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THEN YOU ARE LOST, ANAKIN!

…she’s an episcopalian bishop who led trump’s inaugural service, asking that he accept god’s humility and share his mercy with marginalised people who fear him, specifically naming genderqueer, immigrant, and refugee populations…

…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…

…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…

…adults shouldn’t have to be earning money either; good luck with that…

…born in the seventies, i was working by fifth grade and overnight by high school; longest shift i ever pulled was twenty-six hours without a break…

…kids born in the eighties enjoyed nineties child labor laws, which were kind of a mixed blessing: less exploitation but also less opportunities to earn money…

…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…

beep-beep-beep-beep! beep. beep.

…typity type-type…

…i prefer the inversion: "when a good man goes to war, demons run."…

…when i trained as a rescue diver, i learned that it’s not drowning unless you die: if you survive, it’s a near-drowning…

…two-thirds a dram of scotch whisky…

…for fine drafting, rotation is the last thing you want: that chisel-tip is precious, lead holders are love, lead holders are life…

…pretty much this: you’ll be fined for anything other than well-groomed grass growing in your yard…

…i climbed onto the roof of the press box over kyle field and peed into the open air hundreds of feet below: it evaporated before hitting the ground…

…the craziest part was that it wasn’t there throughout the entire show: during that particular set, it loomed up from nowhere behind the stage and then lurched out over the crowd, or at least those of us who had pushed up front on the floor…