I don’t. Not for shopping. I had to wait outside in line, in the freezing cold for an hour, when my state decided to limit the number of customers allowed in at one time. Sucked balls. That didn’t last long, fortunately.

I do my grocery shopping at about 7AM on Sunday. I cruise through the aisles, slowing down to grab what I want. A full week’s shopping done in under 30 minutes, including checkout. I’m sure it also helps that I choose not to live in a big city.

I suppose if I had an online following of any kind, I might shop at a time that gave me something to complain about.

This is it, down to the bow:

Generally speaking, we should not be eating hot food from plastic containers. I certainly don’t.

Ideally, we wouldn’t use plastic containers for food at all, but that ship sailed 60 years ago. Also, even if you are able to avoid buying food in plastic containers, the machines used to process the food, even just to transport fresh vegetables along a conveyor line, shed plastic from gears and bushings, etc. But, that’s micro plastic, not the chemicals that leech from the plastic much more readily when it’s heated.

Here’s a study about micro plastic in olive oil. TL;DR: there’s no difference in the amount of micro plastic in olive oil between oil sold in glass containers compared to oil sold in plastic containers.

My daily driver is a basic white, glazed mug I’ve had for nearly 30 years. I probably got it at Goodwill for 25 cents. It has no clever saying on it, because I’d get tired of that in a week.

(No, it’s not leeching lead into my coffee.)

I long for the days when one could download RAM.

I had a co-worker who took a few semesters of Spanish in high school, she got all As, and then went on a class trip to Mexico. At first, she couldn’t understand a thing, but she said as she listened and tried, “something snapped” and suddenly she got it.

Most people who take a language in school don’t keep at it. We’re just doing it because it’s required, and to pass the class. I took French in high school. The only person I’ve ever met who spoke French fluently was my teacher. I really should have taken Spanish, but I wanted to be “different”.

In Europe, also, because of the open borders, and being packed so close together, people encounter foreign languages far more frequently. It makes sense they’d all want to, and benefit from, knowing multiple languages. And, they’d have more opportunities to practice. Not many Japanese speak a second language, compared to Europeans, for instance.

What is my password? I’ve forgotten.

In what way could someone “forge their own signature”?

Anything you scribble is a proper signature. The old movie trope of illiterate people signing a contract with an “X” is true. It’s still a legally binding contract.

The cat sleeps with whoever is primarily responsible for feeding him in the morning. Back when that was me, the cat never woke me up, but once I was awake, he let me know it was time to be fed. My current responsibility is brushing him before I go to bed.

See, what no one in here realizes is that the plan was to use this as a master to cast an aluminum one. Aluminium is a metal, and metal is strong. I’m sure everything will be fine. Bonus–aluminum doesn’t rust, so it should last forever. OOP wonders why they weren’t made of aluminum in the first place, and figures it’s “planned obsolescence.”

He’s just waiting for his casting kit to be delivered. He expects to be flying again later that day.

JFC, it’s a fucking mouse. Do they need to ruin everything, like fucking EVERYTHING?!

I’m not a programmer, but I find satire around programming easier to parse these days than satire around politics.

“I could agree with you, but then we’d both be wrong.”

A former co-worker got me with this one many years ago. I laughed out loud. I’ve never forgotten it.

While I understand the temptation of McD’s fries, I stopped eating completely out during the pandemic and never went back. I got used to making my own meals. It’s much cheaper, and I know what’s in the food.

I do miss KFC, tho.

I have a big bread baker’s Hoosier cabinet in my kitchen. I’m not a baker, I’ve never had any use for it.

Very similar to this one, with a flour sifter, and slide-out porcelain steel table:

My older sister shipped it to me without asking me, and then told me it was coming about two days before it arrived. Our mom had just died, and my sister didn’t have room for it, but she “wanted it to stay in the family.”

It is a beautiful piece, solid oak, probably over 100 years old. So, I kept it. It just sits there, taking up space in my barely-big-enough kitchen. I expect when I die, my only son will sell it. I should probably just sell it now, my sister would hate me for it, though.

I’m glad to see technology used in the pursuit of important science.

I didn’t read the title. I thought, ‘Jeez, I never noticed Daniel has that crazy eye.’