Triples makes it safe. Triples is best.

My grandma stole the official Air Force recipe back in the 60’s and yeah it absolutely looks like dog puke. Love it though.

This is more of a tool, but I have a set of 4” knipex cobra pliers that are perfect for around the house. Just small enough to fit into about any space, super grippy, and you can easily make minute adjustments to the plier spacing. I’ve used them more than any other tool I own.

Oh, and noise-canceling headphones (ideally over-the-ear). Instant quality of life upgrade.

From power oh it’ll take a little more than that. You gotta defile those things completely or they’ll come back to life.

You mean I’m out here clipping catalytic converters when the easy money is in gasoline? Shoot!

Warning: super long read. But a very interesting genealogy of free bread! I thoroughly enjoyed this.

Also, why I hate Olive Garden:

Horner’s demonic calculation for how many slices or rolls each table’s basket should contain is [Number of diners] + 1. Unevenly divisible bread creates “a tension that I really enjoy.”

Heck, my surface pro 3 makes a great Linux machine. Still tweaking it but the touchscreen works just fine with Mint, so even an old one could probably do just fine.

Knock knock, open up the door, it’s real

I could not, would not, with a mohel

Would not, should not, with hot oil

They should ask ChatGPT for tips on tax fraud.

“You’re really taking initiative here! Let’s consider how to invest those funds instead into vans full of fertilizer and punch up a manifesto!”

Gonna get some hate here: it was always cringe, and we just have nostalgia for when our favorite lineups were on (usually the cocaine years). SCTV was way better.

Or Costco, if you want to get a little more bang for your buck and maybe pick up a decent warranty.

It sounds like you are possibly in an ambulatory role (maybe?) with patient education. My spouse has bounced between a few different floor positions, including ICU, then went to ambulatory, and now does outpatient chemo infusion as sort of a compromise. Each move corresponded with burnout. The floor became too rough, ambulatory became too boring and bureaucratic (but learned a LOT from providers), but the outpatient infusion setting seems to strike a good balance, at least for now. She heavily considered a NP/PA route, but it’s more school, money, and you’re on salary with long hours (no overtime!). Sufficed to say, there’s probably a niche for you too!

Rotate like a pillar of shawarma

Perfect, thank you!

John Waters. His films are transgressive, tasteless, and trashy for the purpose of being transgressive, tasteless, and trashy. You have a movie in 1970 (Multiple Maniacs) where a drag queen, Lady Divine, gets a lesbian “rosary-job” intercut with scenes of the stations of the cross. Among many other things, Divine is raped by a giant fake lobster and eventually killed by the national guard to “America the Beautiful.” It’s a massive middle finger to everything sacred; the necessary profane.

Well, until they get Ex Machina’d by their creations.

He’s good enough as a writer when paired with Stephen Merchant, who presumably balances the edgelord side out. When left to his own devices, however…

That plus they’re full of trash.

Shoutout Dropout tho.

Standwipe gang rise up