Man none of my dreams ever make sense. They’re not usually true nightmares, but occasionally. They’re never fun or relaxing, they’re always a little bit WTF, but somehow my brain still tells me, yeah sure, this is all real! And then I wake up confused. Always been that way. I’m jealous of people who have nice dreams. I’d rather have none at all rather than the junk my brain throws at me.

I know it means nothing but, as an American, I’m sorry for the havoc our political system wreaks on your feed and on the world in general. We’re not thrilled about it either, typically.

Yeah that made me question whether I was right or not, honestly.

Went through my comment replies, only one I found was @FlyingSquid@lemmy.world

To be fair, most English words aren’t even really English

The guitar one made me physically cringe because it felt the most damaging. The camera and eyeglasses can be cleaned; the orange juice could be thrown out and replaced. I suppose you could restring the guitar but it just feels like there’s a potential for further damage somewhere on the bridge or the other parts I forget the names of.

Yes! Pretzel buns are the superior bun for holding a burger in your hands. Definitely needs moisture from the other ingredients though. Also they have great flavor. I’m personally not particularly fond of the overly sweet brioche buns.

I still have mine (need it occasionally for work, I’m tied to the work account) but I deleted the app from my phone several years ago and not having it there has really helped me not check it. I never check it. Every once in a while I’ll log in to do something for work, see that three parents from my kids’ school sent me a friend request, accept those, and then split. I’m not sure why I bother; guess I don’t want them to feel shunned but it’s not like they’ll reach me there.

The worst is when someone is sharing their screen in zoom and then complaining about the lag in Chrome, while you can see the 80+ tabs… I even mentioned it to someone once but did she close them? No. Of course not.

My dad doesn’t swing to the left when turning right, but he does take the turn as wide as he can so he doesn’t have to slow down as much, for instance. Being a passenger in his car is nauseating.

He was an old-school republican and honestly pretty liberal overall. He’s still far from MAGA as far as I know.

And we love you for it.

My dog does one solid poop on walks, followed by one loose poop, and then she continues to try to go and manages to squeeze out liquid shit if I let her try. I’ve stopped letting her slow down after the second one. What is up with that?

Also still accurate for a lot of people, sadly.

I personally am not a rabid Witcher book fan — I swear, some folks think they are the best literature out there and they very much are not — but in their quest to make Yennefer a more fleshed out character, they screwed up her motivations and priorities. She’s supposed to be like a mother to Ciri. I did not watch season 3 but it was not looking good for their relationship at the end of season 2.

Pretty sure just yesterday I saw a Lemmy comment bemoaning that 88 had been co-opted for exactly this reason.

I mean… aren’t they already? My understanding of pigs is that they literally eat just about anything.

I let it cool and then scrape it into our food waste bin. (I don’t know if grease composts but for us it’s moot; the city doesn’t compost food waste but instead makes it into pig feed or something.)

You’re thinking of half sibling. Step sibling is when someone’s mom marries someone else’s dad. No relation.

It’s funny; I live in a Tesla hotspot and I actually notice slow teslas more than aggressive ones, maybe because I’m surprised they’re being so overly cautious. I guess it’s because everyone seems to have one here. Or… maybe it’s because they’re distracted. Yeah, that’s very possible…

(Full disclosure: I also drive one.)