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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)

…typically they’re coated with food-grade wax…

_(corps)

…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…

…got a new one with a different picture tonight…

…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…

(did you miss this one?)

…he’s been a known russian asset for decades, openly broadcasting it to the world for at least nine years, and a plurality of the electorate are totally fine with that…

…so, like, the way that text renders is kind of how i perceive everything after i’ve gone a bit too hard on the yerba maté, starting around 500 mg caffeine…

…isn’t that essentially critical role?..

…there’s a comic i read somewhere illustrating how sombre, dramatic campaign settings ultimately devolve into slapstick hijinks and silly, slapstick campaign settings ultimately evolve into dramatic epics…

…yeah, my inner twelve-year-old would rock this house so hard: blockbuster party friday night, cartoons saturday morning, bike ride to the candy store then GI joes in the backyard saturday afternoon, SNICK followed by staying up way too late playing D+D saturday night, more D+D sunday morning, then jetski rides and a hot dog cookout before wrapping up the weekend with amazing stories, the young indiana jones chronicles, star trek, and finally falling asleep in my bunk bed…

…i tried cooking fava beans with uigeadail once: it turned out f*cking disgusting…

…fool me, you can’t get fooled again!..

…fool me you can’t get fooled again!..

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s1oWf07FRCw

…the village building inspector is a recurring NPC in our ongoing campaign of the last four years…