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Don’t forget pop podcasts hosted by “storytellers” who read one primary source and one outdated secondary source before writing 20 hours of content, mostly about how the generals and kings got ready for the battles.
Don’t forget pop podcasts hosted by “storytellers” who read one primary source and one outdated secondary source before writing 20 hours of content, mostly about how the generals and kings got ready for the battles.
I feel like some folks are getting the wrong idea about our lovable rageaholic with these recent strips…
You need to read it in the context of the other strips. Normally, someone in the first panel defies Everett’s sense of decorum and general decent behavior (e.g. describing a way they took advantage of another person, or being unecessarily), and in the second panel Everett cartoonishly attacks them in a fit of righteous rage. It’s all meant to be a wish fulfillment for someone struggling with the stresses of “modern” urban living. I feel like Larry David would probably have been a fan if he were around during its run, if that helps; just imagine the Seinfeld gang if they looked and acted like Kingpin from the Marvel stuff. I think the audience is invited to sympathize with Everett’s sensibilities and to laugh at the catharsis of someone actually indulging their rage.
This one subverts the trope. It invites the audience to suppose the beggar will be destroyed, especially with the foreshadowing. However, simply existing and hoping for a little generosity does not violate Everett’s personal code, so going against the perceived rational choice, he listens to his better angels, leaves a coin, and moves on. I can almost imagine the cartoonist starting to become a little troubled at how sincerely people, possibly total assholes, professed to admire Everett and so wanted to turn things around a bit.
“Facilitated open computing initiatives and exercised independent judgment and mastery of social engineering techniques and forum software.”
Fair; I guess I should have run some data. I just used gasbuddy.com to run a similar track for what would have been my rather lengthy commute if my employer had asked us to return to office (and kept the lease on that building). Apart from a couple of outliers just outside the Dallas-Fort Worth airport, I’m only getting an 8% variance (about USD 0.23/gallon, versus your 25% and AUD 0.55/litre – is that right?).
That said, Iwill admit that $0.10/gallon suboptimal average price is probably more likely than I thought, though with a less intense driving situation one would still be well under the $260/year “convenience premium.” Outside the US and other oil-subsidizing countries, the numbers clearly work out very differently.
I might also add that some people forget about the “repetitive” in Repetitive Stress Injury. Adjustable is your friend because it allows you to find a really good posture, and also because it allows you to accommodate multiple postures through a day or month or whatever.
How do you find the twist-scrolling? I have the Orbit Fusion for my laptop because the ring is still my preferred scroller on trackballs, and the god-damned scroll-ring Orbit still doesn’t have a third button. I actually remapped a different button to be left-click so I could use a flatter hand position like most of their older designs (even the SlimBlade Pro) allow.
IIRC, Plato puts almost everything of substance into Socrates’ voice. Similarly, there are multiple versions of Homer, multiple versions of Gilgamesh, even multiple extant texts of Shakespeare, to say nothing of the sources he lifted from shamelessly. Hell, the Christian Bible collects four variations on the life of Jesus, not completely consistent with each other and super different from quite a few narratives that didn’t make the cut when they decided on a single library to collect as “The Bible.”
This is also a very clever meta way for Miller to tell the nerds to calm down. I actually find it really interesting how the people who can create compelling stories are often among the least fixated on telling consistent ones.
Citttttyyyy Streeeets, Take me to work.
To the place, with those jerks!
West of Boston, middle manage,
Return To Office, City Streets…
People are weird about gasoline. They’ll drive around looking for the cheapest option, to save 2 cents/gallon. Even with a huge tank, that’s less than 50 cents of total savings.
Bless 'em for keeping the price pressure on, but this is so very true. Once I ran a couple of mental hypotheticals, I stopped giving a shit, beyond avoiding places right by airports that jack it up a dollar or more (Las Vegas and especially Orlando, with lots of tourists in rentals, are the worst offenders I’ve seen).
For a pretty extreme example consider, as you say, a large 25-gal tank, and filling up from dry twice a week, at an average of $0.10/gal non-optimal price: you pay an annual premium of $260 bucks not to drive yourself batty hunting for pennies, and burning at least a tiny bit more fuel to do it. Most people will pay far less. It’s just this weird thing that stuck in people’s brains long past the point where a cent increase was any significant percentage of the fuel purchase.
I only practiced for about four years. Been orbiting around the contracting process flow at a giant tech company ever since, well over a decade.
My immediate bosses are better people, the hours are much better, and I don’t owe a special fiduciary duty to my employer. As boring day jobs go, it’s got its upside.
You’re probably right, and this in particular seems to be a sculpture with a turnip plant glued on top, per @Tolookah@discuss.tchncs.de
I wonder if this an evolution of the square watermelons known in Japan.
We have a 25yo male cockatiel, and he used to do this the female we had. Poor little guy had no clue how it was supposed to work, and after a moment she’d squawk angrily and bite him, then later she’d lay unfertilized eggs and he’d try to stomp them through the bottom of the cage.
I see where you’re coming from, but there’s not enough pouches, and those feet are too human looking.
The strip feels like a Larry David wish fulfillment power fantasy. I can imagine it was pretty satisfying to people in growing, modernizing cities.
On the plus side, this particular router will work fine as a stand for a fondue pot.
The sense I get is that Sunak is just fucking over it and wants to be put out of his misery.
Because they lost the Civil War, duh. Also, the headline misspelled Tallapoosa and put up the wrong flag. Sheeeeeeeesh.
Timothee Chalamet is much older than we thought…