When we hear Antarctica, we probably think of igloos

umm... I hope not. Maybe people think this? Since the Antarctic is not populated (except for research stations) igloos are definitely the wrong polar region, and would only be found in the Arctic.
Same with polar bears. Polar bears = arctic. Penguins = antarctic.

The terraced pools... well, you may not be able to see those exact ones any longer, but there are others that look strikingly similar to that pic. The Pamukkale Thermal Pools in Turkey, as well as the Baishuitai in Yunnan, China.

When going south to Antarctica, about 70% of the people on board the expedition ship I was on were not to be seen. Either in bed with sea sickness, or talking to Ralph on the porcelain phone. Thankfully it didn't impact me, so there were some fellow loco passengers who went to the front of the ship, yet stayed indoors, and watched the absolute bonkersness of going up and down humungous waves and having them just completely engulf the entire front of the ship.
On my sailing back north, the Drake was like glass.
Good times! Highly recommend going to Antarctica. Head to Ushuaia and book a last minute departure on a ship that still has space.

To each their own. Personally, if it's an expensive cut, putting anything on it is wasting the natural flavour. I love A1, HP, whatever steak sauce. I'll add garlic, pepper, salt, steak spice mix... whatever I'm in the mood for and want.... on a cheap cut.
The thing about all of those (well, besides salt I guess) is that they aren't flavour enhancers. They're the opposite. Those flavours of the additional additives may compliment the steak, but simply by being there, and having their own flavour, they inherently have to take away from the 100% steak flavour. It becomes a mixed/shared flavour. And why would you pay for a premium cut to do that?
I had this very argument once with somebody who was adamant about dousing fillet mignons with pepper before cooking them. I simply asked them to leave mine non-spiced, and they were shook. Just couldn't understand my reasoning.
Now, if I'm a host, and buy expensive cuts, and guests want to sauce them up... okay. But one time only. The next time they come over they're getting hot dogs.

Woah. Honey for babies = (potentially) bad. Who knew?

My ring finger is way longer than my index finger. Like a good 6-7mm longer (1/4"-5/16"). As a non-a-hole psychopath*, this seems weirdly accurate in pinpointing behavioural traits for it pertaining to the length of one finger compared to another. *Just because I don't have feelings in the way others do, doesn't mean I can't/don't recognize acceptable behavioural and emotional norms and act within them.

Doesn't really look like it'd get much distance. 1 star.
Reminds me of the Safe Baby Handling Tips.

Starship Troopers at 11 makes me happy.

Come on you apes, you wanna live forever?

No Riddick though. Could be craptacular but a personal guilty pleasure series.

Amazon also has a returns/cheaper section right on their website. Amazon Warehouse Deals. Every single thing I purchase through Amazon, I first check this section. The returned items are rated for damage. Regardless of what the ratings are, I've only had a single item that was actually damaged (glass part of a cheap light fixture), while everything else has been as new. Easy, quick way to save at least 30%, oftentimes way more.

but all agree that a goat collapsing due to hungry birds is better than a goat destroyed in a flaming conflagration

Solid disagreement from me on that front. I not only enjoy the calm, tranquil scene of the goat in a blazing, hellish inferno, I also like hearing of the inventive ways in which straw goat met its untimely, yet toasty, demise. Burn baa-a-a-a-by, burn. The "baa-a-a-a" was a goat noise btw.

This sure is odd. The entire thing is based around a slightly twisted stereotype of Texas/Texans.
No ridiculous stereotyping around these parts! I hope you had a chance to finish your 32oz dinner steak before posting this, and then cruising out to your oil well in your convertible Cadillac with bullhorns on the front bumper. As you do. Obviously. (As a Canuckistanian, I embarrassingly don't know at what point the shooting takes place, so I left it out so I wouldn't be called out as some sort of unknowledgeable idiot.)