…typically they’re coated with food-grade wax…
…typically they’re coated with food-grade wax…
…when i trained as a rescue diver, i learned that it’s not drowning unless you die: if you survive, it’s a near-drowning…
…that typeface is fire…
…problem is there are enough imperial f*ckheads ready to dogpile on any virtue signal du jour…
…for fine drafting, rotation is the last thing you want: that chisel-tip is precious, lead holders are love, lead holders are life…
…with some clever geometry, it could be sized for metric-integer weight, length, and volume…
…those are some tiny potatoes or ginormous bananas in either case…
…recursive eisenhower method works well for me: it’s effective + simple-enough not to be bogged-down by overplanning…
…pretty much this: you’ll be fined for anything other than well-groomed grass growing in your yard…
…i climbed onto the roof of the press box over kyle field and peed into the open air hundreds of feet below: it evaporated before hitting the ground…
…the craziest part was that it wasn’t there throughout the entire show: during that particular set, it loomed up from nowhere behind the stage and then lurched out over the crowd, or at least those of us who had pushed up front on the floor…
…i’ve seen some pretty epic shows by some pretty epic bands, but the last time i saw muse play, i did not expect to see a F*CKING HUNDRED-FOOT MECHA lunge out from the stage…
…trinitrons are curved, just two-dimensionally…
…if you’re into paper books (and a hefty table) the DK complete world atlas includes a lot of geographic information, or if you prefer a dryer, more-authoritative presentation, the times world atlas is the grandaddy of the format…
…it looks like DK also offers a digital version of their previous editon…
(i have the millenium editions of both atlases, and they’re both fantastic tomes, but i think the DK complete atlas is more of what you’re looking for)
…i tie back my hair or tuck it behind my ears when i eat…
TIL!
…i also had no idea aluminised tetrapacks were recyclable; always figured composite materials were dead-end landfill fodder…
(the changeover wasn’t entirely in the sixties, though: as a kid, we used to peel cartons open and scrape off the wax for craft projects clear into the early eighties, never realised the packaging had changed prior to the advent of plastic screw-tops)