I was the person who wrote all the posts, now looking for freelance work.

Nothing like taking out the ‘93 Mercury Sable for a drive.

The St. Anger snare is fine.

People can’t be bothered to read or do shit because their comprehension is trash. This happens constantly. I taught college courses for years and it was pulling fucking teeth to get people to answer essay prompts. For example:

In One Hundred Years of Solitude we see generational cycles of behavior blah blah blah, which characters fit this pattern, which characters do not, and why?

95% of answers: only characters that fit the pattern. They read the first few words and ignored everything else, and then have the audacity to complain that I said they only answered half the question.

You mean like the collections of artists/authors?

I’d clock it at a fraction of 1%. I had one relative I’d hear from once every few months who always forgot to unblock their landline number before dialing, and then there’s the rare healthcare number that you’re not meant to be able to call back (but you’re told to expect the call). But effectively all of them are spam. If it’s important, they’ll leave a message and callback number.

Funny story, Bono fell asleep listening to the Blue Velvet soundtrack and dreamed he heard a Roy Orbison song. Turns out it didn’t exist. So he tries to recreate it, and comes up with “She’s A Mystery to Me,” which he happened to be carrying around on a cassette when he bumps into Orbison by accident at a function. Bono nervously plays it for Orbison like a high schooler fumbling through a presentation due to star shock, and Orbison agrees to record it. Tl;dr that’s why it sounds like a U2 song fronted by Orbison.

I love the one on my keychain — usually forget it’s there until I’m somewhere so dark that it suddenly it lights up the entire door handle.

Yes.

Source: a cop who used this exact scenario as an example of “letter/spirit” of the law, saying if it was raining and the tires chirped on the crosswalk surface, that wasn’t the same as laying it down on dry pavement.

Vinegar (app)/vinegar extract (if you’re using adblockers) and safari. You can get rid of ads and support a small developer for like $2 I think.

You’d be so surprised! The hobbies are inherently good. But people — specifically, influencers — use them as gateways to the broader movements (so-called wellness and prepping as described above).

Edit: Here is one such piece on the co-opting of yoga.

It kind of merged into a couple things, from what I’ve seen: “wellness” (you know the kind, antivaxx mommy blog crap, Joe Rogan raw meat diets, supplements), “preppers” (people ready for a race war and living off the grid a la The Turner Diaries), and the “tradwife/MIGTOW” stuff. There’s the splinter adherents from various right-wing influencer podcasts thinking JFK or whoever is going to reemerge at Dealy Plaza, but those invariably fizzle out. The integration into broader movements is where it’s thriving. You get lured in with yoga, then next thing you know you’re canning beans because you won’t be the one eating bugs because that’s what the democrats want.

They can always take a break in The Wiggler

More emails asking for donations? Have we tried this? Man I’m stumped

Had two hamsters (Calvin and Hobbes) growing up. Both just got old and sick with old hamster stuff. Their deaths happened exactly the same way: my mom reaches into the cage because they haven’t been moving much for a while. Their last act of life is to bite her finger as hard as they can, so she naturally flings them at the wall in front of us kids. Splat.

Something that’ll let me plug a raspberry pi’s micro hdmi output into either: the usb-c input OR mini hdmi input on an (already-powered) external monitor. If anyone has success stories, I’d appreciate it.

I miss the old Panera, with the Lemonade That Kills You™

If the heat is running, we’re playing a dangerous game.

Removing all distractions, which takes a bit of work. Covering every single source of light. Little indicator on my charger? Slapped electrical tape on it. Blackout curtains. Noise machine. The hardest one: Never using the bedroom for anything but sleeping. Not even a little peek at the phone and YouTube for a relaxing video. I have an analogue non-illuminated clock for daytime, and if I need to check the time in the dark, a Timex I can hit the glow button on. If I really can’t sleep, I get up and go into another room to read or listen to something.