Stunning! Don't sleep on the trippy nickel deposit (flat, not dramatic like your coastal photo, but the colors and crystalline shapes are incredible).

It's shockingly good. The episode, "Hush," season 4, is some if the trippiest TV I've watched.

Panic in Shaupaneak Park.

I advocate the lye bath method. I use an old bus tub, fill it partway with water and add lye (always add lye to water, not the other way around). Soak as long as you wish (the high pH prevents rusting), periodically lifting with kitchen tongs to inspect. Use rubber gloves, rinse thoroughly.

Nelson CSS?

Am I reading this recipe correctly? It asserts that a knish is mashed potatoes mixed with flour, with filling shoved in. No pastry. Just a big, baked, potato gnocchi.

Steven Gundry, MD. He's a latter-day Henry Bieler, MD, who touted the magical healing powers of the zucchini. Gundry asks us to avoid cashews, as "they're not even a nut," and advocates for walnuts. Dude, walnuts aren't nuts either. Zero credibility, packaged in a slick, shiny box.

The sadomasochistic ritual of the WH press corps, asking Leavitt questions regarding WH policy in good faith, only to have her respond with a befuddled litany of ad hominems. Leavitt alone.

No.

Leave it to Fever.

Pretty sure that exclusion is not a priori fascist, and indeed is a human practice that long predates anything remotely fascist. Call me a fascist for not wanting a quack performing orthopedic surgery on my hand injury. I am grateful for the exclusion of quacks by the medical profession.

Well, not every religion. I mean, take the Huichol folk traditions involving teonanacatl. They're not fascist or authoritarian in the least. The ancient Dyonisian cults, drunkenly dancing in the forest, half-naked, holding spears of fennel stalks.

I love hiking in the coastal scrubland of southern California, and in the San Gabriels. Rich in biodiversity; it's amazing to witness regeneration after the fires. Plus, there's edible stuff if you know of it.

So much for tradwife kitchen prowess.

That's using your noodle.

I love pigs, and can no longer eat them. If someone called me Piggy, I'd take it as a compliment, while also wondering if the poor soul who flung it as a failed insult has sufficient roughage in his diet.

“If you are a person of influence in this country, maybe it’s time to pick a fucking side.”

Thank you @chrismurphyct.bsky.social

This cannot stand.
IMPEACH this psycho NOW!

The lesson of the Holocaust? There is no fucking lesson. Just as there is no lesson WRT our destruction of our indigenous folk and abduction of Africans here in the USA. Ok, maybe one lesson: don't shit on people. What a dim-witted asinine tool.

OMFG. Insurance (of any sort) 101.

Yes.

WRT to SNAP: as a kid, Hennepin County paid for my food, clothing, shelter because of shit, cruel parents. I'm grateful for the help. But these fuckers want to see kids starve, or perhaps work as galley slaves, thrown a crust of stale bread from time to time.

Well, the Essenes.

Whomever was responsible for the QuickBooks Online redesign should be publicly humiliated. Violates nearly every UX design principle and makes you feel like shit every time you use it. The UX already sucked, and now it sucks much more.

Everything tastes good on a Ritz.

I think about Fitzgerald's observation about the very rich in The Great Gatsby often these days, how wealth "makes them soft where we are hard...." and how, sadly, naive he was about this. In addition, the very rich, today, don't believe they are better than us; they don't think about us at all.

The nine criteria in the Bulk-O-Matic system.

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White presenting! So, no DNA tests to prove their supposed racial purity?

Can he make his own bed, wipe his own butt, or navigate his way around a Home Depot? No.

Ss2r

Not to mention her husband, sitting on his ass while thousands died of HIV, until his own close friend died from it.