I like making homemade bongs and water pipes specifically from reclaimed materials. I'm not strident about things, but it's fair to say in a general sense that I need them to have $0.00 of material costs. I make "the best" in terms of performance, and people freak out when they use or see them. They are always a huge conversation piece, always creative, and I just give them away. People ask me all the time to make custom ones but I won't. It's free or nuthin'
I know people that still use water pipes I made for them 15 years ago! Sometimes they look a bit "trashy" but they're crafted! And that's the way I like em!
Remember when Homer Simpson made that misbegotten lump of shit called VunderBaat or something? I feel him man
Sort by fabric weight and "toughness" not the other ideas.
You want jeans with towels and rags and socks and goonch together. Thinner shirts and blouses with thinner slacks together. Heavy jumpers and aprons and work pantaloons. Always cold water, lay flat dry unless you find that too annoying and time consuming (I personally prefer air dry but it's probably me being a bit fussy and too frugal buy hey free winter home humidity too)
edit: Oh and you must inside-out the good items. So the nice exterior doesn't get beaten to rat-shit and all pilled up. Let that rubbing-rubbing-rubbing damage to the fibers happen on the interior of the garment which nobody sees
People really could benefit from an occasional reminder that the need for critical thinking in life doesn't take a vacation. Believing things will "work out" just because one hopes it will is a dangerous game, especially when those people promote the risk-taking to others. Stay sane and dis-invest emotionally from things in which one has literally zero control of the outcome.
Felt this way my whole life about low-saturation blues and also gre/ay... discovered I have something going on in my left eye that doesn't really see greens all that well. Found this out over a rollicking argument over my favorite gray coat which obv, was actually kinda greenish
For the love of God, do not directly say it to this person, speak to HR or your supervisor and tell them you are feeling harassed at work and can't do your job.
If you say anything to the man all he's going to conclude is that you are against him, and his paranoia will kick in, and he will make problems for you that you can't anticipate.
When I did my 4 years of attachment therapy, and I gave it everything I had, I could literally feel the structure of my brain changing.
Not thought patterns changing (which they did) I'm talking about the actual physical structure of my brain. New pathways were forged and old ones closed forever. It very much reminded me of how I could feel my brain developing when I was teaching myself to program at the age of 13-16... and thinking so hard that my brain felt like it was literally overheating.
It's a crazy experience to have as a human - to literally not be able to construct old thought, or emotion frameworks, because the physical structure required for them doesn't exist anymore. To have memories reduced to "that happened" while no longer being able to recall any relevant details.
Every moment of their lives is filled with hatred, fear, misery and self-loathing though.
It is not possible to make the following statements and have them both be true: "I feel nothing" "I'm miserable". So it's clear they are in a world of deep emotional pain and burden, and that simply existing is a form of relentless torture.
Nobody deserves to feel or live that way. There's nothing "centered" :(
edit: But JOY! It doesn't need to be that way. I'm living proof that internal change is possible because I used to feel the way that man feels.
It's such a nutty claim for me to make... but I really believe any person on the Web circa 97-2005 and was involved in any kind of Web-based gaming has directly played at least one. Shockwave, Flash, Facebook no difference.
If you played any kind of web- or Internet-enabled, State-run lottery product anywhere in the world between 2010-2015 I would bet my actual life. And since the games I made were all localized for international audiences they were world-wide!
If you've been on a Riverboat Casino in the past 2 decades you've 100% played because I ran the game studio that made the games for a major supplier of riverboat Video Lottery Terminal games.
Holy shit... I never actually stopped and realized how many lives my crappy games touched....
What reparations are owed to the Indigenous people of the Vietnamese highlands, perpetrated against them for centuries against the other Indigenous people of the Vietnam lowlands?
Honestly, it's just fun to blow leaves or snow. It's a mindless puttering activity that lets you improve your home area and be mildly active.
Unfortunately what happens is people's general tendency to think about themselves and nobody else. So they're self-satisfied in their reasons for being out there, not thinking about the dude next door that works nights and can't sleep, and even his construction-grade noise headphones don't help. Or the dude that just wants to listen to jazz quietly.
The leaf blower people are well-meaning people with mild mental illness who are just selfish enough not to realize their home/self care is annoying others. e: A lot of times the guy just needs to get the F away from their spouse. I've lived near leaf blower people and they're invariably older married (sometimes retired) men. Never women.
I like making homemade bongs and water pipes specifically from reclaimed materials. I'm not strident about things, but it's fair to say in a general sense that I need them to have $0.00 of material costs. I make "the best" in terms of performance, and people freak out when they use or see them. They are always a huge conversation piece, always creative, and I just give them away. People ask me all the time to make custom ones but I won't. It's free or nuthin'
I know people that still use water pipes I made for them 15 years ago! Sometimes they look a bit "trashy" but they're crafted! And that's the way I like em!
Remember when Homer Simpson made that misbegotten lump of shit called VunderBaat or something? I feel him man