Bonus nugget: Store it in the door, next to the mayonnaise. It may not matter, but that’s what I (happen to) do, and it works like a charm.

Storing superglue in the fridge. Those tiny packs now actually last until I’ve used it all.

It’s pretty dangerous, yes. But since mooses are so tall, you usually hit the legs, and the beast comes in through the windshield. Duck, and it’ll pass over you. However, they might then start to flail and kick you from the backseat out of panic.

I grew up far from it, in a vastly different terrain and climate, and I’ve lived here kost of my life. But I remember having a cartoon book as a kid that depicted a house in a swamp (I think it may have been one of the books about The Woozles), and the memory resurfaced when I had to drive from Houston TX to Galliano LA. It was swampy to say the least, and one particular view from somewhere along I10 (or maybe it was route 90, I don’t remember where) looked exactly like in that book. Many of my fellow countrymen have accidentally hit a moose while driving. I’m the only one I know who has run over an alligator.

Louisiana?

Don’t remember the cost, but namecheap is not a lie. It’s cheap, hazzle free, and overall a great service. I have quite a few domains with them.

That sounds like a permanent solution to what could very well be a temporary problem. And castrated or not, you’ll still be you. If you’re horny and unhappy, I suspect you’d just end up not horny and still unhappy.

EDIT: And I just realized how apt the name “Throwaway Salami” is for someone considering this.

Yup. Levels previously thought impossible.

Uzi Jesus from Dungeon Crawler Carl comes to mind

I was noodling around on the bass yesterday, and one of my kids asked me to play Master of Puppets. So I did what any guitarist would in that situation: I just played the guitar riff on the bass, as I don’t remember the actual bassline. But it sounded pretty good. Had to use a pick, though.

The first part of starting a ska band is having difficulties keeping a band together, so naturally I would have to say No.

Several. A Montana acoustic, an Ibanez electric, a Yamaha electric, and a Jackson electric.

Guitar. Been playing for close to 35 years now, and I’m half decent. I also play bass, but I consider myself a beginner.

And I was pretty good at trumpet when I was a kid, but I haven’t played since I was 16.

As someone in a programming adjacent job (which still involves a lot of coding and debugging, looking at my current career in comparison with other jobs I’ve had I think it’s not all jobs, but it’s about jobs that require specificity.

Some pick up the fundamentals on their own and end up getting good at it. Some pick up the fundamentals, either through education or hobby, but never really get a good grasp on it. And some fail to pick up the fundamentals. Programming is a job that requires a certain level to at least be useful, and failing that can lead to a lot of frustration.

I’m stealing your grandfather’s saying

I replay the original Command&Conquer every few years. I’ve been playing it since its release.

EA don’t deserve much praise in general, but I like to give credit where it’s due: The C&C remastered was very well done. 10/10.

Oh, and I play FTL from time to time. I bought it via humblebundle in 2012.

Gatas Parlament

Example: Sekstiårslaget. One of their older songs, critical of Israel and their occupation of Palestine.

That’s Autism, not anarchism

First of all: Welcome. There isn’t a rule regarding karma, but account age is taken into account when trying to gauge when a question is by a repost-bot.

Outside of that, there are some instances that you are better off blocking in an effort to stay sane. And in an half-assed effort to stay neutral, I will not mention which three instances this might be. You will probably notice yourself is you browse “All” for long enough.

And if you wanna fit in: Installing Linux will solve all the world’s problems. And no matter which distro, half the internet will shit on your choice.

The latter, no contest. I work to live, not the other way around. Back in the day when I was cash strapped, I’d happily take on as many hours, but now I’m at the stage where I earn “enough” so the monetary threshold for me to get off my ass gets exponentially higher for each extra ounce of effort.