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I made salmon dinner!
2024.05.19 03:07 Ok-Inflation-4156 I made salmon dinner!
 | I had to sub rice instead of amaranth as I couldn’t find it in store but everything is SO good & flavourful. submitted by Ok-Inflation-4156 to StardewValley [link] [comments] |
2024.05.19 03:06 No-Faithlessness8760 Warning! AVOID VRHOST’S SF LISTINGS! [USA]
Stayed in an Airbnb in SF for one day but it was supposed to be three months for an internship. It was obvious the property was not maintained at all- with a cracked pleather couch that was half naked to a whole mattress on our balcony. Stained shag carpet, whole unit smelling of cat pee, ripped and torn apart rugs, torn bedsheets, no hot water, particle board furniture alongside broken mismatched furniture, a previous guests laundry left over in a basket in our room, coffee machine had mold in it along with the window having mold on it, slept on a duvet cover because the comforter smelled and we tried to wash it and the washer was too small for it, the windows were unable to be fully closed… we left after not even 24 hours.
This was my first experience with Airbnb and I ended up having to stay in a hotel until I booked another place to stay. I was able to get a full refund from Airbnb but all of this hosts reviews were good, which is why I didn’t get any red flags. I wanted to post here since I read that some hosts are able to delete reviews. Despite going through Airbnb support, the listing is still active on their site which was surprising to me.
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This was my first experience with Airbnb and I ended up having to stay in a hotel until I booked another place to stay. I was able to get a full refund from Airbnb but all of this hosts reviews were good, which is why I didn’t get any red flags. I wanted to post here since I read that some hosts are able to delete reviews. Despite going through Airbnb support, the listing is still active on their site which was surprising to me.
2024.05.19 03:03 Definition_Novel Antanas Bimba Jr. - An American Lithuanian Revolutionary.
 | In July of 1913, the newly-arrived to America Antanas Bimba Jr., a then 19-year old Catholic ethnic Lithuanian immigrant, would later become one of the most important political figures of the Communist movement in the United States. submitted by Definition_Novel to BalticSSRs [link] [comments] Antanas Bimba Jr. was born in Lithuania in the village of Valeikiškis, in the Rokiškis district of Lithuania near the Latvian border, on January 22nd, 1894. His father, Antanas Bimba Sr., was a blacksmith and peasant farmer. Antanas Jr was one of six surviving children of his father’s second wife. The Bimba family were proud Lithuanians and devout Catholics, something that annoyed much of the Czarist government whom sought to impose Russian Orthodoxy and Russian language on Lithuania. This drove many Lithuanians, including the Bimbas, to immigrate to the United States and other countries in search of a better life. During the summer of 1913, at age 19, Antanas arrived in Burlington, New Jersey on a steamship with an older brother. He and his brother were then employed at a steel mill for only $7 a week and worked 60 hours weekly. Due to unbearable working conditions, Antanas and his family relocated, and he and his brother took up another job in Rumford, Maine at a pulp mill. Although conditions there were marginally better than the steel mill job, Antanas became sick from chest pains due to inhalation of toxic fumes, and was forced to leave the job and seek yet another one. This experience of being an immigrant and being exploited for his labor had a profound effect on Bimba, and it drove his interest in Marxism. After leaving the milling industry, he got his next job as a truck driver, becoming acquainted with Lithuanian American socialists in the process. His first revolutionary achievement was helping in making a co-operative bakery for rye bread, a staple food of the Lithuanian community. In becoming a socialist, he abandoned Catholicism, preferring agnosticism, what he called “religious freethinking”, not wishing to tie himself to organized religion. He later became an atheist as he got older in age. In May of 1916, Antanas attended college at Valparaiso University, a small private college that became popular in attendance with members of the Lithuanian immigrant community in Valparaiso, Indiana. He attended there until 1919, earning a degree in history and sociology, and was able to pay for his classes by tending to a Lithuanian owned library in the town. In the summers he worked in a wire factory and machine shop in Cleveland, Ohio. Bimba than became active in the Lithuanian Socialist Federation (LSF) , which served as a branch organization of the Socialist Party of America, with the LSF catering to Lithuanian immigrant populations (both primarily ethnic Lithuanian Catholics as well as Litvak Jews.) He spent his time in the LSF writing numerous Lithuanian-language publications for them, as well as traveling to Lithuanian immigrant communities in cities in the US delivering Marxist political lectures amongst Lithuanian laborers in steel manufacturing cities like Gary, Indiana and Chicago, Illinois. His first brush against the capitalist legal system came in 1918, it is not fully clear as to whether Bimba was arrested for his trade unionist and socialist beliefs, or his objection to World War One at the time. However, Lithuanian-American historians generally contend his arrest was a result of expressing all of those opinions publicly. Eventually he was released and charges were dropped. In summer 1919, he got a job as editor of “Darbas” (ENG: “Labor”) the Lithuanian newspaper of the ACWA (Amalgamated Clothing Workers of America). On September 1st 1919, the Socialist Party of America fractured into rival organizations, mainly amongst Social Democrat vs Marxist lines. The Marxist faction became the early iteration of the Communist Party of America, which the LSF backed, and Bimba was quick to support the CPUSA as a result. Bimba later became the editor of another Lithuanian American Marxist newspaper, this time “Kova” (ENG: “Struggle”) for the