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…i disassembled the factory radio in my 1990 geo prizm and soldered an auxilliary cable onto the pre-amplification stage traces; it worked pretty well suspending a portable CD player from the rearview mirror for shock protection back in the days before memory buffers were a thing, even better with those little vinyl bands installed around the disc edge for additional gyroscopic stability…

…quod erat demonstrandum…

…they read select verses which are spoon-fed their bible-study curriculum…

…christians are f*cking evil, full stop…

…i shop women’s shoes when i can; they generally offer a much wider selection…

…my mazda 2 outhandles my MX-5s and is the only car i’ve driven which keeps pace with my elise; we’ve been waiting for an electric subcompact hatchback for about ten years now but the stateside market keeps doing everything it can not to offer me one…

…it’s far more durable, mostly…

…masonry wainscots look tacky-as-heck but they provide impact and moisture resistance where it’s needed most…

…i prefer corrugated arch structures, but rigid frames are popular for good reason…

…i was going to say 16 ⅔ feet based on 1 ½ meters being about 5 feet, pretty close…

…sleeve of saltines and a block of grated cheddar were my go-to lunch as a kid; no regrets…

(these days i’m more into triscuits and cheddar slices, the pricey aged cheeses rather than big orange store-brand bricks)

…this is its best use case: something very specific but with waaaay too niche to justify its production cost, like an image for one scene of one session of one group of four players…

…if you have the economy of scale for publication, real art by real artists is often (but not always) definitively stronger…

…when i turned thirty, i was a grownup, and people started treating me like one: grownups are f*cking old and their lives are over…

…depending upon the week, somewhere between ⅔ and ⅘ of my workflow can be in outlook…

…our IT policy required a shift to new outlook last year and it devastated my productivity: i struggled against its user-hostile interface for a couple of weeks and eventually just stayed home so i could get work done, despite our back-to-office mandate…in short order i was given an administrator account and i’m back on old outlook again…

…when i trained as a rescue diver, i learned that it’s not drowning unless you die: if you survive, it’s a near-drowning…

…that typeface is fire…

…for fine drafting, rotation is the last thing you want: that chisel-tip is precious, lead holders are love, lead holders are life…

…with some clever geometry, it could be sized for metric-integer weight, length, and volume…

…those are some tiny potatoes or ginormous bananas in either case…