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Dull fan's club, Decatur, IL (2026)

01/15/2026

A banana, 4,000 pound block of cheese for scale.

01/15/2026

On Sunday my husband bought 10 bananas, on Monday there were none left — there are only four of us in the house. Eventually our youngest son admitted he’d eaten three and I had one in my lunch box, secretly stashed away for Monday. Where the other six went is anyone’s guess. Probably with the lost socks and Tupperware lids.
Last night my husband bought eight bananas and gave us two each, like rations. Our eldest son commented , “is this what we’ve come to?” - and yes it is. But just to make sure there are no other missing bananas I have written my name on mine.
I am suitably bored writing this dullness … but it’s taken my mind off the fact that I now only have one banana left until Thursday when I get my next ration.
Edit - updated situation Thursday evening … 10 bananas in the bowl .. not touched, as predicted by so many of you!
F56, shoe size 6, both banana for scale

01/15/2026

Gravedigger and live-in sexton by trade. While I’ve always found this line of work fascinating, you’d be surprised by how quiet and routine it can often be. But today feels extraordinary.
I have the honor of moving a Buffalo Soldier who was falsely convicted of inciting a riot—a crime he couldn’t have committed, as he wasn’t even in the state at the time. He was dishonorably discharged and unjustly imprisoned, but, thankfully, history has corrected itself, and he’s since been exonerated of all charges. Today, we’re giving him the respect he deserves by moving him to his rightful place in the national cemetery.
The day may be cold, but my heart is warm knowing we’re restoring honor to a man who was robbed of it in his lifetime.
M31 / 11 / no banaynays in the field

01/15/2026

Today was my 6-year-old son's last baseball game of the season, so he and I stopped by a gas station on the way home to buy a celebratory candy bar. I decided to surprise my wife with a candy car as well, so I bought a King Sized Reese's Outrageous bar. It was too big for one person, so I did my best to cut it in half. I had a pretty good feeling about how fairly I divided the bar between us, so I whipped out the kitchen scale for validation... Both halves are exactly 44.2 grams. I believe my wife is slowly starting to also appreciate the duller things in life.
M/33/US size 11.
Banana unnecessary as exact weight has been provided in the above post.

01/15/2026

My fellow dullsters. As a man of integrity I must speak the truth. I regret to inform you I in fact did *not* have a dull day today. I encourage you to read on.
*Story time*
Today started like any other Sunday. Alarm > wake > wash > coffee. However I decided I would splurge and go to a local coffee shop today. As I entered my truck and pressed the ignition *click* nothing. Hmmm must’ve been a fluke. Press again *click* and my dashboard proceeds to light up like the Griswolds home on Christmas.
I sit puzzled. (I drove the truck home from shift a mere 7 hours before this) alas, the show must go on. I grab the wife’s keys head to the auto parts store and purchase a OBD scanner. The excitement of a new tool and the frustration of my truck as a paper weight floated through my head.
I return home, anticipation building, plug it in anddddd it reads “no engine codes detected”. I hastily return to the auto parts store for them to tell me I may have a battery issue based off my symptoms and the OBD scanner I purchased does not read anything to do with the battery.
I return home, broken but not defeated. I decide to try a trusty trickle charger. After waiting what felt like an eternity (a couple hours) to see what my fate may be, I get back in the truck. Wipe the sweat off my brow. “This is the moment we’ve been waiting for!” Press the break, press the ignition…. *click*
My frustration grew as I get back in my wife’s car for the second time and head back to the store. In defeat, I ask what a new battery costs. After having a small heart attack, I agree, make the purchase and off I go.
After a 15 minute maintenance session, the battery was replaced successfully. I hop back in the truck, sweat dripping from my face. It’s go time. At this point the frustration of the truck but the excitement of seeing if I fixed the issue we’re battling for the top spot in my dull head.
Alas! It turned over, and she runs like a beaut!
As I run in to tell my wife the exciting news, she congratulates me and asks me for a hand in making dinner. I agree and start my sous-chef duties. My wife is following an online recipe for potato soup. 🥔🥣 As the soup is boiling to soften the taters, my wife scoops some out and puts it in our blender jar. Remembering something from the days of Jr. High science class I ask “Won’t that be too hot to put in glass?” She acknowledges but says the recipe says to blend some of the soup as you’re making it, to re add it and thicken up the soup. I blindly agree “That makes sense” 🤦🏼‍♂️. As I turn to continue my duties, I hear the blender turn on, then….BOOM! 💥
Before having anytime to react, glass and boiling soup EXPLODES all over the kitchen, myself and my wife!
I got lucky and was wearing a hoodie so I was shielded from most of the molten potatoes. I immediately look at my wife and ask her if she is okay. She’s tougher than nails, but I can see the tears starting to build. She races to the kitchen sink and I see nothing but steam and blood coming off her arms. I immediately apply a towel and pressure to her arms and get them under cold water.
I immediately grab my phone to call 911 but she tells me to wait. She assesses her injuries and decides she would rather us just drive to the emergency room (again, tough as nails).
5 hours in an emergency room, a couple stitches and some burn cream later we are finally back home. Now to clean up this mess.
Moral of the story dullsters - If you have a gut feeling something is wrong, don’t be afraid to step up and correct it before it goes bad. I should’ve stopped my wife from blending boiling soup, and I’m very thankful she wasn’t hurt worse than she was.
If you read this whole thing I appreciate you and hope it saves you from ever having to face air borne molten potato soup.

