No idea why they’d want those tethered caps. My speculation (and that’s 100% unfounded, so take it as you will) is that they are lobbying for something simple and cheap (tethered caps, plastic straws, etc), to blind people from the real environmental issues that are far more costly to tackle. Kind of like the plastic recycle logo, which is a total scam, but makes people feel good enough to not further question the big corps’ recycling practices.

An EU regulation that was heavily lobbied for by Coca Cola.

Last year, a middle aged gentleman stopped me on the street to ask me what time it was. I told him “half past one and ten minutes.” Just came naturally to me (I also wear an analog watch, so never really can tell the exact minute). I still remember the confused look on his face, and I imagine he’s been working really hard to convert it into minutes. That made me self-conscious about saying the time, and I noticed I never say time in the hours-minutes format. My kids will be the same, as long as they pick up this habit from me rather than videos and movies.

It’s the same nonsense as invoking “the luck of the Irish”. Said by people who have absolutely no idea about Irish history.

One of your grandparents had to be born in Ireland, not just obtained Irish citizenship later in life. If he was born in Ireland, you’ll need his original birth certificate. More info here.

That said, I have a few formerly US coworkers who did get Irish citizenship by naturalization. That requires life in Ireland for at least 5 out of the last 9 years. Studying doesn’t count, so you’ll either have your current employer transfer you here, or you’ll find a job and move here. Your employer will apply for a 2-year work visa, which can be extended for another 3 years, after which you can apply for permanent residency. If you are employed in one of the critical skills jobs, you can apply for permanent residency in less than 2 years.

Tennis and athletics (track & field). Both watch and play.

But only spelling or grammar mistakes.

Freezer bags, 4 slices per bag, in a freezer. That way I can take out only as much bread as I can eat before it gets moldy.

Nope. It was a small manga story. I still remember it all too well, but couldn’t find it based on my search strings. Humanity is all the better for this story to fade away.

This made me uncomfortaba. Almost to the level of that old comics where a guy absorbs little boys through his penis.

My Outlook still has the yellow icon. Changed it back manually because I kept opening Outlook by mistake when I tried to open Word.

And here’s where I stop scrolling, turn off the light, close my eyes, and prepare for eight hours of nightmares.

Victory in my ass. I like it…

I have the body and mind of a god. Bacchus.

My smart scale estimates my physical age at 20 years less than my actual age. That just proves the scale is smart enough to know how to keep away from the recycling bin.

Am I the only one who thought this would be a GitLab meme?

Fun fact: when I was doing the Landmark Education courses, loads of people there were working for Lululemon. The company paid for it. Either they are big into mindfullness, or they hire people who need counseling.

No idea who that is, but I’d love to be her chiropractor. Talk about a repeat customer for life…

Preach on, brother. Just came back from my physio. He did some dry needling on my lower back because it ain’t what it used to be when I was still Wired for Sound.

This otherwise insightful chart suffers from the lack of NOFX.