Oh So Boring…

So, this afternoon I was looking at a bottle of fuel additive and the instructions confused me. What it said was to only pour the additive into a nearly-empty tank and then fill it up.

My confusion is…why? Why couldn’t I just pour it into a half-filled tank and then fill the tank? It’s still one bottle of additive in one full tank.

My first thought is that maybe the additive isn’t very miscible, so it needs the physical action of the fueling to help mix? But, really, a fuel additive that isn’t miscible in fuel?

I suppose the real answer is that some yahoo had some overfilled gas tank and then added a bunch of flammable hydrocarbons to it and boom or something.

I dunno. Just irked me. Feel like they could just put “add to one full tank of gas”. But, well, we are the culture that came up with “Careful: Contents Are Hot” on a cup of coffee and all.

Saturday has been a busy day…well, busy by my lazy standards.  This morning I went to have my blood let and got a sweet button and pin proclaiming that. I then went to my local library‘s “Friends of” semi-annual booksale.

But the main event: cookie making! Specifically, a recipe my grandma used to make back in the day for Christmas. There is a Don Rockwell picnic tomorrow and this is my contribution. Now, to the picto-recipe after the cut!

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Sometimes, when I’m alone in my apartment…

Okay, that’s redundant.

Sometimes, when I’m in my apartment…

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…I make car noises as I walk around.

Vroooooom! as I move forward.

Vreeeewww! as I turn a corner.

Skreeeeee! as I stop.

Sometimes I sound like an F1 car, sometimes a Cup car, sometimes a World Rally Car.

Yup.

See what you are missing, ladies?!

Yours in you know you do it too,

Matt