01/15/2026

I hope this counts as dull - I collect coozies. This one is my absolute favorite. I have no idea who Donnie L. Henderson is. I used to work as a property manager at a hotel chain where I found this in one of the rooms. I figure if coozies were made in his memory, he wouldn't mind me drinking with him. Whenever I use this one, I always cheers to Donnie.
34M, size 10 shoe.
No banana for scale as my son ate the last one this morning for breakfast.

01/15/2026

"Spam in a can"
In the airline world, most countries require that if the duration of your flight is more than 8 hours, you require 1 additional pilot (for a total of 3). If it's more than 12 hours, you require 2 additional pilot (for a total of four). This is for Part 121 operations (air carriers...generally passenger and cargo airliners) under FAA rules. I can't speak for other countries/airlines but most tend to align with FAA/ICAO rules and companies can be more restrictive.
Anyway, with additional crewmembers (for 2 pilot aircraft), a sleep area is provided for rotating shifts. The idea of course is to get rest, but always have 2 pilots at the controls. The sleep area is separate from the cockpit area (to a greater or lesser degree) and usually includes the ability to lay flat (though in some MD-11F cargo aircraft, the lay flat area is a floor and a futon behind a bulkhead and not much else). Most aircraft, the rest area is built into the aircraft.
The 767-300F cargo aircraft that we use is a bit different. What you see here is a converted cargo 'can'. A large cargo 'can' is about the size of a single axle cargo trailer, or a pickup truck camper, or 1/4 the size of a standard shipping container. This 'can' is converted to have two bunk beds and a few other things. It has electricity, communication, and air hookups. The sheets, pillows, etc are switched out for each person (no hot bunking!).
The most interesting thing about this can is that it's completely removable...freeing space for more freight when you don't need augmented crew, but having it available for when you do.
And it's surprisingly comfortable and quiet. Great for getting that mid-trip nap before switching back to the front with the view. Snoozed back here on the way to Brazil (early) this morning.
Male, 56, no banana was included in the catering

01/15/2026

We live on a farm so no immediate surrounding houses. This has appeared on the lawn.
There are five people who could have put it there- one is me, I didn’t. My husband says he’s never seen it before. My daughter looked blank. My son and his girlfriend deny all knowledge.
It wasn’t there yesterday morning.
Options;
One of the cats has dragged it there
The dog has found it and got bored playing with it just outside my bedroom window
One of the chickens has picked it up and somehow got it stuck on themselves and managed to free it just there
Someone is lying
We have had visitors who like to leave something to remember them by
We have a poltergeist.
56F, if you look closely there’s a blurry nuthatch for size.
Please excuse my son’s washing.

01/15/2026

I bought crunchy peanut butter instead of creamy by mistake. To make matters worse, I grabbed the 40 ounce container instead of the usual 16 ounce jar, so I’ll be living with this decision for a while. I tried to play it off like this was intentional and im just a guy who likes crunchy peanut butter now, but I’m pretty sure my wife knows I screwed up. My coworkers were looking at me funny during our Teams meeting this morning, so I think they’re on to me as well. Everyone knows. I’ll never recover from this.
Edit: Running it through a blender or food processor sounds messy and would be a pain in the butt to clean up. I appreciate the suggestions to make cookies though. That’s a good idea.
Second edit: Some have asked how I didn’t realize the jar was bigger. Grabbing the larger size was intentional. Grabbing the wrong variety is what makes that decision unfortunate.

01/15/2026

I was hesitant to post this at first as, in my opinion, it is rather exciting! My daughter has a sleep onesie that matches her sheet. Literally the exact same design made by the same company. Tonight, after putting her to bed, I noticed that the night vision baby monitor picks up the pattern on her onesie, but the sheet appears blank. My hypothesis is that the contours of her body allow light to reflect differently off her body and show the pattern, while the flatness of the sheet results in the pattern being overridden by the infrared reflectivity of the white background.
Banana for scale like a true dull gentleman. M31 and size 13 shoes.

01/15/2026

So..... this guy.
I'm having a p*e in a shopping mall gentleman's convenience when he strolls in and takes the urinal next to me.
It is immediately apparent that he is in the middle of a video call. I can see the person on the other end on his phone.
No pause, no words, just relieves himself (with one hand) and strolls out like that's a perfectly normal thing to do.
And didn't wash his hands.
I can't be the only person who thinks the world is going to hell in a hand basket?
Didn't think it was appropriate to show my banana for scale.

01/15/2026

Think I’m just getting old… but £5.15 for a normal sized salad cream… 😱😱

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