Sounds a bit like Roy Underhill.

I’ll check him out. I watch Steve Ramsey and a few others.

Air Traffic Control slop!!

(I said the thing, please applaud).

I avoid it as much as humanly possible. Haven’t flown in years. And it looks so much worse now.

I do little to no woodworking, but I enjoy watching woodworking videos.

I really don’t care for people who give me shit for using GPS. Of course they’re all older.

Ed Sheeran is that dude who looks like a damp turnip with messy orange hair, right?

People: having fun

Abrahamic religions: no

Sort by Scaled, it kind of does that automatically for you.

I sort of understand malignant narcissism and its early victims. I’ll never understand the suckers who fall for it again after it’s been clearly and publicly exposed. Idiots are going to give this POS more money for a new project, if they haven’t already.

Edit: I’m not talking about Fielder. I’m talking about the inevitable investors.

Cooking isn’t hard, just burn the house down like the rest of us idiots!

Yeah, my handwriting has always been shit, and they were still teaching cursive when I was a kid. I just do the seismic wave thing and pretend it’s a signature. My spouse has gorgeous handwriting, you’d think it’s a digital font from a distance.

I experienced a dust devil as a kid in Texas once. We were climbing a tree in the neighbors’ yard and one came down the street and blew right past us. I thought it was extremely fun at the time. It wasn’t particularly strong, but we did have to close our eyes when it got too close.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dust_devil

How to be sad and wholesome at the same time. Kudos to the artist.

I thought the signature was in the middle of the dishwasher for a second, then I realized it was the utensils basket.

Ask to transfer another hospital several zip codes away where they use modern differential diagnosis methods, respect informed consent rules, and follow real world standards of care.

Of course, I do live in the USA, so the health insurance rep will just laugh at me nonstop until I hang up the phone.

Yup. The inside of the windshield gradually gets cloudy from all the plastics inside the vehicle slowly off-gassing. Soapy water, a squegee, and a microfiber do wonders.

Background Music: destroys your eardrums

Brit Lowtalker Villain: we gunna mumbly the wumbky aintwe guvnah

Most likely explanation: a Jack Russell Terrier learned how to post to craigslist.

Some recommend heat, some recommend cold, some recommend alternating between them. My back was ‘seizing up’ and the heat seemed to relax it. I mostly think it’s just something to do while waiting for the drugs to kick in.

Several months ago, I was moving some boxes in the attic and torqued my lower back just wrong. Felt like I had a spear stabbed into me. Could barely move. Had to park myself on a heating pad and take a liver-destroying dose of an NSAID to recover.