Wednesday, August 28, 2019
Wednesday, August 21, 2019
Who has the primary rights to leftovers in the fridge?
The main principle of Refrigeration Law regarding leftovers is Serve Primum, or First-come, First serve. This means that after a dinner, any who wish to graze on the uneaten food are welcome, with no rights of reservation.
If a child has purchased food on her/his own dime, things change: the leftovers are the property of that child until she/he eats the food, discards it, or transfers the right of eating to someone else. This is called the principle of Cibus Meus, or My Food.
But what happens when the parents purchase food in a restaurant and leftovers are taken home? As the food has been gnawed on and picked at, the person who ordered the food in the restaurant gets Cibus Meus privileges at home.
Recently the parents purchased hamburgers for the family. The daughter said she wanted to eat with the family but was ultimately unable and wished to eat the burger later. The hungry father in the morning found the hamburger unattended and ate it. Was he justified in doing so?
The judge (me) ruled that Serve Primum was appropriate because the parents purchased the burgers and no effort was made by the daughter to eat it before the hungry father found it.
Once again, you’re welcome!
Thursday, August 15, 2019
Wednesday, August 14, 2019
My daughter likes drinking kombucha, sweetened tea with s a fermented, slightly alcoholic, lightly effervescent taste. She was not trying to cop a buzz when she got carded for attempting to purchase the above product.
Only in small print on the cap would anyone know this product was for those over 21 years of age. Also, not all flavors of this brand of kombucha requires a legal age.
The checkout person made the daughter feel embarrassed for attempting to buy this product, like she was a delinquent. The next day I bought the kombucha and found the label stating that there may be more than 0.5% alcohol content. Really?
In reaction I just gave her a bottle of vodka. Problem solved! (joking)
Tuesday, August 13, 2019
I remember getting this wallet sometime in the 1990s. Obviously the picture is from later, but the style of the wallet predates the smart phone. This was the sort of wallet one stuck pictures into because no one had pocket technology to transport every photo ever taken.
The wallet also had lots of pockets and flaps and could be overstuffed like a burst sausage with currency and receipts if one chose, although in recent years I cut down my credit and membership cards to around twelve.
The old wallet held up well over the years, but because I am a fussy old man, I believed I needed an update.
I suppose the final wallet is no wallet at all, just a chip embedded in one's body. I'm always a late adapter, so until then this will do.
Sunday, August 11, 2019
We saw several bands at the zoo, the headliner being George Clinton and his massively funky ensemble.
The weather had been cloudy, but the rains came and it was hard to enjoy the music in the downpour -- still we persisted, for a while.
Here's an establishing shot from the event: