A Man Needs A Car Like A Wizard Needs A Bicycle

I read “stage paintings” and immediately thought of broadway:

How did I miss weaponlord? Was it a musical? I wonder what the choreography was like

Stage paintings by Glenn Kim for Weaponlord (Visual Concepts, 1995).

They should invent a isolating yourself from everything and everyone that is healthy

Precision.

It’s easy to ignore information I don’t need. Near impossible to manifest information I don’t have.

European recipes make me feel like Walter white

American recipes: [3 page story about how their mamaw used to make this for them during the depression] so you’re gonna smack a stick of butter in there and then put a cup or two of flour until you feel like it’s dry enough. Be generous with the sugar. You’ll know when. Get a healthy amount of molasses and an egg in there and then mix up with your hands until it’s nice and crumbly. If you’re feeling fruity you can add vanilla extract here if you’re tough like they are where I come from cornmeal will do. Add water to taste and texture. If you’ve struck big it can be milk. Put in cast iron skillet blow it a kiss and bake until golden brown. Let cool until you get tired of smacking a bunch of little hands away from having a taste.

European recipe for essentially the same thing: You. Worm. Get out your little scale. You need 147 grams of flour. no more no less. 133 milliliters of fresh milk. 27 grams of white granulated sugar. If an extra granule ends up in the mixing bowl someone from Brussels will be by to administer the proper regulatory fee in 48 hours. Whisk together for 139 seconds exactly and titrate 3ml extrait de vanille into the bowl using an eye dropper before baking at 231 Celsius for 26 minutes. If you deviate from this in any way the food will be inedible and your fine will double. 

Thanks for piercing the temporal veil of my past and reminding me of that which i had forgotten!

Darrell K. Sweet's 1989 cover to Piers Anthony's Visual Guide to Xanth, by Piers Anthony & Jody Lynn Nye. Via Ranaroth on Bluesky.

All this shablam in one go and I can barely park straight 😓dayum!

While there is no definitive collective noun for sloths, the forerunner is a “snuggle” of sloths.

Use this information as you will.

Mother sloth reunites with her baby

Reasonable to dislike beer but here’s some information I picked up working briefly at a beer bar:

Beer ages both poorly and quickly. Its shelf life is for shit. Getting a fresh beer makes a huge difference in quality. I’ve heard that the beer sold around the overseas breweries are like heaven (Guiness and Pilsner urqell for example) since they may only be a few hours old.

Also, pretty sure OP is a preteen pretending to be an adult.

hard cider was invented when someone decided to make beer that tastes good instead of bad

It’s illegal to tell someone you’re gonna kill them. Here are some ways to imply it, legally:

- people are hunting you

- you will die soon

- won’t someone please kill this fuck?

- when you die you will be screaming, covered in blood.

- I wonder what color your blood is?

- what do you think your last words will be?

- the grim specter of death has his icy hand around your throat.

The trick to this is to sound as much as possible like a necro-wizard delivering a fell prophecy.

Trump is now polling underwater on every single issue, including the economy and immigration. Do not let him claim he has a mandate or is all powerful. We are the majority — not Trump.