I’m old enough to forget everything.

Yeah, in the summers we go visit my mom’s down the shore for anywhere from a couple nights two a week, and when we get home I’m always blown away. It just is.

We’re going to have to go ahead and disagree, Toms River is, by all metrics, south Jersey. It’s south of 195 and the souls are sandy, so it’s manmade and naturally below the line.

And I’m thinking you don’t hear the accent because you’ve got it! Although, when I’ve left Jersey, I’ve been told I sound like I’m from Jersey (mainly by folks on the left coast), and I personally don’t think that’s true!

I also curse a lot, but I think I’ve slowed down in my old age.

And North Jersey is weird, that’s why central Jersey is best Jersey!

The way you folks saw words like phone and home. I realized I couldn’t exactly figure out how to spell it, but I’d committed. And I suppose I should say I’m talking about deep south, not Toms River and whatnot (although I have some cousins from Manchester where some have the accent and some don’t).

Hoagie, for example, is Hō-Gee up north, but more like Hoo-Gee down south. If you can’t hear it, perhaps you are it!

Yeah, old reddit wasn’t so politically charged, but that’s probably more a product of the times. There are some niche areas here where I can escape those discussions, and discussions that devolve into Linux circlejerks, though, and I like that.

So I live in New Jersey. There’s North Jersey, where they say cawfee, which is fine. There’s Central Jersey, where were normal. And then, there’s south Jersey, where they have a stupid accent - I need to go hoom (home) because I forgot my phoon (phone) - and they also have this weird grammatical quirk where they say “I’m done my dinner,” and just ditch the word “with.”

New Jersey is basically a postage stamp, and not a collectible edition, just a regular ass postage stamp with a piece of the american flag on it, on the envelope that is the United States, yet somehow we have three dialects, essentially. And it’s gotten a bit more homogenous over time, as things tend to (except south Jersey is still fucking weird), but there’s still plenty of people who you can tell where they’re from by how they talk.

Yeah, and the problem is the Internet isn’t even a real exposure, it sucks. I don’t know that there’s a replacement for just living around people, seeing them in stores, in your community, and just existing around them. Even the boogeyman seems less scary when you see it going about it’s day to day life. It’s hard to realize people are humans on the internet, especially because it is never a display of your mundanity, but if your quirks and the things that make you interesting.

That’s why Lemmy is great, because this place is mundane af.

Dude, come north. Jersey has it all. I get cheesesteaks. I get California cheesesteaks. We benefit from proximity to New York and Philadelphia without living in either one. And great beaches.

But when I read your first post that east coast food culture sucks, it only made sense when I realized where you lived, or where you didn’t live is probably more accurate. Diversity makes for great eats and Jersey is diverse af. And diverse diverse, people from everywhere just end up here being like “This isn’t new York. Ehh, fuck it, good enough.”

Yeah, there seems to be this idea that just because you have peaks at 14k that your mountain is 14k feet tall.

That being said, I took a very hungover drive up and through the Eisenhower Tunnel, and I could see it being a bit daunting in a truck for sure.

I generally agree, but my dishwasher will finish, I open it, and some shit is still wet. Water in concavities, the conglomeration of plastic kids shit. It just is what it is, and so sometimes dishes chill in the sink as though it’s the on deck circle, waiting for their turn at bat.

I do organize the sink when this becomes an issue. Silverware into a glass filled with water (gotta weigh it down), bowls stacked on plates, that sort of thing. When dishwasher finally emptied out, we move sink in. Rinse and repeat.

I’m just forever the optimist and so I don’t like to say never (jk I’m incredibly pessimistic).

Morale guys are huge. I remember watching the Mets a season or two ago, they had Jesse Winker, okay but replaceable on the field, but absolutely a morale boost.

Back when I was in the Marines, we had guys who were just funny. Mediocre Marines, didn’t really pull their weight, but they got away with it because they could lighten the mood when we were all about ready to snap. To me, that’s important. That being said, they were also competent enough to not get themselves or others killed, which is probably the only thing more important than being funny. If you are incompetent you get to stay home.

Canned goods in general went up, price of aluminum.

I get my tuna at Costco, they use the big cans and you can get good deals, especially if they put them on sale. When they go on sale I get two or three eight-packs at a clip. Not like they go bad.

In this vein, Ruffles Re my go-to snack. Used to wait for the 3 bags for $11 sale and stock up. Now, it’s 2 for $9.99.

Costco sells them every so often and then I’ll grab them, but that’s that.

I’m still rocking the G500 mouse, arguably the greatest mouse ever made. I am, unfortunately, down to my last one, however. I’ve legit had a G500 since 2010, when I bit the Ship of Theseus PC that I’m still using today. It’s been one hell of a ride.

I’m sorry that’s your experience, that’s insane.

Have you considered fighting fire with fire and becoming a doctor and eventually becoming their doctor and then being a bad doctor?

At least they accomplished something in the '90s. And yes, I know it went into effect in 1989, but that’s essentially the '90s!

You’re drawing your own inferences from who knows where. Cardiac psychosis can be something that could (rarely) occur in late stage CHF patients. Those folks can barely move around at that point though.

This woman did aggravate her serious medical condition, though, and I’m willing to believe she didn’t have a complete understanding of it.

I say this being in full agreement we need better healthcare in the US. But I’ve also seen people with access to great care who just didn’t give a shit about the recommendations of their doctors. People are complicated.

I don’t doubt you, I just don’t bake. Don’t wanna. And I’m fortunate enough that my wife, mother, and mother-in-law all have some baking specials, so don’t need to.

I’ve definitely heard the whole baking is a science thing, but I tend to treat cooking like that (aka I follow the recipe). So maybe I could bake. But I won’t!

And then you can hit them with Angst by Nero. And if you want you can hit them with the OG Night on Bald Mountain by Mussorgsky. And as an Easter egg, we can hit them with Haunted Chase from the DKCountry 2 soundtrack.