CommissarVulpin

I wanna ride an arthropleura so bad

I’d love to be able to ride an isopod

In the typewriter community, the “holy grail” differs from person to person, but for me it was a 1930s Royal P equipped with a rare typeface called Vogue. Very, very rarely they’ll pop up from people who don’t know how significant that is, and that’s the only way to get one at a reasonable price - because those who do know what it is will ask thousands of dollars for it.

Eventually I found one for a comparatively cheap price (sub 1k), and the only reason someone else didn’t snap it up before I saw it was because the guy refused to ship it. Local pickup only. So I took the chance to drive the 10 hours round trip to snag it, and it sits proudly as the crown jewel of my collection:

It represented pence in the pre-decimal British money system, abbreviated from Latin denarii.

NS Savannah has entered the chat

A coworker of mine is from Louisiana. We’re in Washington state, and he told me that all the people here bitching about wind turbines and environmental regulations don’t know how good they have it. He’s from a town on the gulf which is basically one giant oil refinery. The stink and chemical pollution is unbelievable. He showed me the “Welcome to Whatever-ville” sign in his hometown, and it’s literally attached to a gantry that carries several chemical pipes over the road.

At some point they changed the bed from being made out of steel to aluminum, and you can really tell.

I’ve always seen tomatillos for sale in supermarkets (western US). Are they not common elsewhere?

It looks like something that would be mounted to the side of a helmet.

Data is the new oil. Collecting it, refining it, and distributing it.

Very.

I like that name a lot