Can confirm. I play Rimworld. (Though, tbh, my worst habit is accumulating way too many animals. Like, pages worth of named or trained dogs and wolves, plus quail.)

Sandwich maker! We had one growing up and it was awesome.

Leftover macaroni and cheese makes a mean grilled cheese sandwich filling, then you dip it in tomato soup.

How do you feel about one large pancake melded with two smaller pancakes, to make some sort of cartoonish mouse head shape?

Ack, I keep reading that as

We’re being led by officials who no longer [recognize] or [refuse to name] the enemy they’re inviting into our own backyard.

And I’m thinking “wait, which is it? Are you upset the officials no longer recognize the enemy or because they no longer refuse to name the enemy?”

I get what they’re trying to say, but it’s not clearly stated.

Sidenote: shout-out the Cyberiad by Stanisław Lem, a Polish author.

Have you considered PT? I’ve been for my back and knees and it’s been great. They give you homework to help you strengthen the right muscles to make the pain to away. They also walk you through how to do those exercises and take feedback to make sure you don’t hurt yourself.

The trick is to not use numbers. Use a tchotchke placed in a prominent place on your desk. My password changes frequently. The previous tchotchke was a goat pin, then a cactus figurine, then a binder clip. I just need to picture my desk and I know what the thing is.

And my desk is so cluttered it’s not clear what the special object is. (You know what they say: cluttered desk, cluttered mind. Empty desk…)

Can also denote a difference in government styles: towns have a town council, cities have a mayor. Cities can be smaller than towns.

This depends on your region, naturally.

Mine is my first name in neat Gregg Shorthand, then squiggle squiggle.

It’s the date in the username. So dorky.

Joke’s on them, I have a 15-year mortgage on my condo. (Lower interest rate than a 30-year mortgage, USA, ymmv)

My partner’s the tasty one in the relationship. I don’t wear lotion or anything, he just isn’t into my flavor :(

other hair may also be licked—my dog is really into beards and eyebrows. He also tries to get into ear canals. For him, though, you just need to wash off the tasty, tasty face oils. Then he gives a single lick and walks off in disappointment.

Date balder men.

That’s for the best.

(I’ll describe it in case you’re serious:

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• edit fixed spoiler tags because I love y’all.
• edit2 omg why won’t it spoiler? will desktop help?
• edit3 thank goodness.

Slaps car. You can fit so many cats in this baby.

Same, but my state. It was maybe 6 months after mine was stolen.

(technically, you can still sell them but the rules are strict. One of the ways was if the catalytic converter was attached to a car at the time. I think the other way was just more paperwork.)

ETA link to legislation

Yeah, I’ll start making major changes on this active system people are actively using while they are actively using it. Or… I could do it at 10pm when they’re all in bed and won’t write me nastygrams about interrupting their workflow.

I’m also thinking of things like roadworks, where you can either have land closures when folks are out and about or at night when there are fewer folks on the road and working with hot asphalt is less hot.

There are also some processes that need to be done at a certain temperature, like thermite welding rail (skip to like 4:00). So, either you air condition the railroads or you weld when the outside temperature is right.

a lot of people are going to die.

Yep. It makes me feel helpless and I hate it.

Side story:

I had the sweetest young store clerk at the grocery checkout. We’d already chitchatted about something, so it wasn’t awkward when he shyly asked if I was sick, if that was why I masked.

I told him “no, I’m fine, but my roommate’s immune system is weak AF. Oh, and my dad died of COVID and I’m still a bit sore there.” and he got big eyes and gave his condolences.

I’d guess he was 14 when my dad died (Jan 2021), when a lot of people’s dads died. That’s a quarter of a lifetime ago for him. It’s been an age. /feeling old and nostalgic