newly formed LCF (Lithuanian Communist Federation). Following the Palmer Raids by the US government which seized communist publications and shut down their press, Bimba then published the LCF underground newspaper “Komunistas” (ENG:”Communist”). In 1922, Bimba became editor of the Brooklyn, New York communist Lithuanian newspaper Laisvė (ENG: “Liberty”) and remained its editor until 1928. In November 1922, along with 6 other Lithuanians, he founded and held a committee meeting for a workers trade union called the United Toilers of America (UTA). The UTA also had numerous branch organizations, mainly serving immigrant communities, which operated notably with the help of Bimba and the rest of the 6 man committee. The organizations of the UTA were as follows: The Workers' Defense Conference of New England Alliance of Polish Workers of America The Ukrainian Association Lettish (Latvian) Publishing Association The Polish Publishing Association The Lithuanian Workers' Association Woman's Progressive Alliance. Since most of these organizations served Eastern European immigrants, it can be argued that Bimba is perhaps the first person of a Soviet nationality who developed a “diaspora Soviet/Eastern Bloc consciousness” driven ideology, aimed at unifying them under socialism for the benefits of their labor. A true visionary Bimba was. The UTA later became an organization absorbed officially into the Communist Party of the United States. The UTA eventually fell apart after raids by the government during the Bridgman Convention meetings of the UTA, in which its high profile leaders of William Z. Foster and C.E. Ruthenberg were arrested. After this, the UTA was disbanded. But it was on January 26th, 1926 that Bimba truly made his biggest mark on Marxist history in the United States. He had traveled to Brockton, Massachusetts to address the Lithuanian community there at the Lithuanian National Hall. At the meeting he championed socialism, encouraged unionizing in the Lithuanian immigrant community, and criticized the Catholic Church. He said in critique of the church as an institution: "People have built churches for the last 2,000 years, and we have sweated under Christian rule for 2,000 years. And what have we got? The government is in control of the priests and bishops, clerics and capitalists. They tell us there is a God. Where is he?” When he received pushback from religious individuals in the crowd who ridiculed his disbelief in God and Jesus Christ, he said: "There is no such thing. Who can prove it? There are still fools enough who believe in God. The priests tell us there is a soul. Why, I have a soul, but that sole is on my shoe. Referring to Christ, the priests also tell us he is a god. Why, he is no more a god than you or I. He was just a plain man." After an individual complained to police, he was arrested and put on trial under Salem Witch Trial era blasphemy laws. In addition to being charged with blasphemy, he was also charged under anti-communist political sedition laws, based on the following statement he made at the same meeting: "We do not believe in the ballot. We do not believe in any form of government but the Soviet form and we shall establish the Soviet form of government here. The red flag will fly on the Capitol in Washington and there will also be one on the Lithuanian Hall in Brockton." With the legal and financial support of the local Worker’s Communist party, the International Labor Defense organization, and the American Civil Liberties Union, he was able to widen public support for himself. The trial began on February 24th, 1926; six days later, on March 1st, 1926 he was found not guilty of blasphemy but guilty of sedition and ordered to pay a $100 fine. He was then released. Opponents attempted to get him back in jail on more similar charges, but in a rare twist of events, the lead prosecutor dropped his case, simply saying it wasn’t worth pursuing. As a result of the high profile trial of Bimba’s case, courts later ruled the blasphemy laws unconstitutional. As such, Bimba fighting such corrupt laws, causing them to be thrown out, is his crowning achievement. In 1928, Bimba ran for NY State Assembly on the Communist Party ticket in the 13th Assembly District of Brooklyn, NYC. Bimba also produced 2 important leftist American works, both originally in Lithuanian; A survey of labor history called “The History of the American Working Class” (1927), and an account of government repressions of Pennsylvania coal miners in “The Molly Maguires” (1932). Both books were published by International Publishers, a publishing arm of the Communist Party of The United States. Bimba was an editor of a Marxist magazine for the final time in 1936, writing for the Lithuanian language publication “Šviesa” (ENG: “Light”) in 1936. In 1962, Bimba was awarded his honorary doctorate in history from Vilnius University in the capital of Lithuania. Bimba was persecuted by the American capitalist legal system yet again in 1963, when it tried to deport him on grounds of sedition while un-naturalized, on the grounds that, since he was not yet a citizen when brought to trial in 1926 (he didnt become a citizen until 1927) the court argued he should be deported. Historians generally at free the targeting of Bimba to be deported to Soviet Lithuania was politically motivated revenge, in that the DOJ was upset that Bimba refused to testify against other communists in the political witch hunts of the House Un-American Activities Committee in 1957 earlier. Bimba appealed against thr government until 1967, arguing to be allowed to stay in America, as he was politically committed to building socialism in the USA despite that he respected the USSR. Miraculously, in July of 1967, Attorney General Ramsey Clark dropped his case, viewing it as a form of political intimidation. Bimba later died in NYC on September 30th, 1982, at age 88. He left his mark on the movement for socialism in America, and made himself a hero for Lithuanian Americans and all diaspora Lithuanians. In conclusion, don’t be like reactionary Lithuanians. Be like Antanas Bimba. Be revolutionary. May his accomplishments forever be acknowledged. |
