Ebay’s “look at this stuff you bought” notification and my last two purchases seem to a theme.
The shirt worked out well for my kraftwerk halloween costume.
I wanted a gravy boat because my kid loves rice with gravy or s&b golden curry or masala sauce, or whatever. We’ve been using an oxo pyrex thing forever. Anyway, it arrived washington football team maroon.
Ceramics must not photograph well, as I had the same kind of “huh” experience getting some cappuccino cups from loveramics. Oh well.
Discord and slack and sure, your znc-in-mosh, if you are cool like that, I’m not anymore, could probably have an advanced setting to strip get parameters of pasted URLs on input, and/or on display, without breaking more clicks or unfurls than are already broken by missing microlink views (or whatever they are called).
for one thing, bare urls look better, and for another thing, it might discipline ad networks.
This is really neat to me. Back in the 00s I made this a feature of my personal site and the leftovers make for weird historcial artifacts now 20-25 years later.
I irreversibly destroyed the entire archive in a imagemagick shell script mistake at some point but I still have a few that survived elsewhere.
https://xoxo.zone/@waxy/115634168572254301
Waxy.org (@waxy@xoxo.zone)Desk Stops: creative technologists share their desktops, which seem to fall into extreme minimalism or utter chaos https://www.deskstop.computer/XOXO Zone (opens in a new tab)
Sat in a chair I don’t normally sit in while reading a book and was reminded that I took our nazar eye (🧿) that my sister picked up for us while visiting Turkey and brought it downstairs, attached a metal hook to the sliding glass patio door, stashed the nazar somewhere to keep safe while the adhesive bonded to the door, and have been unable to find the nazar ever since.
The hook is still there, with nothing attached, a few years later. I’ve looked everywhere. Gonna buy a new one.
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I pull a few pieces of spaghetti out of the box, accidentally breaking a few in the process, and then throw them all at the wall, dry, to see if they stick, and none of them do and some of the pieces fall in a crack full of crumbs and stuff that I can see into sometimes but can’t reach into.
Me: I would like to coin the term plausineering if no one else has.
pal: we are entering the plausicene.
[sitting at Hi-hat having a slice of Jersey Tomato Pie and a beer while the Giants/Saehawks(??) game is on]
If it’s called shotgun formation, shouldn’t the center snap two handfuls of miniature footballs to the quarterback at once instead of just the one normal sized football?
I think between you and me, or whatever, but, I think that it is weird that people post paragraph long preambles in chat linking to positions they are hiring for or that would be on their team without naming the company the job is at a single time.
It really seems like a majority of people do this. Like, I get why greenhouse refuses to include that in the unfurl, I think. I hate it, but I get it. I don’t get OPs who do it. Main-character syndrome?
So funny that my take away is always and forever will be that after speed walking to BART, skipping steps on the escalators in a panic, hopping through train car doors I was worried were going to close (never actually closing doors, that’s gauche), skipping steps up all flights at the Embarcadero, speed walking to my appointment and just making it on time, that "I can make it downtown in 20 minutes, maybe 15?” and not any of the luck or urgency required to make that happen.
“don’t you have to leave?”
“Nah, I can make it downtown in fifteen minutes. Oh. Oh, shit, I gotta leave.”
Every time.