Aaaaahhhh. In that case, I should have asked sooner: I was in California for about nine days back in May. :)
Knoxville, Tennessee.
Edit: Um... or did you mean, the type of area in which I live? Suburbs, mostly chain stores, except for the one privately-owned one. Near a college / city. There are some "organic" stores, and also a few farmer's markets.
How does one buy groceries?
The methods my parents used were very mysterious to me, and usually built a collection of edibles that were either filling or tasty or both. I don't understand how they were choosing, but I know it wasn't following any sort of plan other than their own tastes or simplicity of preparation, or cheapness. I'm not too into my food, so I was useless when asked what I would like. I also extremely dislike being in grocery stores or meandering in any store at all, so if I was sent out for groceries I would request a list that I could blindly follow. I would also be back... (read more)
There wouldn't happen to be anything that's sort of the opposite of this, would there? Screwing up often but sporadically, not due to inherent inability but because of simple inexpertise, making you say "I'm bad at this" more often?
King Kai: It’s…. It’s over.
Yamcha: What?
King Kai: Goku could not escape the explosion. Namek is gone, and so is he.
Yamcha: No. Goku no. NOOOOOOOOO! [Cries]
Tien: Why do you care?
Yamcha: Ah, wha?
Tien: Why do any of you care? Are you forgetting the whole reason they went to Namek in the first place? Now we have two sets of Dragon Balls.
Yamcha: Well…. yeah but you make it sound like death has no consequence.
Tien: It really doesn’t. We’re literally waiting to go back. Hell, this is Chiaotzu’s second time.
Chiaotzu: Next time I get a free sundae!
Yamcha: Huh.
King Kai: Huh.
Tien: Yeah.
DBZ Abridged on the lack of consequence concerning death in the series. Tien's supposed to be... (read more)
My word, I do it too, and I never realized!
I hated it when it was done to me in my youth, and I still hate it when it's done to me now. In fact, most repetitious and nagging patterns of speech make me shut up like a clam. I'm hardly as loquacious in person as I can be through text.
Except... I teach piano and guitar to children. And, in my teaching of habits of practice, I tend to repeat myself maybe a bit too much. I'm really trying to improve.
And also... hehe... I noticed myself introducing rationality techniques. ^_^; How to analyze and target your confusion and lack of understanding whilst reading new music that contain hitherto unseen musical notations or phrases. That's how I'm used to learning.
I used to do step-by-step instructions and those XKCD diagrams (all of which were promptly torn down for being "dern confusicating", but I'll try all that. Thanks.
When I was a kid, removing my niggling and nagging choices, distractions, and petty inabilites sounded grand. It kinda backfired at first because I started over-planning the details of my daily activities, like ya do. And anything I actually took an interest in, to quell my confusion and streamline my time, drew people towards me for my arcane skills.
Is there any honor in hiding your abilities (when it's not your job) so people don't ask for help with simple stuff?
I was... uh... the family IT guy. My dad still needs the computer's power button pointed out to him.
Usually I try to give similar answers that halt the line of conversation.
"I've never cared for sports, I shouldn't play for health reasons, it's not interesting to me, I don't understand the point, I've got other things to do, my dog was killed by a rogue football and I've never been the same since that fateful day", etc.
I've never actually answered "No" to the question "Why not?!", but I feel as though I should try, now...
So, I've never really let it progress beyond that point. As a kid, I did that with both religion and politics, by giving noncommittal answers.
Hello. I need a bit of advice, and I'm not quite sure where to put this.
Ummm, well, here's the deal. I have a friend, my age, who recently prematurely ended his Mormon missionary trip (from Knoxville, TN to... uh... Eastern California?) for his own reasons, and has asked for my help. Seeing as this person is like a brother to me (the two of us have known each other for all of our twenty years), he has asked me for advice on living accommodations, as he does not want to return to his parent's home. I'm not even sure they would let him, as they were very serious about his mission.
He's perfectly welcome... (read more)
Yeah, I'm still figuring out what I want....
Uuuuuummm... admittedly, I often don't pay attention, unless it's at a restaurant, but even then I'll probably just get the standard burger, because I don't like to spend much time going over a menu. I tend to eat the same meals over and over, usually never for pleasure. Some style of eggs in the morning, maybe a bit of this granola / peanut butter mix the parents buy. and I just sort of stare into the fridge for lunch, or give up and go for fast food. I think I've been eating too much fast food. Eventually the three of us will come to some... (read more)