2024.05.19 03:00 Retroid69 [lyrics] still working on the title, looking for any feedback/constructive criticism
verse 1:
keep the mind flow like rain fall in Big Bog,
how i eat words is none your business, sick smog
spiral out like a Stereolab cover, the emperor hovers,
viral as smog from two bars ago, remember her color
tomato for ketchup, making dots and loops on his signature,
cash checks to catch up, taking shots to shoot for no ligature
marks on the wrists like Shinola glitter, ain’t fish scale,
singing that lovely figaro, hit her once, forget Ishmael
hail from the ash of the smog, no coughs for the sickness,
exhale the cash from Prague where i sought my richness
fitness for the hogs, seek to trash my name, send em running,
slick is the way i clog up their cache, could say i’m stuntin’
evil like knievel, flashy as his jumpsuit,
weasel out illegal lassies, he’ll stump soon
dump deliveries down, done decent dros,
dojo done dime a dozen, diesel dropped in dirty doses
hook:
dump that diesel in the tank,
pump the easel full of dank
make the word art pop like a magazine collage,
take a third off the track, save for the montage
jump over the needle covered in swank,
bump the eagle off his flank,
my words strike you like a verbal barrage,
making your peace with a good mirage
verse 2:
cloaked the dagger, i croaked your jagger,
then i toked the shwagger, cuz i smoked the blabber
choked the tagger, pressed his cannon to the wall,
blew a couple puffs out before he dropped the ball
lost his marbles while he struggled and gargled,
sloshed like the marshall, but he smuggled the cuadro
new coke, all interest lost, don’t tell the bank,
you broke, simplest cost, go to hell, thanks
shit sewed so simply, set sale so small,
tricked and towed, taught to tell tenacious tales tall
short attention spans, like Gen Alpha on 60 Seconds,
export pension grands to Valhalla, no shifty weapons
Odin puts rings on all the bitches’ fingers, infinite,
show them wings on all his riches, ringers intimate
wings like Hermes, don’t shoot the messenger,
don’t give him a Red Bull, remember the pensioner
hook:
verse 3:
i’ll paint your body with blood from your exit wounds,
faint for a John Doe from the hood, doc says it’s doomed
rained like a monsoon, Big Bog came back full force,
he trained the storms to hit hard, named them Bull Horse
hull of the ship cracked, sink deeper than your love life,
skull and ribs cracked by bones of leaders of strife
the structure more rigid than the beat, meat under heat,
puncture with the thermo probe, no repeat defeat
pleated Homme jacket, soaked in rain water,
heated in the placket, smoked the main talker
greeted thirty maggots, doped brain not stronger,
cheated curvy black chicks, revoked a million dollars
treat you like a junky at Thanksgiving, cold turkey,
i’ll leave you shook worse than methadone, lone journey
verses so cold, gotta give you the OJ, no gloves,
turkey noodle soup out of stock, okay, low doves
bridge:
hey blud, we need to liquidate our assets
no duds, the sweeper intimidate the brassets
lost my head, cost my friend, all alone,
dropped the bread, tossed the lead, call Ramone
i think it’s safe to say the story’s gone off the rail,
like the tall tale from bar thirty four, soft and frail
always wear a ski mask when the ugly mug rob the bank,
reclaim your assets, unless you wanna walk the plank
verse 4:
pirate my music, cuz i don’t give a fuck about my label,
irate, i’m too sick, i won’t live to duck another cable
tables turned like a lazy susan Marantz, food for thought,
cradle learned how to make my gats, screwed a lot
i’ll facetime ya momma, funeral’s closed casket,
no base line for commas, numeral’s composed tax cuts
can’t afford to bury ya, leave ya to the elements,
absurd to carry a beaver for no emphasis
no emphasis on your life, less worth than a common seven inch,
no nemesis is less than this, you’re nobody, don’t question this
the doctor said i’d die lit if i kept the spliff tucked ‘tween my lips,
hit the cherry in the pit til i’m fit to spit a crit, clean my rips
you puff the blunt like a one hit wonder, call you Afroman,
take me out cuz i swiped the lean back, call it my bad day, agro clan
plan to take my methods, i’ll make sure you’re threw aside,
cuz when i’m through with you, you’ll contemplate suicide
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keep the mind flow like rain fall in Big Bog,
how i eat words is none your business, sick smog
spiral out like a Stereolab cover, the emperor hovers,
viral as smog from two bars ago, remember her color
tomato for ketchup, making dots and loops on his signature,
cash checks to catch up, taking shots to shoot for no ligature
marks on the wrists like Shinola glitter, ain’t fish scale,
singing that lovely figaro, hit her once, forget Ishmael
hail from the ash of the smog, no coughs for the sickness,
exhale the cash from Prague where i sought my richness
fitness for the hogs, seek to trash my name, send em running,
slick is the way i clog up their cache, could say i’m stuntin’
evil like knievel, flashy as his jumpsuit,
weasel out illegal lassies, he’ll stump soon
dump deliveries down, done decent dros,
dojo done dime a dozen, diesel dropped in dirty doses
hook:
dump that diesel in the tank,
pump the easel full of dank
make the word art pop like a magazine collage,
take a third off the track, save for the montage
jump over the needle covered in swank,
bump the eagle off his flank,
my words strike you like a verbal barrage,
making your peace with a good mirage
verse 2:
cloaked the dagger, i croaked your jagger,
then i toked the shwagger, cuz i smoked the blabber
choked the tagger, pressed his cannon to the wall,
blew a couple puffs out before he dropped the ball
lost his marbles while he struggled and gargled,
sloshed like the marshall, but he smuggled the cuadro
new coke, all interest lost, don’t tell the bank,
you broke, simplest cost, go to hell, thanks
shit sewed so simply, set sale so small,
tricked and towed, taught to tell tenacious tales tall
short attention spans, like Gen Alpha on 60 Seconds,
export pension grands to Valhalla, no shifty weapons
Odin puts rings on all the bitches’ fingers, infinite,
show them wings on all his riches, ringers intimate
wings like Hermes, don’t shoot the messenger,
