TIL!
…i also had no idea aluminised tetrapacks were recyclable; always figured composite materials were dead-end landfill fodder…
(the changeover wasn’t entirely in the sixties, though: as a kid, we used to peel cartons open and scrape off the wax for craft projects clear into the early eighties, never realised the packaging had changed prior to the advent of plastic screw-tops)
…typically they’re coated with food-grade wax…
…this is its best use case: something very specific but with waaaay too niche to justify its production cost, like an image for one scene of one session of one group of four players…
…if you have the economy of scale for publication, real art by real artists is often (but not always) definitively stronger…
…when i turned thirty, i was a grownup, and people started treating me like one: grownups are f*cking old and their lives are over…
…nothing wrong with dying; when you die it’s not your problem anymore…
…problems are for the folks left behind…
…depending upon the week, somewhere between ⅔ and ⅘ of my workflow can be in outlook…
…our IT policy required a shift to new outlook last year and it devastated my productivity: i struggled against its user-hostile interface for a couple of weeks and eventually just stayed home so i could get work done, despite our back-to-office mandate…in short order i was given an administrator account and i’m back on old outlook again…
…when i trained as a rescue diver, i learned that it’s not drowning unless you die: if you survive, it’s a near-drowning…
…that typeface is fire…
…for fine drafting, rotation is the last thing you want: that chisel-tip is precious, lead holders are love, lead holders are life…
…with some clever geometry, it could be sized for metric-integer weight, length, and volume…
…those are some tiny potatoes or ginormous bananas in either case…
…pretty much this: you’ll be fined for anything other than well-groomed grass growing in your yard…
…i climbed onto the roof of the press box over kyle field and peed into the open air hundreds of feet below: it evaporated before hitting the ground…
…the craziest part was that it wasn’t there throughout the entire show: during that particular set, it loomed up from nowhere behind the stage and then lurched out over the crowd, or at least those of us who had pushed up front on the floor…
…i’ve seen some pretty epic shows by some pretty epic bands, but the last time i saw muse play, i did not expect to see a F*CKING HUNDRED-FOOT MECHA lunge out from the stage…
…trinitrons are curved, just two-dimensionally…
…sleeve of saltines and a block of grated cheddar were my go-to lunch as a kid; no regrets…
(these days i’m more into triscuits and cheddar slices, the pricey aged cheeses rather than big orange store-brand bricks)