Sharks are older than trees.

They’re older than a lot of things. Land plants, Yellowstone, appendages,dinosaurs, doritos.

I can’t speak for the environments, but clothing was fairly basic two part tunics for most people during Aristotle’s time. This painting was done 1300 years after his death, and during a time when much of history could be just conjecture.

Bald and beard is a surprisingly good look for him. I don’t know what he’s getting at with his weird ass hairdo.

I’m not installng shit. App only features means I’m never supporting your company.

In the same vein, video ads on a gas pump puts a store on my blacklist

Starforge?

our Chinese electric car

Burgers are greasy, that doesn’t bother me. Brioche buns are sweet and too thick, that’s what bothers me.

Stop putting sugar in everything. I don’t want a sweet Burger

Only for marketplace. Haven’t posted anything in years, and before that never anything meaningful.

I really like toads. Specifically Fowler toads. They look grumpy all the time, in a good way.

Marmots also rule hard.

I like a lot of bugs, but a recent focus of mine, as I found one in my shower and didn’t know they lived in my state, is a bristletail. They’re like a shrimp that does backflips for some reason. They’re one of the older bugs out their, and I think possibly related to sea scorpions, but I’ll have to recheck that particular knowledge base when I get the motivation next.

My day is about to get hectic. I’m building a house, and left a room intact from an old build to qualify as a remodel for tax and appraisal purposes. I was getting ready to install some tile so I can put a toilet in, and the salvaged room floor collapsed. After ripping out the subfloor, I found that a porch attached to the house was hollow and filled with dirt, which rotted the wooden sill plate on the foundation. So I have to Jack the house up to replace the boards and then build a new floor.

Any advice I get on the fix seems to come from flippers. I don’t want landlord repairs, I want permanent fixes. I’m not selling this shit. No ten year fixes. 50 year fixes.

At least it happened before I finished it and moved in.

Semi pro chiming in here: the infographic took an idea and ran the wrong way with it. Women are more sensitive to color, but it has to do with the context. They pick up more subtle colors without direct comparison. Its not that men can’t see the difference between lavender and piriwinkle when they’re next to each other, they’re just more likely to think their the same color if viewed sepparately.

It’s also worth noting that around age 35, both sexes lenses have yellowed enough that there’s no notable difference.

More places should have Malta India. Its like if cornflakes was soda.

Glad to hear it. I may have made an ass of myself on here a few times, but a few patient hexbears showed me what I needed to get it. If you defederated, I’d have to make an account and convince the mods I know better now.

Yep. I opened one of their locations and lost 2 years of my life to their shitty owners. Loved my coworkers though.

Washing dishes at a restaurant was my jam. Cranking music, making the other staff happy since I could clear that place like nobody else. all the dishes were the same and fit in the machine that was made for them, so I could focus on making the most efficient system to get everything done fast. I was wet and standing on slippery concrete all day, but it’s rewarding being the best at something.

But it payed 7.00, and the managers treated me like shit. Only job I ever walked out of when the owner started scolding me for washing a bin that was brought to me that still had too many frozen peas in it in her opinion. Final straw after constantly being short staffed, changing shifts last minute, firing good managers to give their shitty kids the positions, and forcing everyone to fill in other jobs without training.

Fuck you, pie company. I could have been happy.

You should never do anything that isn’t fun. Everything is fun if you make it so.

Line from a solid song by a local band i found when i was 16. Oddly enough, it never occured to me how much i liked it as a name until a decade later.

This is true. To me it seems nearly hopeless with our current climate of dismantling social services to create an entirely new one.

It seems like the prisons in the US should be mental healthcare facilities. Ignoring imprisonment for unjust laws, which i know is a stretch, if you’ve done something bad enough to have your freedom taken away, you could probably use some mental healthcare.

We treated psychology as a hard science before it was ready to be a soft science. They were imprisoning neurodivergents on the suggestions of psychologist that were effectively making things up that sounded plausible. Testing their ideas for the last hundred years has allowed us to figure out cognitive behavioral therapy, treatments for schizoid disorders (NOT THORAZINE), and countless other helpful ways to help the population (if we were interested in helping, that is.)

In it’s current state, psychiatry is being captured by the pharmaceutical industry. Psychopharmacology has become the standard, ignoring the fact that therapy is needed to solve the root problems during the time the meds control the symptoms. This is not to say that medication is not necessary, but it makes so much money it’s viewed as the only solution for just about anything out of the ordinary.

The old hospitals were prisons. They needed major reform, but instead we shut them down. I don’t know how they would be run if they were reopened today, but if they were run as a social service by real psychologists, and not by businessmen, pharmaceutical companies, prison industry, or politicians, we migjt be able to help some of the people who no longer have the ability to help themselves.

A few weeks ago, a homeless woman threw a large rock at my car. It put a solid dent in the fender, and we’re lucky it didn’t hit the windsheild. I tried to talk to her, and she just herled insults and me and kept walking away talking to herself about seemingly random paranoias. I didn’t know what to do, if i called the cops they would’ve possibly shot her, jailed her, and then just put her out again to be exactly where she was, but worse off. So i just had to continue on with my newly dented car.

The only thing that could help her is a well run mental health facility, but those don’t exist. So what do we do?

That and chronically overheating the pan it seems in their particular cases. I’ve spent a lot of time scouring chick peas and lentils of my favorite pans.

Maybe my vegan friends are just bad at cooking, but i swear any time they use my steel pans they leave them fucked right to fucktown.