don’t give him a Red Bull, remember the pensioner
hook:
verse 3:
i’ll paint your body with blood from your exit wounds,
faint for a John Doe from the hood, doc says it’s doomed
rained like a monsoon, Big Bog came back full force,
he trained the storms to hit hard, named them Bull Horse
hull of the ship cracked, sink deeper than your love life,
skull and ribs cracked by bones of leaders of strife
the structure more rigid than the beat, meat under heat,
puncture with the thermo probe, no repeat defeat
pleated Homme jacket, soaked in rain water,
heated in the placket, smoked the main talker
greeted thirty maggots, doped brain not stronger,
cheated curvy black chicks, revoked a million dollars
treat you like a junky at Thanksgiving, cold turkey,
i’ll leave you shook worse than methadone, lone journey
verses so cold, gotta give you the OJ, no gloves,
turkey noodle soup out of stock, okay, low doves
bridge:
hey blud, we need to liquidate our assets
no duds, the sweeper intimidate the brassets
lost my head, cost my friend, all alone,
dropped the bread, tossed the lead, call Ramone
i think it’s safe to say the story’s gone off the rail,
like the tall tale from bar thirty four, soft and frail
always wear a ski mask when the ugly mug rob the bank,
reclaim your assets, unless you wanna walk the plank
verse 4:
pirate my music, cuz i don’t give a fuck about my label,
irate, i’m too sick, i won’t live to duck another cable
tables turned like a lazy susan Marantz, food for thought,
cradle learned how to make my gats, screwed a lot
i’ll facetime ya momma, funeral’s closed casket,
no base line for commas, numeral’s composed tax cuts
can’t afford to bury ya, leave ya to the elements,
absurd to carry a beaver for no emphasis
no emphasis on your life, less worth than a common seven inch,
no nemesis is less than this, you’re nobody, don’t question this
the doctor said i’d die lit if i kept the spliff tucked ‘tween my lips,
hit the cherry in the pit til i’m fit to spit a crit, clean my rips
you puff the blunt like a one hit wonder, call you Afroman,
take me out cuz i swiped the lean back, call it my bad day, agro clan
plan to take my methods, i’ll make sure you’re threw aside,
cuz when i’m through with you, you’ll contemplate suicide
2024.05.19 03:00 No-Exercise5869 Pick a Place! (Part 1)
That’s all it was. A game.
Something my friends and I used to play during the summer when we had nothing better to do. I never expected that it would get so out of hand.
I never expected it to come back long after recovery.
To anyone reading, please don’t do what I did.
I’m putting this out there to warn people.
On that warm summer evening, we played the role of Pandora.
Except, the monsters we released were far worse than what’s told in stories.
Because stories end.
And this doesn’t.
I still remember the date. July 16, 2013. I was an upcoming senior in high school while the others were getting prepared for their freshman year of college, raving on about their majors, life plans, dorms, you get the point. The summer had been bittersweet as those months would be the last I’d see them for a while. Because of this, Anthony, Lola, Eliza, and I would spend the bulk of our time together going to festivals and various camping trips, trying to make the most out of the summer while we could. On that day, the day I wish I could forget, Eliza had run late to one of our hangouts at my place. This was odd since as an Ivy league student, she was usually early or right on time to these kind of things. Half past three, we heard her knocking on my door rapidly, which was also out of character considering that she was usually the calm one in our group. A bit worried, I hurried down the stairs with Anthony and Lola following close behind, expecting Eliza to be in hysterics due to her frantic behavior. When I opened the door, however, there she was with a bright smile on her face, her red hair getting in the way of her eyes, which were a dark green shade. She pushed her hair out of her face with one hand and held a brown box in the other, and she was bouncing up and down as she usually does when she’s about to talk about something exciting.
“You’ll never believe what I found.” Eliza’s voice could barely hold her impatience as she stepped inside and kicked her shoes off once she crossed over my threshold.
“What’s up with you today?” Anthony questioned, looking more confused than concerned now.
“I’ll show you guys in a minute. Can we go up to your room, Felix?” Eliza looked over at me with her trademark smile, knowing damn well we were all too curious to just leave that box unopened. Without a word, I led the group up to my room and shut the door after everyone had walked in. Anthony took his usual spot on my beanbag and unzipped his hoodie, which had the MSM logo sprawled across the front in big red letters. He adjusted his dark rimmed glasses and took on his usual stoic expression. Lola wore a dark blue FIT shirt, which she revealed more of when she moved her locs over her shoulder as she sat on my desk chair and wheeled over to us. As she did, the various necklaces she wore clinked against each other. Eliza herself was the smartest out of the group, and probably in the whole school as well. She had gotten accepted into multiple prestigious schools, but ultimately settled for Harvard to pursue a degree in some obscure philanthropic career. Unlike Anthony and Lola, Eliza wore her regular outfit –usually a white tank top and jeans– and sat on my bed with the box in her lap. I took a seat next to her to get a closer look.
“So what’d you find?” The others moved closer.
“Something we probably haven’t thought about for a really long time. Do you guys remember that one game we used to play in middle school? The one we made after Felix joined our class?” Eliza looked at our puzzled faces to see if we had connected the dots, but her clue didn’t seem to strike any of us with familiarity.
“After Felix joined? Didn’t we just hang out or something that weekend?” Anthony questioned.
“We did, but there was something else,” Eliza raised an eyebrow, “you guys seriously don’t remember?”
At that moment, I saw Lola’s eyes light up and a thin smile grew on her lips, something she always did whenever she was able to figure something out.
