Pizza Slow (high quality)

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  1. Ah, jeeze, this listener-supported streaming rock station doesn’t erase the rock music that came out between my junior year in high school when music “went to shit” and my junior year in college when I started listening to listener-support streaming stations and they weren’t playing “that new stuff”

  2. The New York Trilogy was on the reading list for a Detective Fiction course I took in college (lovely course!) and, because it’s so great, I’m sure I don’t have that copy on my shelf anymore because I foisted it on someone with "you have to read this” after one of the re-readings I’d given it since then.

    RIP Paul Auster.

    Previously: https://mastodon.social/@gravely/111047297740981549

    gravely (@gravely@mastodon.social)Telling a friend about 4, 3, 2, 1 over dinner, I said it was romantic and lovely, if you didn't mind new yorkers in love with new york, ellis island through the 60s, the anti-war movement, and all that shit we've heard so much about, which I did not mind. Later, while my kid was eating pizza and getting sauce two inches up both cheeks, I asked him to fold it in half and the guy at the next table who'd overheard me laughed and said "I'm from New York and it's really like all of that, you know”Mastodon (opens in a new tab)
    photograph of the Paul Auster books on my shelf, which are mostly heavily sun-faded Penguin paperbacks with a few hardbacks intermingled, including:Oracle NightMr. VertigoMan in the DarkThe Invention of SolitudeIn the Country of Last ThingsLeviathanThe Music of ChanceinvisibleThe Book of IllusionsHand to Mouth4 3 2 1
    Figure 1. photograph of the Paul Auster books on my shelf, which are mostly heavily sun-faded Penguin paperbacks with a few hardbacks intermingled, including:Oracle NightMr. VertigoMan in the DarkThe Invention of SolitudeIn the Country of Last ThingsLeviathanThe Music of ChanceinvisibleThe Book of IllusionsHand to Mouth4 3 2 1.
  3. Bored, looking at property listings for decorating ideas while holding a Geiger counter modified to detect and measure the wrongness of refrigerator door hinge swing and handing pointed at the screen the entire time

  4. One problem with giving your casual industry pals chat a name with all the series business labels* as a joke is that you end up posting your weekend plans all casual like to the actual serious business chat

    • ACP, FOUO, Confidential, SECRET, etc
  5. Aside, while i’m mad-posting about cars

    in the fall when I started these walks I was able to make up for morning routine interruptions by ending my day with a walk instead.

    I had to knock that shit off after daylight savings because it is even unsafer than normal to be a pedestrian crossing streets as soon as the sun begins to set, and that just gets worse and worse hour over hour until the sun comes back up

  6. I simultaneously A) dream about getting out of big business and opening a tiny pizza parlor and/or coffee shop as a worker owned business and B) have absolutely no respect for the “small business owner” class I would join doing so and don’t understand why anyone else does

    it seems like cartels all the way down?

    probably incredibly naive, making almost no attempt to map what I want to achievability, what I’d prefer is a municipalized neighborhood services plan where districts can establish their own priorities for rubber-stamp retail distribution so that I can open my pizza parlor as a city worker and union member (well, I’d be in management, so idk)

    implementation could box rent seekers out out by acquiring all the retail property in neighborhoods and then sprinkling planned retail back into them

    “Hi, welcome to the Munizza! How did you travel to our store today? Uh-huh? That’s great, and from about how far? Thanks so much, uh, what can I getchya?”

  7. Heather k, please help

    our small business owners are being fattened on ice cream sugar cones, fudgesicles, rainbow sherbert pops, swirl lollys, and pastel mints and then gobbled up by witches whose houses are painted with those delicious treats and nobody is talking about it

    please amplify this for your audience at the new yawk times, thanks in advance

    —concerned in bernal

    photograph of the garage door of a pink stucco house with white trimthe garage door panels are white with illustrations of an ice cream sugar cone, a fudgesicle, a rainbow sherbert pop on the main panels, and swirl lollys, and pastel mints on along the smaller top panelssomeone tagged the fudgesicle kinda clumsily in white spraypaint but at least used a heart in it so that’s nice I guess
    Figure 1. photograph of the garage door of a pink stucco house with white trimthe garage door panels are white with illustrations of an ice cream sugar cone, a fudgesicle, a rainbow sherbert pop on the main panels, and swirl lollys, and pastel mints on along the smaller top panelssomeone tagged the fudgesicle kinda clumsily in white spraypaint but at least used a heart in it so that’s nice I guess.
  8. Injured my left lat and/or trap yesterday lifting weights doing this compound move incorrectly

    that’s right, i hurt myself shrugging

    a screenshot of fitbod.app video instructions for a compound deadlift move that ends in a shruga man in black shorts, a black shirt, black tennis shoes, and black socks holding dumbbells in both hands is paused mid-shrugunder the photo, the app describes this move:Demo & InstructionsDumbbell RomanianDeadlift to Shrug
    Figure 1. a screenshot of fitbod.app video instructions for a compound deadlift move that ends in a shruga man in black shorts, a black shirt, black tennis shoes, and black socks holding dumbbells in both hands is paused mid-shrugunder the photo, the app describes this move:Demo & InstructionsDumbbell RomanianDeadlift to Shrug.
  9. Kinda annoying (to me, of me, and of-me-to-me) to read a great story and think “ah dang this was originally published in so-and-such maybe I should just subscribe to that to see those stories as they come out” but it always ends up being the atlantic or the new yorker or some other nonsense I can’t tolerate reading.

    thanks for funding the arts, jerks!