

Getting high on their own supply again I see.


Getting high on their own supply again I see.


Andean Condors - multiple of them. I want them to fly me around. “Today we fly, my birds!” - in exchange, I will give them as much food as they would ever need.


Apple peeling genius from the booths to the floor.


Slightly more political now, I feel like there used to be a lot more learning and sharing of culture. We did have some other oddballs though - flossdaily, Unidan, voilentacrez - not sure we have as much of that on the fediverse…at least not those that reach the front pages.


For someone to completely uproot their life, separate from most of their family, their friends and their upbringing takes guts. I’ve moved within my own country a few times and it was jarring enough.
People who are willing to such should be celebrated. I personally appreciate the culture, entertainment and food that they bring with them.
That said, I worked at UConn for a few months for a project, and I was taken aback by how many students were of Asian descent compared to how many were white or black. It made me reflect just how much more populous that part of the world is.
And while I do celebrate culture, and am even a proponent of open borders generally, I do think culture needs to be preserved. I live in the US and not China for a reason. The people who move from China, for more than a short term visit, should expect to follow American laws and social norms. That is to say, come freely to add onto our patchwork quilt here, but be ready to add to it, rather than replacing an existing patch with your own.
As for what people think here. I live in a small college town. We have folks from other cultures here already. I think they would be welcomed in town generally, but the outlying county folks would have more reservations - they’d be more accepting for those that talked or acted like them, hunting, fishing, 4-wheeling, big trucks and all of that.
Ah yes, the lazy man’s yogurt.


Whiskey, the social laxative hero we all wanted, but didn’t know we needed.


There was this one time a few years back that I had to go to the dump to dispose of some various large material. Our dump is more of a transfer station with a big warehouse where everything is disposed of, compacted by giant bulldozers and then loaded onto other trucks to take to a nearby landfill in a separate county.
This particular visit it had been rainy for a few days, and I guess I must’ve gotten there right after the transfer trucks picked up all the refuse. Except for the floor, it was covered in a slippery stink-filled film. I carefully threw my truckload in, making sure that I didn’t fall, though I did slip a bit. It took some time to do so, so I came up with this little ditty. “Trash juice, trash juice, oh bring back my trash juice to me, to me!”
I did my work, shuffled my shoes and got into the car. Next stop was the grocery store. I’m fumbling around in the cheese aisle, and I guess I was still singing my song at a quiet mumble. Well, this old blue haired lady must’ve heard me. She turned around and recoiled “what are you singing!” In that way where it seemed like her whole life was built around cleanliness and my recitation was an affront to everything that she stood for.
Well, I got a good laugh out of that reaction, still do. Moral of the story is that singing to yourself does not necessarily negate other people thinking you’re a crazy person.


I got onto design there for a while. Sketchup Make is still free out there if you can find it. Blender is also an option.
Learning is another option. Khan Academy, MIT Open Courseware.
Brewing, taking care of plants, terrariums, puzzles, bonsai, yoga. All good stuff.
I mean, a guy sneaking into your house at night and leaving you “presents” under a tree you’ve cut down and brought into your house for no other reason has to be up there too, right?
And don’t get me started on how fucked up Thanksgiving is.
We are broken because society is broken.
1000s of years from now, whatever proceeds us will be judging us for our microplastics use, just as we judge the Romans for their lead use.


Looks to be one of those plague doctors sniffing a foot.
I recommend running those dishes a second cycle, too specious.


Came here to say this. I attend 1-2 times a month and mine has so far taught me about breathing exercises for meditation and the shadow self from Jung. Just a group of great people also searching for community.


I came in to comment Bosch as well, but it seems they’re already well represented here. That said >$1000 was a steep friggin price for a dishwasher, not sure I’d do it again.
Buy land from the lunar embassy. Guaranteed to go to the moon!


The brain worms find harp music soothing.


If the building smells like, or appears to be, on fire, it is recommended that you do not enter it.
And doubly so if it appears to be unsound.
If you absolutely must, be prepared. Have a plan and an exit strategy. A special outfit and years of training is advised.


I really like that you put a lot of thought into this. I did not, just wanted to be tongue in cheek about that third one since our dumbass is acting like the world is his playground.
Also, if this was a legit list, it should get some additional gender representation.
If they’re going all in AI then they’re gonna have to do better that their barely adequate Rovo chat feature.