“You mean that little map game we played? Where we would go out to the woods and explore?”
Both Anthony and I seemed to have remembered as well with the mention of a ‘map game.’ I chimed in, “ yeah I remember! Every once in a while when we were all bored, we’d pick a random spot on a map to go to and explore there for a bit, right? When did we stop doing that anyways? I remember really enjoying it.”
“Well life happens,” Eliza responded to me, “but I was thinking of things to do for the rest of the summer when I suddenly remembered that game! That’s why I was so late for our meetup today, I was looking through my attic for this.” Eliza shook the box slightly and a couple things clattered around inside.
“There’s no way.” Anthony sounded like he was in disbelief.
“You mean…?” Lola sat forward in the chair. Eliza smirked, her adventurous nature creeping out as realization swept over us like a wave.
“Mhm! I found the map we used to use as well as the things we collected from our little escapades.” With that, Eliza opened the box, revealing a folded piece of paper and various trinkets scattered over the bottom of the capsule. Lola squealed with excitement and immediately snatched the box from Eliza, who simply chuckled and leaned back on the bed.
“No way! Everything’s still in here!” Lola digged through the box and placed whatever objects she found across the blanket. Anthony got up and sat at the foot of my bed, to observe our findings more closely. There was a piece of some clay pottery, some rusty springs and scraps of metal, an old digital camera, and some other random stuff I can’t recall to memory right now. Anthony picked up a spring and turned it in his palm.
“Shit man, this is from that abandoned junkyard we found in 8th grade…that feels like such a long time ago now.”
I examined the piece of pottery with Eliza looking over my shoulder. Lola picked up the digital camera.
“Do you remember where this came from?” I turned to Eliza and held up my discovery.
“No clue,” she shrugged. It must have been a while ago if even she didn’t remember. I turned the piece over and grew curious when I saw weird symbols inscribed on the inside of it. I squinted a bit, trying to discern some sort of pattern within the scribbles.
I turned to Eliza again, “hey, what do you think-”
“OH MY GOD GUYS IT STILL WORKS!” Lola’s voice went up a whole octave as she motioned to us.
The rest of us looked up as she turned the camera to face us. There were various photos we went through. All of us at lakes, museums, exploring the woods; everything we did from 7th grade until my freshman year seemed to be documented. The last photo was arguable the best and msot bittersweet. It was a picture of the whole group from a while ago. We were sitting at Eliza’s dinner table with a giant chocolate cake on the middle of it adorned with two candles shaped like the numbers one and five. Eliza was talking to me in the photo. Her hair was even more red at the time and she wore it in a braid. I looked about the same in the photo as I did then, with light brown hair, blue eyes, and freckles scattered all over my body and face. I was smiling sheepishly at Eliza. I now knew why Anthony said it was obvious I had a crush on her in 8th grade. Lola went through the most changes out of all of us. At the time in the photo, she had her hair straightened and side-swept, with a bright pink streak in her bangs. She wore clunky jewlery and a frilly skirt underneath a long tank top, leaning over the table to cut another slice of cake. All of us had birthday hats on except for Anthony, who kept his sitting on the table. He held up a peace sign staring straight into the camera with a stoic expression. He looked like a statue compared to the rest of us, who were laughing and smiling. You could tell he was having fun, though.
“Well don’t you look like a ray of sunshine,” Lola snickered as Anthony shot her a dirty look.
“At least I didn’t go through some weird scene phase in freshman year,” He smiled and watched Lola’s face, knowing she was blushing despite her dark skin which made it practically invisible. I let a laugh slip out, but quickly stifled it knowing that if I kept going it would mean death. Lola side-eyed me and continued, “I was using my creative liberty to experiment with my options as an artist,” she said with an overly-posh accent that made Eliza laugh.
“Yeah Anthony, don’t be such a downer,” Eliza teased. Anthony simply rolled his eyes and suppressed a smile to pretend like he was mad at all of us. He looked into the box and picked up the paper we left, unfolding it with a hint of excitement and curiosity. When he looked at it, only two words came out of his mouth.
“Holy shit.”
“What, what is it?” Lola tried to look at the other side of the paper, but Anthony quickly held it out of her view.
“What if I didn’t want to show you?” A smile crept onto his face. This was one of those rare moments where he’d be in the moos to joke around with us.
“Don’t be a dick bro,” I said, laughing as I went to grab for the paper. Anthony just held it up in the air and pushed me off of him and I landed on my floor. While he was distracted, though, Eliza took her chance and snatched the paper right out of his hand.
“You boys need to learn to be nice,” she warned in her jokingly stern voice as she unfolded the paper and spread it out onto my bed. We all leaned over to look.
It was a map of a couple towns including ours. There were around ten small star stickers placed on different areas on the map near the streets the four of us lived in. On the top of the map, a couple words were scrawled in black sharpie; “Pick a Place!” I could see everyone’s faces light up.
“Oh my god it’s our map!” Lola shouted and pointed to one of the stars near her street, “this was where we found that old junkyard right?”
Eliza smiled, “I remember that. It feels like such a long time ago now.” She pointed to another star, “and this is where we found that lake we made a hideout of. I still remember swimming in there in 8th grade…”
The four of us reminisced for a while, talking about where we had gone and what we did there, and how impressive it was that we didn’t get tetanus from that junkyard. After nearly an hour of conversation, Eliza asked something that made all of us stop.
“So how about it guys? Do you want to do one last round before the summer ends?”
The rest of us looked around at each other. It was clear we all wanted to do it. Eliza seemed to catch on and she nodded.
