My wife accuses me of being a picky eater, but I don’t think I am; I try to avoid eating mammals as much as possible (but if I’m at a party and that’s what’s being served or if there’s leftover that will just go in the trash, it’s fair game) and don’t like anything with ricotta cheese in it. I’m also a bit weary of mozzarella unless it’s cold or on pizza. That’s about it tho. She’s a pescatarian, but doesn’t like fish(so really just shrimp and plant based proteins provided they don’t taste like meat) and is watching her cholesterol, so trying to avoid foods that are high in saturated fat. That generally narrows down our food choices on its own, so when she asks me what I want for a meal, I try to take that into consideration first and then try to figure out what I’m in the mood for out of what’s left, so I guess that makes it seem like I’m the picky one.

I’ve noticed this too, everyone is on their phone now and not paying attention, then they get mad when you are forced to pass them on the right or honk at them at the light. Everyone has their heads up their asses now.

It was a line from Daddy’s Home.

“And I love my Ford Flex. It treats me to a smooth ride, and you know what? It didn’t break the bank. Room enough for the whole family.”