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Cake day: September 26th, 2023

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  • Pharm tech licensing varies wiiiiidely across the states. Some require natl very, some require basically on job training IIRC.

    RPh not so much, but tech also has responsibility not to kill you with a misfill and more eyes are always good for preventing deaths.

    The shit wages they pay in relation to being responsible in part for safety and accuracy (in retail) is a big part of why most retail is dangerously understaffed.

    Same for insurance agents and real estate agents in many (most?) of US. HS, a couple weeks of “teaching to the test,” and a test is all it takes. Rote memorisation. - lots of those younger folks in insurance couldn’t define what they may/may not say/promise, or who is an “Insured” under a given policy.



  • Digging my Mirage. Low-key cheap, simple display that integrates well w/ phone, and 40+ MPG.

    Also easy to paddle shift into “oh fuck” mode, which burns more gas but gets me out of some hairy situations when AC is running.

    Would prefer a hybrid, but this is the car the numbers worked out on in a sane way. I tried hypermiling in a Prius 1G (99, I think) on both a KY parkway and I24, and it sorta worked but was a huge PITA as well. Context, US 41 thru Evansville, Parkway, 24. Not terrible for the time at all, but a bit stressful here and there.


  • With ya. I smoke an odd brand that’s hard to get, in a state that (rightfully) taxes the shit out of them.

    Still costs me an even C-note every two weeks, same as always. Have I cut back, probably. But mostly because I’ve started to face my own bullshit instead of expecting smoking to fix it for me.

    I straight up enjoy my Kamel Reds, and while I don’t want to model that to the next generation, I’m the better part of thirty pack-years in.

    I can either take the risk, or downright break all the other mental health progress I’ve made. Since I have a wife and some folks I care deeply about in my life, imma go with the mental health.

    For unrelated reasons, I once was an unmitigated SOB in any interaction. On the rare chances I’ve been in hospital, I’ve been miserable.

    Right or wrong, I prefer to communicate with people rather than attack them, and quitting now would not help that.

    RJR can have my money, they won’t get the next genration’s money. We have dispensaries, video gaming, and casinos on every corner in my state. My choice of vice could be far worse, and I’m kind of grateful that I settled on smokes, and not gambling.










  • No shade, that’s cool. IDGAF what you look like once I know you, and that you are in tune with the emotion of the situation.

    Paraphrasing a folk singer I respect here, but “I used to cry when needed, I can’t cry for the life of me anymore as an adult.”

    Tears communicate that either I’ve fucked up, or there’s something I legit misunderstood, and I need to take a step back.

    In some ways, I envy your ability to do that. Professional me doesn’t scree around, personal me rather wishes I could cry it out once in a while.

    I’ve spent a lifetime fixing my inclination to escalate at the first sign of conflict, and…. It’s been brutal. I’m thrilled to mostly be gentle these days, but it still requires work.

    You never gave into the BS.



  • It’s amazing how many companies rely on a crazy amount of FOSS libs, etc.

    In the relatively recent past, a boss who I had software PMd for across numerous years had the unmitigated gall to ask me for a list of licenses for “all the software we used.”

    I literally laughed in his face, explained open source and the rabbit hole such a question goes down, and he just couldn’t (wouldn’t) get it.

    Unfortunately, the biz side of the house doesn’t like “yeah, it’s all legal, but fuck you if you think I’m documenting every piece of code in every library in a ten plus year old code base, allllllll the way down.”