“Who wants to pick where we go?”
“How about you do the honors?” Lola suggested, motioning towards the map. “You’re the one that brought this stuff in anyways.”
Eliza raised her eyebrow but didn’t object. Without a word, she examined the map for a few minutes, then placed her finger on one spot a bit far from my house.
“How about here?”
“You think we can make it that far?” Anthony asked.
“Well, we can drive now so why not?”
“You sure there’s some type of trail we can drive on? That spot looks pretty deep in the woods”
“We can find a path to drive on for a bit then walk the rest of the way. C’mon guys, this is probably our last chance to do something like this! Felix, you can drive right?”
Eliza and the rest turned to me with a hopeful expression. I had to comply.
“Sure. No big deal, right?”
All three of them cheered and high fived each other, looking pretty excited to go on one last adventure.
“So when do we leave?” I questioned.
Eliza flashed that smile again, “right now.”
“Right now?!”
“Hell yeah,” Lola chimed in. “It shouldn’t take that long, right?”
“I guess…” Even then I felt uneasy about the whole thing. I didn’t feel prepared enough to go on some random trip into the woods. I needed to pack food, water, flashlights, I had no idea how long this was going to take. Little did I know that those things would be the least of my worries a couple hours from then. I wish I could go back and convince my 17-year-old self that it wasn’t worth it, that I should just convince my friends to stay and talk for the rest of the day. I wish Eliza had never remembered that stupid game. In a way, I’m almost mad at her for what happened, but I know it wasn’t anyones fault. We just wanted to have fun. I wish we could’ve just had fun. But God had a different plan for us. One that made me think Satan himself devised it instead. On July 16, 2013, Anthony He, Lola Smith, Eliza Landserson, and Felix Johanson went on an adventure that none of them were ready for.
Author's Note:
If you just read all of that then thank you so so so much for doing so! I'm a rookie writer, so feel free to comment any constructive criticism you might have if you have actual writing experience! This is the first silly little story I'm posting here, so I hope you enjoyed :)
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Something my friends and I used to play during the summer when we had nothing better to do. I never expected that it would get so out of hand.
I never expected it to come back long after recovery.
To anyone reading, please don’t do what I did.
I’m putting this out there to warn people.
On that warm summer evening, we played the role of Pandora.
Except, the monsters we released were far worse than what’s told in stories.
Because stories end.
And this doesn’t.
I still remember the date. July 16, 2013. I was an upcoming senior in high school while the others were getting prepared for their freshman year of college, raving on about their majors, life plans, dorms, you get the point. The summer had been bittersweet as those months would be the last I’d see them for a while. Because of this, Anthony, Lola, Eliza, and I would spend the bulk of our time together going to festivals and various camping trips, trying to make the most out of the summer while we could. On that day, the day I wish I could forget, Eliza had run late to one of our hangouts at my place. This was odd since as an Ivy league student, she was usually early or right on time to these kind of things. Half past three, we heard her knocking on my door rapidly, which was also out of character considering that she was usually the calm one in our group. A bit worried, I hurried down the stairs with Anthony and Lola following close behind, expecting Eliza to be in hysterics due to her frantic behavior. When I opened the door, however, there she was with a bright smile on her face, her red hair getting in the way of her eyes, which were a dark green shade. She pushed her hair out of her face with one hand and held a brown box in the other, and she was bouncing up and down as she usually does when she’s about to talk about something exciting.
“You’ll never believe what I found.” Eliza’s voice could barely hold her impatience as she stepped inside and kicked her shoes off once she crossed over my threshold.
“What’s up with you today?” Anthony questioned, looking more confused than concerned now.
“I’ll show you guys in a minute. Can we go up to your room, Felix?” Eliza looked over at me with her trademark smile, knowing damn well we were all too curious to just leave that box unopened. Without a word, I led the group up to my room and shut the door after everyone had walked in. Anthony took his usual spot on my beanbag and unzipped his hoodie, which had the MSM logo sprawled across the front in big red letters. He adjusted his dark rimmed glasses and took on his usual stoic expression. Lola wore a dark blue FIT shirt, which she revealed more of when she moved her locs over her shoulder as she sat on my desk chair and wheeled over to us. As she did, the various necklaces she wore clinked against each other. Eliza herself was the smartest out of the group, and probably in the whole school as well. She had gotten accepted into multiple prestigious schools, but ultimately settled for Harvard to pursue a degree in some obscure philanthropic career. Unlike Anthony and Lola, Eliza wore her regular outfit –usually a white tank top and jeans– and sat on my bed with the box in her lap. I took a seat next to her to get a closer look.
“So what’d you find?” The others moved closer.
“Something we probably haven’t thought about for a really long time. Do you guys remember that one game we used to play in middle school? The one we made after Felix joined our class?” Eliza looked at our puzzled faces to see if we had connected the dots, but her clue didn’t seem to strike any of us with familiarity.
“After Felix joined? Didn’t we just hang out or something that weekend?” Anthony questioned.
“We did, but there was something else,” Eliza raised an eyebrow, “you guys seriously don’t remember?”
At that moment, I saw Lola’s eyes light up and a thin smile grew on her lips, something she always did whenever she was able to figure something out.
“You mean that little map game we played? Where we would go out to the woods and explore?”
Both Anthony and I seemed to have remembered as well with the mention of a ‘map game.’ I chimed in, “ yeah I remember! Every once in a while when we were all bored, we’d pick a random spot on a map to go to and explore there for a bit, right? When did we stop doing that anyways? I remember really enjoying it.”
