Triples makes it safe. Triples is best.

My grandma stole the official Air Force recipe back in the 60’s and yeah it absolutely looks like dog puke. Love it though.

This is more of a tool, but I have a set of 4” knipex cobra pliers that are perfect for around the house. Just small enough to fit into about any space, super grippy, and you can easily make minute adjustments to the plier spacing. I’ve used them more than any other tool I own.

Oh, and noise-canceling headphones (ideally over-the-ear). Instant quality of life upgrade.

Yeah. I looked up his track record a few years ago when he was in the running, and he’s always got, as you said, a reasonable idea, but then he gets about two links of thought into it and it turns into completely deranged nonsense. It starts with “let’s clean up our waterways” and ends with “I eat bones and shit ghosts”

Get Bigballs back and tell him to hire like it’s the Danbury Trashers.

The US is hosting the World Cup from June to July with Mexico and Canada

“Mexico will pay for it, folks…”

DMX is back!

From power oh it’ll take a little more than that. You gotta defile those things completely or they’ll come back to life.

You mean I’m out here clipping catalytic converters when the easy money is in gasoline? Shoot!

Warning: super long read. But a very interesting genealogy of free bread! I thoroughly enjoyed this.

Also, why I hate Olive Garden:

Horner’s demonic calculation for how many slices or rolls each table’s basket should contain is [Number of diners] + 1. Unevenly divisible bread creates “a tension that I really enjoy.”

But does it protect ya neck

Students often carry misconceptions about coursework. They may view an instructor as an opponent standing in the way of the grade they want. And they see “getting the right answers” as the goal of education because that’s how you secure that grade.

Pedagogy aside, this is not entirely untrue in the lower division, at least on an institutional level. It’s usually the institution propping instructors up to stand in the way. They are told “you have to meet these learning outcomes, so these assignments have to do X, Y, and Z” and turns out X, Y, and Z are bullshit, but it meets accreditation standards if the class is audited. I taught rhetoric and it had to be explicitly Aristotelian. It blew chunks, nobody liked it or really understood it, but it was what the department justified to the institution for accreditation purposes.

I hated giving grades. I wanted to see continual improvement rather than final products. With a gun to my head I wouldn’t go back.

Heck, my surface pro 3 makes a great Linux machine. Still tweaking it but the touchscreen works just fine with Mint, so even an old one could probably do just fine.

Knock knock, open up the door, it’s real

I could not, would not, with a mohel

Would not, should not, with hot oil

They should ask ChatGPT for tips on tax fraud.

“You’re really taking initiative here! Let’s consider how to invest those funds instead into vans full of fertilizer and punch up a manifesto!”

Gonna get some hate here: it was always cringe, and we just have nostalgia for when our favorite lineups were on (usually the cocaine years). SCTV was way better.

Sleeping in a jar! Sleeping in a jar! The jar is under the bed! Sleeping in a jar!

Or Costco, if you want to get a little more bang for your buck and maybe pick up a decent warranty.

It sounds like you are possibly in an ambulatory role (maybe?) with patient education. My spouse has bounced between a few different floor positions, including ICU, then went to ambulatory, and now does outpatient chemo infusion as sort of a compromise. Each move corresponded with burnout. The floor became too rough, ambulatory became too boring and bureaucratic (but learned a LOT from providers), but the outpatient infusion setting seems to strike a good balance, at least for now. She heavily considered a NP/PA route, but it’s more school, money, and you’re on salary with long hours (no overtime!). Sufficed to say, there’s probably a niche for you too!