew up essentially without TV, sugar, heating, cooling or self pity.

I acquired the self pity and taste for all of those things later.

Anyway, it's one thing to do this stuff as a vacation. It's entirely another thing to live it 24/7. I do very much love my country, Her splendor, the grandeur of nature...

But it staying outside is just fine with me. I've spent enough wet, cold days in tents bored to all hell.

I deeply appreciate the ability to heat, cool, feed and entertain myself at will.

Although I'm a real snob on the subject and shows like "Survivorman" make me irritable. Amateur.
 
Because the world looks, smells, sounds, and feels totally different when it's raining, and variety is the spice, as they say.

Not trying to be missionary about this, just giving my answer to your question.

I am chuckling now, though, wondering - what was the temperature when you typed out Saturday's question?What passes for "cold" down there?

18 is pretty cold. We hit that twice this year. 41 and raining. I got nine miles out once on my bike and got caught in a 20 minute downpour. It was fun. You quickly reach a point where you just can't get any wetter so just enjoy it. It was warm though.
 
There's no such thing as bad weather, only inadequate clothes.

Very often used saying here in Sweden. Though of course we say:

"det finns inga dåliga väder,
bara dåliga kläder"

so it actually rhymes to make it even more wholesome, lol. :rolleyes:

And when you have kids in daycare you truly learn what adequate clothes mean. For rain, for snow, for wind and everything between.
 
My mom was a transplanted southern belle who went along with it because she loved him and she had seamstress skills. Now their home has been redone to palace standards and although there's still the wood stove as a fixture, there's also every other possible modern convenience.

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She must have loved him a lot. To convince a GRITS to move into a Jersey tent. Ever thought about writing a book about your upbringing?
 
She must have loved him a lot. To convince a GRITS to move into a Jersey tent. Ever thought about writing a book about your upbringing?

It'd be an awesome book.

But my family are very private, dignified people. I wouldn't consider writing it until they're all dead, and then I'd have to be more respectful than I am, and it'd come out all wrong.

My Southern family thought my dad worked her like a mule.

But he's just so insanely smart, kind and charming, they couldn't blame her.

Although now she's getting sorta senile, rich, and blaming him herself. But then she goes and buys something. There were always two zones of the house. Mommy zone and daddy zone.

Mommy zone was immaculate, proper and dignified. Daddy zone was hazardous and always had some form of chocolate, alcohol or tobacco hidden.
 
I'm a fan of the Great Outdoors, it's true.

I wasn't brand-name-dropping, but using "North Face jacket" as shorthand for "jacket that keeps you warm and dry when outside on a cold wet rainy day."

If I knew WD better, I would have called him cotton candy boy in response to his question. Good-naturedly, of course! (Though I do think he's got weather issues that could be resolved.) ;)

Cotton candy boy...sounds yummy. :eek:

Name Dropping:

North Face - logo of Half Dome.

Gore-Tex. Mmmm. Gore-Tex.

Rockport. Don't hit the trail without 'em.

I come from a pretty hard core camper family. How hard core? My mom put together down sleeping bags, vests and parkas on her sewing machine.

When I was 11 I took survival training. I was the only kid. The other participants were from the Navy SEALs because it was required.

This being the case, I CAN survive in the wild, know how to get my own water, gather my own food, build a shelter, tie up food away from bears, etc...

But I prefer not to.

That's hawt.
 
That's hawt.

It wasn't hawt at the time. Cold.

And our instructor led us to the top of a mountaintop, taught us snow pack arrest techniques, and then said "I'm leaving, find your way down."

Our team fractured into different groups wanting to go different ways and my partner (a SEAL) hoisted me up on a rock and handed me half a salami and said "Eat that if you need to. Slowly."
 
It wasn't hawt at the time. Cold.

And our instructor led us to the top of a mountaintop, taught us snow pack arrest techniques, and then said "I'm leaving, find your way down."

Our team fractured into different groups wanting to go different ways and my partner (a SEAL) hoisted me up on a rock and handed me half a salami and said "Eat that if you need to. Slowly."

Daaaamn.

I, um, like hiking. :confused::eek:

(in other words - itw = lightweight :( )
 
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