“Well life happens,” Eliza responded to me, “but I was thinking of things to do for the rest of the summer when I suddenly remembered that game! That’s why I was so late for our meetup today, I was looking through my attic for this.” Eliza shook the box slightly and a couple things clattered around inside.
“There’s no way.” Anthony sounded like he was in disbelief.
“You mean…?” Lola sat forward in the chair. Eliza smirked, her adventurous nature creeping out as realization swept over us like a wave.
“Mhm! I found the map we used to use as well as the things we collected from our little escapades.” With that, Eliza opened the box, revealing a folded piece of paper and various trinkets scattered over the bottom of the capsule. Lola squealed with excitement and immediately snatched the box from Eliza, who simply chuckled and leaned back on the bed.
“No way! Everything’s still in here!” Lola digged through the box and placed whatever objects she found across the blanket. Anthony got up and sat at the foot of my bed, to observe our findings more closely. There was a piece of some clay pottery, some rusty springs and scraps of metal, an old digital camera, and some other random stuff I can’t recall to memory right now. Anthony picked up a spring and turned it in his palm.
“Shit man, this is from that abandoned junkyard we found in 8th grade…that feels like such a long time ago now.”
I examined the piece of pottery with Eliza looking over my shoulder. Lola picked up the digital camera.
“Do you remember where this came from?” I turned to Eliza and held up my discovery.
“No clue,” she shrugged. It must have been a while ago if even she didn’t remember. I turned the piece over and grew curious when I saw weird symbols inscribed on the inside of it. I squinted a bit, trying to discern some sort of pattern within the scribbles.
I turned to Eliza again, “hey, what do you think-”
“OH MY GOD GUYS IT STILL WORKS!” Lola’s voice went up a whole octave as she motioned to us.
The rest of us looked up as she turned the camera to face us. There were various photos we went through. All of us at lakes, museums, exploring the woods; everything we did from 7th grade until my freshman year seemed to be documented. The last photo was arguable the best and msot bittersweet. It was a picture of the whole group from a while ago. We were sitting at Eliza’s dinner table with a giant chocolate cake on the middle of it adorned with two candles shaped like the numbers one and five. Eliza was talking to me in the photo. Her hair was even more red at the time and she wore it in a braid. I looked about the same in the photo as I did then, with light brown hair, blue eyes, and freckles scattered all over my body and face. I was smiling sheepishly at Eliza. I now knew why Anthony said it was obvious I had a crush on her in 8th grade. Lola went through the most changes out of all of us. At the time in the photo, she had her hair straightened and side-swept, with a bright pink streak in her bangs. She wore clunky jewlery and a frilly skirt underneath a long tank top, leaning over the table to cut another slice of cake. All of us had birthday hats on except for Anthony, who kept his sitting on the table. He held up a peace sign staring straight into the camera with a stoic expression. He looked like a statue compared to the rest of us, who were laughing and smiling. You could tell he was having fun, though.
“Well don’t you look like a ray of sunshine,” Lola snickered as Anthony shot her a dirty look.
“At least I didn’t go through some weird scene phase in freshman year,” He smiled and watched Lola’s face, knowing she was blushing despite her dark skin which made it practically invisible. I let a laugh slip out, but quickly stifled it knowing that if I kept going it would mean death. Lola side-eyed me and continued, “I was using my creative liberty to experiment with my options as an artist,” she said with an overly-posh accent that made Eliza laugh.
“Yeah Anthony, don’t be such a downer,” Eliza teased. Anthony simply rolled his eyes and suppressed a smile to pretend like he was mad at all of us. He looked into the box and picked up the paper we left, unfolding it with a hint of excitement and curiosity. When he looked at it, only two words came out of his mouth.
“Holy shit.”
“What, what is it?” Lola tried to look at the other side of the paper, but Anthony quickly held it out of her view.
“What if I didn’t want to show you?” A smile crept onto his face. This was one of those rare moments where he’d be in the moos to joke around with us.
“Don’t be a dick bro,” I said, laughing as I went to grab for the paper. Anthony just held it up in the air and pushed me off of him and I landed on my floor. While he was distracted, though, Eliza took her chance and snatched the paper right out of his hand.
“You boys need to learn to be nice,” she warned in her jokingly stern voice as she unfolded the paper and spread it out onto my bed. We all leaned over to look.
It was a map of a couple towns including ours. There were around ten small star stickers placed on different areas on the map near the streets the four of us lived in. On the top of the map, a couple words were scrawled in black sharpie; “Pick a Place!” I could see everyone’s faces light up.
“Oh my god it’s our map!” Lola shouted and pointed to one of the stars near her street, “this was where we found that old junkyard right?”
Eliza smiled, “I remember that. It feels like such a long time ago now.” She pointed to another star, “and this is where we found that lake we made a hideout of. I still remember swimming in there in 8th grade…”
The four of us reminisced for a while, talking about where we had gone and what we did there, and how impressive it was that we didn’t get tetanus from that junkyard. After nearly an hour of conversation, Eliza asked something that made all of us stop.
“So how about it guys? Do you want to do one last round before the summer ends?”
The rest of us looked around at each other. It was clear we all wanted to do it. Eliza seemed to catch on and she nodded.
“Who wants to pick where we go?”
“How about you do the honors?” Lola suggested, motioning towards the map. “You’re the one that brought this stuff in anyways.”
Eliza raised her eyebrow but didn’t object. Without a word, she examined the map for a few minutes, then placed her finger on one spot a bit far from my house.
“How about here?”
