

As an inveterate imbiber, even a fifth (750ml) of mild spirits (80pf/40%abv) in 15 minutes will get anyone in trouble.
He quit walking the line and dove head first over it.


Well, that explains why corporate is so intent on them. They’re creating the perfect little KPI-driven stooge.
Heck, now I’d like to see a study on KPIs (as a concept) as a reality distortion lens. It would seem like they have inadvertantly created a way to calculate a reality alignment index for a given KPI. Is it reasonable to conclude that using KPIs to measure performance is, in itself, unethical behavior?
To go a bit further: Is there a correlation between the number of KPIs and the likelihood of creating scenarios in which the only desirable outcome lies outside reality? That is, how many KPIs does it take to get sufficient competition between priorities that it effectively requires hallucinating a solution to achieve a sufficiently aligned result?
I can empathize. I went back to work a month ago now. It was/is hard to be unavailable.
Luckily, I work from home in a fairly independent role and my wife is still on leave, so we’re still largely co-parenting. We could afford to have me stay at home, but we’re saying that the extra I make above the truly wild cost of daycare will go to his education, financial security, and cultural enrichment.
We’re also telling ourselves that daycare will be a positive/important social experience for him because we have a small friend group locally and family is halfway across the US.


Or her job!
Seattle Mayor Katie Wilson
Nonetheless, I agree with the sentiment.
I got you:



Good advice here.
The faster you drink, the drunker you get and the longer it takes to sober up. Your liver doesn’t hurry things along just because you were dumb. It’s a linear processing speed. And don’t take any meds that dunk on your liver either. No acetaminophen/paracetamol.
And when your liver is busy with alcohol, it isn’t doing glucose (fat metabolism things) management. You’re likely to have low blood sugar if you don’t eat after drinking.
For weed: maybe you’ll be unfortunate like me and have a vasovagal syncope response (fainting). Alcohol enhances the effect.
+1 I finally finished my bachelor’s at 31 so I could check a box on job applications. I wouldn’t have my current position without it, useless and inapplicable though it is.
Apologies, 6yr full service warranty, 12yr system warranty.
Apologies: 6yr full service warranty, 12yr system warranty.
This is the debate we had when redoing our kitchen. It hurt me to add $8k to the bill (the difference) just for the fridge, but it really is genuinely a different experience. At least it came with a 6 year manufacturer warranty too.
The drawers glide smoothly on real hinges with a soft close, the shelves are individually lit and glass, what plastic there is is thicker and smoother. Everything is easy to adjust or remove for cleaning. It even has a cartridge that removes ethylene gas and produce stays noticeably much fresher.
And as a bonus, I got to support a union manufacturer in the US (subzero).
Definitely going on my list of “memes you can hear” … Or at least we olds can.
I think we’re only missing Wham! Last Christmas for my nightmare list from working retail.
Well, and anything from the Amy Grant Xmas album, but that’s my dad’s fault.
Oh wait, can’t forget Christmas shoes… (Shudders involuntarily).


They have some very premium brands as well, that definitely deserve praise: hardin’s creek, little book especially.
Anything labeled Jim beam is swill to meh (except Lineage, but you’ll never see that on a shelf). The old grandad (bonded or 114) line is bang/buck.


Love it. Gives a new meaning to JBOD too: junk box of disks!


Hey, you forgot his most important qualification: children’s book author.
Drei bier ist auch ein schnitzel und dann hast du nichts getrunken.
Three beers are also a schnitzel and then you drank nothing.
I don’t speak German, but this phrase spoke to me.
I was going to buy the Lego Star Trek enterprise, but it was sold out before I got there. Oh well, they saved me from myself with artificial supply restrictions.
Instead, I didn’t buy anything.
The best Valentine there has ever bean.