The only ability you have in French is to judge. It’s what the language is for.

Neuwörtermachenaufgeregheit.

Bikes are popular in Seattle, but I’m not sure I’d call it a bike-friendly city. Tons of rain, tons of hills, tons of bridges, tons of crappy roads. We put bike lanes in a bunch of places, but a lot of them still have to go through confusing intersections or only cover part of your commute. Add on the new trend of no-hands driving, it’s still pretty dangerous.

I have a vague memory of listening to him on the radio in NY way back in the day and he was a legit sports analyst. Then a couple years later he showed up on national broadcasts and was completely different. Maybe my memory is failing me, but I don’t remember him starting as an obnoxious talking head.

Happiness in your household was wonderful.

Having read Scar Tissue, there was a lot of illicit love with the fans.

Not that bad, which is strange for this time of year. Usually I’d be working 'round the clock, but my industry is in a slump, so I have some free time. Hanging out with my partner, cooking, cleaning, played a hot second of video games last week. Hoping to have time to jump back into reading Stormlight Archive, but that’s one hell of an investment.

Thanks for asking, stranger. How’s life by you?

Basically comes down to the fact that I don’t enjoy it. Every time I’m on a bike I just think “I could be in a car. I could be sitting in a comfy seat listening to music, going way faster than this, using zero effort.” I like diving, I don’t like biking.

Plus, the last thing I want to do after a 12-hour shift at a physical job is to bike several miles uphill to get home.

I did the same math when I bought my bike. How many times do I have to ride it to work to break even on this purchase? And as soon as I hit that threshold I never touched the thing again. Turns out I hate riding a bike.

Alaska has a rule where a long as they freeze the fish on the processing boat (ie before it gets to the on-shore processing facility) they can label it as “Fresh Never Frozen.”

Gotta be loud, fast and angry. Gotta get shit done, can’t be listening to anything relaxing.

Oddly, a very similar war was fought in Mexico over mayonnaise almost four centuries later. I guess it was more a series of skirmishes than a war, but it was a fairly important conflict.

There were obviously other geopolitical factors at play, but it was largely symbolic resistance to European/ white influence on a country with massively changing demographics. In the spring of 1856, indigenous forces tried to block a large shipment of goods coming out of Spain. The freight consisted of a lot of different goods intended to provide a more “European” lifestyle for the elites in Mexico. While only a small portion of it was actually mayonnaise, it turned into a bit of a rallying cry for a movement trying to resist the influx of white oppressors who were turning into the ruling class.

Eventually the resistance forces captured an artillery battery and were able to shell the incoming freight ship, sinking it before it got to the harbor. While it obviously didn’t stop the European influence, it became a folk legend and a rallying cry for Mexican pride. To this day, you can still see “Sinko de Mayo” celebrations commemorating the event.

Mostly weird abbreviations and insulting nicknames.

“Cxl per Sparky e/o ssnA. Cust NFG.”

“Mark says to cancel this order at the end of A season. The customer is no fucking good, probably won’t ever show up.”

Me, unfortunately. Never picked up the taste for coffee, but I accidentally got hooked on caffeine through energy drinks, which are way worse for you. Now I’m trying to acquire the taste for coffee at a late stage to wean myself off energy drinks.

Streetlight Manifesto. Toe to Toe is probably their weakest song. Kinda slow, lyrics aren’t great.

Christina She Don’t Know I Exist is pretty bad, but I’ll give them a bit of a pass because they wrote it when they were about 17 years old.

I think they’re referring to Hill Assist. In manual cars if you let your foot off the brake you start to roll down hill. This is dangerous if you’re parked or stopped facing uphill with another car close behind you.

For generations, this was a problem that people had to deal with, and it took some skill. About 15ish years ago manufacturers started putting a feature on that would automatically hold the brakes until your foot hit the gas.

I was at Warped Tour many years ago, talking with randos in the campground. I mentioned which bands I was there to see, and this guy gave me a huge smile and yelled ‘You’re old’ in my face.