Only two weeks? I want my money back for that love potion.

In the realm of republican politics (also known as the fucked supreme court), only republican presidents are given total immunity.

Yes, but averaging is the wrong take here. I believe the actual amount of gun owners is under 40%, if I remember the studies. I personally witnessed a messy divorce, and the individual that had a personal stake in the gun collection moved somewhere in the realm of 200 rifles out of the house. I thought I knew gun nuts* before that, and it blew my mind. Those sort of folks are going to massively skew the guns per capita.

*I had seen collections of 50+, but they were rare and rich… most ‘nuts’ that I knew just liked their personal amount of 5-10 that they thought were the bee’s knees.

That one freaking kills me. I can only hope that the movement of some places onto mastodon might help be a gentle push and a guide that can be pointed to for other places to follow.

Smoke me a (non-processed) kipper, I’ll be back for cancer breakfast!

I feel like the west virginia statistic may be heavily biased by what a poor family might feed a child. I remember my parents using hot dogs for ‘cheap’ meat that could be doctored into meals that my picky toddler ass would eat.

Took a closer look to see if I was surprised by any correlation about poverty, and browsed away with the belief that the south is still a shithole… which might still correlate with poverty. I think kansas/oregon is the first entry that wouldn’t be ‘south.’

Exactly! The ‘death’ of facebook has in no way seemed to impact its influence on everything. I still find places that use a facebook page as their company website. The marketplace is inescapable if you want to buy or sell something used.

All this idea would do is establish a very well known area for AI to be used in… and it would serve the same function as a reservoir of infection for pathogens.

fruit sugars are prolly fine

Fruits in general aren’t as good for you as general thinking have them. The majority have been bred to be so exaggerated in their sugar content that, as an example, you can’t feed pet primates fruit very often or they will get diabetes (without getting into the horrors that keeping primates as pets encompasses). You can quickly get an idea of this by searching for ‘wild strawberries vs grocery strawberries.’

The fibrous parts of fruits is good, the ‘nutritional’ aspects of them are decent, but the absolute black-hole-mass of sugar on the one side of the teeter-totter is a pretty big negative for them.

The get rich quick scheme I thought was well thought out, for the ‘in universe’ principles that had been laid out. One galleon converted to a lot of copper, so the mary sue could take gold from the muggle world, get it made into galleons in the wizard world, trade those for a metric shit ton of copper knuts, and then take those to the muggle world to be sold for a much larger sum of money than had been used to buy the gold.

As long as you don’t expect it to work forever, it would be fine. The writing was terrible, but the character established all the nuts and bolts of the operation by ‘just asking’ questions to the diagetic narrator: pure gold was able to be made into galleons for a fee, banks would give you your money in knuts if you asked, and the prices would work for it.

The writing was jank and the protagonist narrator insufferable, but the conclusions he drew did make sense for the world he had been placed in, as appropriate for a ‘rationalist’ critique of harry potter.

Edit: the part where I just threw up was where the narrator had an immediate, perfectly-thought-out-but-the-writer-couldn’t-come-up-with-an-actual-thing when mcgonagoll threatened to alter his memory, but he had thought of a perfect solution to that years ago. It reminded me of terrible ttrpg players who just ad hoc added parts to their backstory so they could be mary sues in a collaborative game.

sexual battery of a pack of golden retrievers,

He isn’t even going to get the chance to plea for his life. That’s a summary execution right there, I should think. Gag him and insert the burning electric wire 1 in./min, starting at the toes.

Uh… off the top of my head calculations, 40C is equivalent to 104F? I think my summer days get to just below that, on average. Hottest recorded ever was 109F, but that was at an airport, so lots of concrete and very high amounts of heat producing engines may have ticked that up a degree or two.

I think my rowing activities average about 30C when we start, and the courtside fun a hair or two higher. We try to stop by the time it gets close to 39C. Even with a breeze you can’t really sustain activity by then. That’s when we go to get lunch and then, yep, sleep.

Don’t target the immigrant neighborhood’s churches, hit the rural ones 4 hours away from any major city. Just imagine the ice gestapo sending a convoy of agents out that far and getting nothing.

They’ll grow on you.

Apparently the moonies don’t help things.

There’s a difference between refreshing and better tasting though. Hell, all the beer companies in america know that, which is why you get things like the coors campaign of the mountains changing color if the beer can is cold enough, because cold suppresses your ability to taste. They know they taste like shit but because they’re so cold they are ‘refreshing.’

Winters in LA or LA

You… I like you.

Also, you’re sliiiightly overstating how little you can do in the summer hot times. It’s not a “risking your life” scenario every time… Recreation just switches to an early morning or post-sundown schedule. I usually still get 3-4 hours of sports activities on a saturday or sunday. Plus you get fun things like all the animals that are crepuscular being out and about, so you’ll have ospreys flying over your heads with a fish, or squirrels doing races around the fencetops.

I’ve lived in the south. I’ll take the 100+F days with high humidity. You know why? Because the heat doesn’t hurt. It will make you uncomfortable as fuck because of sweat and lethargy, you might get a sunburn, which hurts later, and it can kill you over time, but it doesn’t hurt. Cold fucking hurts like a bitch. In the summer, I can finish mucking the horse stalls and herding the cows, then head inside and take a shower. Instantly all the uncomfortable heat and its byproduct of sweat/grime is gone. The AC and a little air movement make the heat dissipate in moments. In the winter, I have to head inside and sit by the fireplace or in the shower/bath until the warmth actually makes it down to my bones, because they are aching from the cold, and that can take bloody hours.

Spring is obviously still the best season, but summer is far from the worst.

I mean, I think mcdonalds food is already shitty as hell, but why let it get even shittier by letting the moisture parts seep into the dry, the moisture parts dry out, and the meat parts get cold? Insulated bags keep food sort of hot/cold, but the only correct way to eat food is at the moment it is done. Otherwise it just gets nasty. I don’t care how you reheat your fries, ninja air idiots, they aren’t anywhere close to fresh. Repeat ad nauseam for everything else.

Also, if you’re eating a mcdonalds burger with a fork and knife, your life has gone off the deep end. Or fries, if you’re already eating a burger.

Meh. I think it’s pretty accurate. Try meeting up with a friend* at a random public place, like a grocery store, and then pretending to lose them. Describe them to a security guard or employee and I guarantee the clothing description you give will be better and more detailed than you trying to describe their bodily features.

Now imagine you’ve only met the person once, and you were in a delicious haze of alcohol, whatever drugs they used in cinderella’s time/local, and the raging sex hormones of being a prince that was pursued by many different ladies. He might have the dawning sense of familiarity upon seeing cinderella’s face, but if she was dressed completely differently, like a common scullion ordered about by her wicked step-family, and thus had her hair done differently, covered, and demeanor and bearing were changed, because again she’s basically being beaten down by her step-family… well, I wouldn’t be surprised he couldn’t immediately tell who she was.

*a child, 4-10, is much better at doing this with for the experiment, but good luck getting the child to understand what you want without spoiling their ignorance for said experiment.