Jokes on you, my knife cost me $40 in steel, wood, brass, and sanding belts because I make my OWN knives for my cooking.
You know, I think I might just have two hobbies and one saved me money on the other…
Senior Chief Petty Officer. Starfleet is in my blood, and I’ve spent my entire adult life in service to boldly going.
Keiko and Molly are my favorite humans, but Transporter Room 3 will always be my favorite.
Just don’t ask who what’s in the pattern buffer.
Jokes on you, my knife cost me $40 in steel, wood, brass, and sanding belts because I make my OWN knives for my cooking.
You know, I think I might just have two hobbies and one saved me money on the other…
In my experience most adults can boil pasta.
… And boil it… And boil it… And DEAR GOD TAKE IT OFF THE STOVE AND DRAIN IT BEFORE IT BECOMES MUSH!
“throwing together a quick meal” should have it’s own word.
“cooking” to me implies you’re working on something worth the time it takes, something you want to put effort into.
But when I just got home, nothing is easy to make and I have to throw something quick together, it doesn’t feel like really cooking to me. Like im half assing it, it should have a half-assed name.
The difference between “cooking” and “hobby cooking” :
It kind of reads like the thought process of someone who just woke up, too.
The patriot act says hi.
Along with like… Half the shift from 2001-2005.
And if we keep going we will be here all day.
Weird, because historically gun control happens when white people get scared a black man has the same rights as them.
Just ask Dredd Scott v Sanford , or Ronald Reagan.
They don’t fuck around with aviation investigations.
Whoever did it better leave absolutely no evidence and melt the gun before the alphabet squad comes pounding the door in.
That or it’s just a lone wolf good ol boy who deeply regrets his medication made him do that, and his pain and suffering from guilt is punishment enough.
Idk how hard water coding is, but I imagine it’s hard since good looking water seems rare.
That is some damn fine looking water
Excellent shots.
I’ve just been calling it twitter
I’ll never deadname a person, but I’ll deadname the shit out of a bigoted transphobic crybaby billionaire’s shitty website.
I would be going to prison or dead shortly after discovering that cops killed my dogs.
I care more about my dogs than I do about the vast majority of humans. And I care about humans way more than cops.
For those who want to either go insane, or have limitless limited gloating capability!
Limitless, because to those who know how difficult it is, they will never doubt your skill and dedication.
Limited because to those who don’t know, they don’t care.
And I will have absolutely none of that madness in my life, I’ve gotten enough suffering for many lifetimes… I don’t need to self inflict more!
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a date with Novice and only fun skulls…
More commonly referred to as LASO (Legendary All Skulls On)
Tldr people try to game image recognition, word filters, etc to increase visibility of their post on social media. It works.
People are slaves to the algorithm, even if they claim to not care. If you alter your post to increase visibility, you are playing by it’s rules.
By censoring even potentially blockable words, not only are they improving the odds it will go to a wider audience, they get people to comment “why is that word censored/why is there a random dot/erase spot?” which drives up engagement stats, thus sending it to even more people.
Anyone who thinks otherwise is an idiot who should have a dunce cap taped to their head.
It’s gonna be peak face-eating season during holidays when my parents go to retire during this presidency but find out that they can’t because social security doesn’t exist anymore, 75% of their paycheck goes to either the military budget or kings tribute tax, and everything has doubled in price.
you wouldn’t treat a broken ankle with strong painkillers and continue walking as if nothing was wrong just because it doesn’t hurt anymore - would you?
Of course not! We limp around trying to keep it from hurting, praying to any deity that will listen and some that won’t that it heals before you have to pay for a visit to urgent care.
The pills are just to help us go to work while we mentally figure out how many meals we will be skipping to pay for it.
Now ask me if I’m joking.
I wonder if this is also one of those genetic things like cilantro, because ibuprofen tastes nasty as fuck to me. Like “bitter and my tongue wants to cut itself off to stop the taste even after a drink” nasty.
Daily reminder that the moral high ground is littered with corpses.
You have to follow up any looks or double takes with something exra.
“Oh don’t worry. That’s for after.” wiggles eyebrows