I suppose you’re correct. My bad. I guess I intended to imply it with basil orange bread, which I still think is possible. I just have to workshop it.
IN THE KITCHEN!
I’m a dude in Oregon. I regularly make bad life decisions and do not make a habit of learning from my mistakes.
I suppose you’re correct. My bad. I guess I intended to imply it with basil orange bread, which I still think is possible. I just have to workshop it.
IN THE KITCHEN!
I’m just saying that baking is the same if you’ve got the balls or lack of self-preservation to experiment.
Opposite, dude! Or let me redefine that. Cooking is also a no holds bar situation. Kitchen is a fuck around space and we can fail any way we want to as long as no one sees it. Do you want to try some garam masala pesto on my basil orange bread?
Braggart.
Some say the most dangerous game is the hunting of man.
I know that it’s Knife Monopoly.
Ah, crap. I don’t have kids. Or neurotypical processing. Or dignity. I’ll find a way to cheese it, though.
I am truly grateful for our collectivism. This is home, because I know I always have family and will fight tooth and claw to maintain that.
If there’s anything we can depend upon, it’s the Willamette Valley interdiction to meeting corporate greed, and I love it. Represent. I’m there.
Edit: it’s a valley and not a velley. My phone is dumb, but apparently you guys get it.
If you empathize with having to move a heavy sofa up several flights of stairs with only two people, you help move a stranger’s sofa. There’s no enjoyment. It sucks for everyone. People get hurt and bump around and say, “sorry” and “ow” a lot. That’s what the pizza/beer is for.
Even if you’re moving it at 9:00 am, you crack a beer when you’re done. It’s more volunteer work than civic duty, but it feels more rewarding than a shift at the food bank.
Source: I volunteer for the food bank.
This is heartwarming. It sounds inaccurate. I don’t have a truck, but stranger if you live around Portland, I’ll help you move a sofa.


Oh. Oh God. Please no.


“Valour” is one of those words that I think deserves a “u” regardless of if I’m Canadian.
I reinstalled 2.7 because it’s a better UI (objectively speaking).
Oh, sorry. Things just don’t feel the same as when we were dating. I feel like the magic is gone. I want a divorce.


Ew. That’s not a sai. (Or katana or bo staff) Donatello would affix a pizza cutter to a six foot pole like a real man. Turtle. Turtleman.
Oh, I’m gonna carry that weight.
You only have to wash one leg when you shower, as long as you switch each time.
Oh, thanks! That’s… totally a comprehensible metric for humans that have been inside several suns.
Short take: you don’t have to clean as hard for company.
Me: “I WILL be Elden Lord”
Also Me: refuses to level past 1