What? No. You don’t understand. I’m rock hard and ready for those Chicken Wonton Tacos.

Hey man, I’m just here for stuff like this (below). I don’t know why this is happening, this sacred place shouldn’t be for hornyposting.

Yes, agreed. Why is this even in shitpost? I wonder if h0rni has ever tried a percolator. I don’t mind it while I’m camping, but when I’m home I prefer a Moka pot. I also want strong, bitter coffee. I can’t stand instant, but sometimes I will add it to my wife’s weak-ass brew. I can see through hers! I should never be able to see through my coffee.

A couple years ago, I got the French press kit for my Firemaple X1 to take camping. It’s super light and breaks down flat. The kit, not the X1 itself. But it’s so much more work to clean than a percolator! The grounds stick to the rough texture of the titanium walls, and I typically end up dribbling it over the edge and down the outside when I pour. That stains the neoprene sleeve and I have to then wash that. I’m thinking about going back to a percolator for camping, but that is so much extra room I’m already used to not needing to account for.

I suppose I could just bring my 2-cup Moka pot, that would be the happy medium. It’s smaller than a percolator, and easier to clean than the French press. The issue there is that if I’m not solo camping, I typically share the coffee. And nobody I go with likes the Moka pot.

Tell me about your coffee!

Oh gosh, i did that a couple years ago. We had some people leave, including my manager. I was a lead engineer. I was also leaving, I was promised a position at a 27% increase in salary. But it is a big, international company and their HR was painfully slow at getting me an offer letter. It ended up being 3 weeks from interview to offer. In that time, I just had to sit through several rounds of meetings with the COO, restructuring our group. I was a pivotal part of this plan. Finally, he had the plan finalized. And I got my letter. Handed in my two weeks the same day. No regrets. Love the new place.

Also, that COO wad not an insignificant factor in people leaving.

I’m not going outside in this weather. Especially if I have to put pants on. They should just send a second driver to pull my Arby’s out of the burning wreckage and finish the delivery without me having to tell them.

Been there, done that. With half and half instead of milk.

An under sink filter system has been one of my favorite small upgrades for my house. I always have a metal water bottle with me, and for longer times away I have a big metal half-gallon insulated jug.

No passport, no real id. Good thing I don’t go anywhere.

You dry your balls first, then your ass. Then, you get in the shower. After the shower, you use the same towel again to re-apply your musk. Women love it.

Just get rid of half of it. I love “fall back.” I hate “spring ahead.”

It’s efficiency. The subject matter is the frank n’ beans, who cares about the rest? Likewise, I would be perfectly content with receiving faceless melons flopped out of a bra.

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The article said the M17 pistol is basically the Sig Sauer P320. Could be entertaining. For those not familiar, the P320 is developing a reputation for unintentional discharges.

It gets to the end of the movie, and he says "OK, i think I’m ready to do this for real. It pans out to a huge set. The whole thing was just The Rehearsal for James to actually go on the mission.

I helped my dad install a new dumb thermostat last winter. We just had to drill a couple of new holes to mount it, and moved the wires over. Boom,there was heat again. I thought about how much of a pain in the ass it was to get my Ecobee working, and how refreshing it was to just have something work immediately.

It’s a very similar feeling to playing my GameBoy Color again after messing around with retro gaming linux handhelds. You just turn it on and play, then just turn it off. No boot sequences, no emulator settings to tweak. No SD card corruption that ruins your game library. Just on and off.

I need three desks. Modern PC desk, retro PC desk, and a soldering desk. Otherwise, perfect.

Loss will never not be funny.

I lock the door even when I’m home alone. I dont want any dogs, or toddlers, or even my wife in there. I’ll go down to the basement, even. To the Shit Dungeon, my sanctuary.

This makes me think of this clip of Mr. Girl where he sits his girlfriend down and tells her that her orgasm isn’t his responsibility, and goes on to express that he just cares about himself getting off, and pretty sure he said it would be better if she just laid there and didn’t make any noise.

This guy operates on a level of sarcasm that is so constant and extreme, I can’t tell what he’s serious about and what is some type of social commentary. A lot of things he says are so creepy and offensive, it’s just safer to avoid him altogether.

Looks a lot like my wardrobe, even the Chucks. Can’t quite find a cut like that anymore, but I love that wash. And, honestly, I like it when they get tattered by the heel.