myrrh

THEN YOU ARE LOST, ANAKIN!

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...

...this is its best use case: something very specific but with waaaay too niche to justify its production cost, like an image for one scene of one session of one group of four players...

...if you have the economy of scale for publication, real art by real artists is often (but not always) definitively stronger...

...then f*cking impeach, you whiny little bitch...

...siding?..i do what i must to survive but, if that comes across as advocating for serfdom, you're inferring something i certainly didn't imply...

...working as a kid afforded me toys, books, tapes, and musical instruments; working as an adult afforded me f*cking rent and insurance premiums...

...we've all violated national security oaths and SCIF protocol?..yeah, no...

...this is just staging plausible deniability for the russian asset...

...nothing wrong with dying; when you die it's not your problem anymore...

...problems are for the folks left behind...

...depending upon the week, somewhere between ⅔ and ⅘ of my workflow can be in outlook...

...our IT policy required a shift to new outlook last year and it devastated my productivity: i struggled against its user-hostile interface for a couple of weeks and eventually just stayed home so i could get work done, despite our back-to-office mandate...in short order i was given an administrator account and i'm back on old outlook again...