Damn, even gen X forgot about gen X

Talk to a doctor or nurse - the ease with which insurance requests went through for at least a month afterward was comical.

I’m not sure about how things are now though, maybe more pie is needed

I take the bus regularly, it’s fine. Heard this shit all my life, then lost my license due to epilepsy and thought “oh crap.” Turns out it’s fine and actually a great way to dodge giving a shit about where I park.

GC, but Skies of Arcadia: Legends got me good as a kid

You’re right that prescriptivism is fundamentally nonsense, but it’s been more than a decade and I still put airquotes on “pizza” when referring to it around Pittsburgh, because I don’t want to mislead visiting relatives

Hell, it’s true just traveling across the US. Try “Phildadelphia Cheeseteak” a few hours’ drive out of Philly. They’ll ask if you want marinara.

Potatoes in Ireland being a result of the Colombian exchange, this is one of those scenarios where you might be able to find an equivalent South American dish from before Ireland had potatoes(wild to think about, right?). The Inca grew potatoes with corn and eggplant for their farming, and it’s hard to imagine they ate them raw.

Some googling shows things that all appear to be fusion cuisine, but then any use of tomatoes or potatoes in Europe is fusion cuisine anyway :P

Edit: lmao this entire discussion is hashed out further down anyway, love it

that would be a good map. Especially if you had the IPA on it

Doubtless accurate, even here in the US I grew up in an area that pronounces water “wuhter”, and had to unlearn that when I moved to a city where that would confuse people. That said, I also picked up “y’all” from a friend in college, so it’s a mixed bag.

But when I visit home for a week and come back, definitely some "wuhter"s slip out before I get back into full city mode.

You may find this 1991 GNU mailing list email informative and interesting

Hell yeah, get me some Chicken Little

Scum-skimming wasn’t hard to learn. You got up at dawn. You gulped a breakfast sliced not long ago from Chicken Little and washed it down with Coffiest. You put on your coveralls and took the cargo net up to your tier. In blazing noon from sunrise to sunset you walked your acres of shallow tanks crusted with algae. If you walked slowly, every thirty seconds or so you spotted a patch at maturity, bursting with yummy carbohydrates. You skimmed the patch with your skimmer and slung it down the well, where it would be baled, or processed into glucose to feed Chicken Little, who would be sliced and packed to feed people from Baffinland to Little America.

“The Space Merchants,” Frederik Pohl, good read

I read that two weeks ago right before the EU and US heat waves, was surreal, and not in a good way.

Honestly my vibe as well

Personally I’ve only just started seeing it used that way on telegram within the last month, seems to be a recent thing.

You might enjoy the book 1491 a lot - it goes over what populations existed before contact, and even explores the period when people would make decisions between whether they would stay a colonial resident or join a native country - and vice versa. Turns out it was very much down to the person.

Of course, it also has the mind-blowing fact that we lost roughly 92% of the population of the Americas to disease - which is how the Europeans walked into the “New World” so easily, but also why they had to start importing slaves from Africa. The author frames it as if we just suddenly lost all of China - and laments the cultural exchange we’ve lost as a result.

10/10 read, would recommend if you like the topic.

No war but clast war

And you get bonus slavery until they die

Another nerd - it’s because the solvent in WD-40 cleared out the dirt that was causing the squeak. But you should hit the hinges with some lubricant if you’d like a longer-lasting squeak-free house.

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