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…i always use my signals to unambiguously communicate intent; the only time i’ve been embarrassed is after carrying that habit onto the track, but it’s tough to break…

…my wife uses her signals to ask permission, which i feel can cause confusion, but she feels the same way about me…

…i’m pretty sure the only difference between versions is the physical cartridge format; the software is identical and there are adaptors available for both platforms…

…i’ve always considered that a game gear title first, even though both formats were released nearly simultaneously…

OH YEEAH BAYBEE!!

THEN YOU ARE LOST, ANAKIN!

…she’s an episcopalian bishop who led trump’s inaugural service, asking that he accept god’s humility and share his mercy with marginalised people who fear him, specifically naming genderqueer, immigrant, and refugee populations…

…this is just staging plausible deniability for the russian asset…

…nothing wrong with dying; when you die it’s not your problem anymore…

…problems are for the folks left behind…

…depending upon the week, somewhere between ⅔ and ⅘ of my workflow can be in outlook…

…our IT policy required a shift to new outlook last year and it devastated my productivity: i struggled against its user-hostile interface for a couple of weeks and eventually just stayed home so i could get work done, despite our back-to-office mandate…in short order i was given an administrator account and i’m back on old outlook again…

beep-beep-beep-beep! beep. beep.

…typity type-type…

…advanced marvel superheroes, the full FASERIP system…

…when i trained as a rescue diver, i learned that it’s not drowning unless you die: if you survive, it’s a near-drowning…

…two-thirds a dram of scotch whisky…

“emerging”

…you keep using that word; i do not think it means what you think it means…

…for fine drafting, rotation is the last thing you want: that chisel-tip is precious, lead holders are love, lead holders are life…

…pretty much this: you’ll be fined for anything other than well-groomed grass growing in your yard…

…i’ve been disappointed with the print quality of most of their POD books since last year: it’s like someone isn’t monitoring the ink levels and one of the CMYK colors almost always looks washed out…

…i climbed onto the roof of the press box over kyle field and peed into the open air hundreds of feet below: it evaporated before hitting the ground…