“You think we can make it that far?” Anthony asked.
“Well, we can drive now so why not?”
“You sure there’s some type of trail we can drive on? That spot looks pretty deep in the woods”
“We can find a path to drive on for a bit then walk the rest of the way. C’mon guys, this is probably our last chance to do something like this! Felix, you can drive right?”
Eliza and the rest turned to me with a hopeful expression. I had to comply.
“Sure. No big deal, right?”
All three of them cheered and high fived each other, looking pretty excited to go on one last adventure.
“So when do we leave?” I questioned.
Eliza flashed that smile again, “right now.”
“Right now?!”
“Hell yeah,” Lola chimed in. “It shouldn’t take that long, right?”
“I guess…” Even then I felt uneasy about the whole thing. I didn’t feel prepared enough to go on some random trip into the woods. I needed to pack food, water, flashlights, I had no idea how long this was going to take. Little did I know that those things would be the least of my worries a couple hours from then. I wish I could go back and convince my 17-year-old self that it wasn’t worth it, that I should just convince my friends to stay and talk for the rest of the day. I wish Eliza had never remembered that stupid game. In a way, I’m almost mad at her for what happened, but I know it wasn’t anyones fault. We just wanted to have fun. I wish we could’ve just had fun. But God had a different plan for us. One that made me think Satan himself devised it instead. On July 16, 2013, Anthony He, Lola Smith, Eliza Landserson, and Felix Johanson went on an adventure that none of them were ready for.
Author's Note:
If you just read all of that then thank you so so so much for doing so! I'm a rookie writer, so feel free to comment any constructive criticism you might have if you have actual writing experience! This is the first silly little story I'm posting here, so I hope you enjoyed :)
2024.05.19 02:59 Linkydums [US-CA] [H] Novelkeys NK87, budget keycaps and switches [W] Paypal
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Novelkeys NK87 Frost-$75 barebones, $100 w/ NK Cherry Ember keycaps shipped in bags $67 barebones, $90 w/ caps $60 barebones, $80 bundled with Cherry Ember caps, $95 w/ crinkle cookie caps • small scratch on top piece and 2 screws holding pcb and plate together are missing, but does not affect functionality • stock, stabs lubed w/ dielectric grease and 205g0 • comes in carrying case, does not include USB C cable
Novelkeys Cherry Ember keycaps-$25 + shipping in bags or box $20 + shipping • barely used, no shine
KNC Keys Ube Crinkle Cookie Keycaps-$45 + shipping in bags or box $40 + shipping • mounted once, no shine
Akko Rose Red linear switches x85-$20 + shipping in bags $15 + shipping • bought from another seller, seller said thr were hand lubed but some switches ar v crunchy, would recommend lubing again
Outemu Silent Cream Yellow tactile switches x90- $10 + shipping in bags, or FREE w/ any other purchase • used for a year on a previous board • stock
Take everything for$180 $160 $130 + shipping
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Novelkeys NK87 Frost-
Novelkeys Cherry Ember keycaps-
KNC Keys Ube Crinkle Cookie Keycaps-
Akko Rose Red linear switches x85-
Outemu Silent Cream Yellow tactile switches x90- $10 + shipping in bags, or FREE w/ any other purchase • used for a year on a previous board • stock
Take everything for
2024.05.19 02:57 Cielo_p2k Decent BFG Micro Trauma Kit alternatives?
 | I have a small fucking waist and barely have any space on my duty belt so I'm looking for a micro sized IFAK pouch, but no way in hell I'm paying 80+ for a BFG. I'm wondering if anybody has any experience on knockoff BFG micro trauma kit or if anybody has a similar sized micro ifak for cheaper. I currently just have a Bianchi glove pouch in place and my IFAK is on my vest but I don't wear it all the time so I wanted it to be on my belt. Also it has to be black obviously submitted by Cielo_p2k to tacticalgear [link] [comments] |
2024.05.19 02:53 colouredmanlyman [TOMT] Cartoon with birds
There's this 2D cartoon with 3 birds (They all talk). A yellow one, a red one, and a big purple one with a origami boat hat (I think). I think the yellow or red one is Chirp or Cheep, but I forgot. The yellow and red ones are small and energetic, while the purple one is big and slightly narcissistic.
There's an episode with paint where they all paint themselves a different colour, and they don't recognize each other (I think)
Please help, it was my childhood
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There's an episode with paint where they all paint themselves a different colour, and they don't recognize each other (I think)
Please help, it was my childhood
2024.05.19 02:52 MomOTYear Is face swelling a concerning symptom of sunburn?
My son is in baseball and we had a double header today. I’m genuinely surprised I even got this burned, it was foggy and overcast when we started the day, I had maybe 2 hours of direct sun. I did get very sunburned though. I’m like RED red and my shoulders have started to form small blisters. My face has started swelling and I’m feeling nauseous with chills. Nothing is overly unbearable, I don’t feel dehydrated. I am normally very, very pale (almost bluish) in skin tone, with naturally strawberry blonde hair. Im on Amlodipine for blood pressure but nothing else. I didn’t have anything on my skin except my normal face moisturizer. I am female, 36yr, no concerning health conditions, normal overall. Just wondering if this is normal with a bad sunburn cause I haven’t been burned since I was a kid. I know I have pale skin and burn pretty quickly, but like I said it was cloudy so I didn’t wear sunscreen. I’ll post a pic in the comments.
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2024.05.19 02:49 Rb6795 Girl friend vs bestie
I 22(M) and my girlfriend (24F)different country have been together for 4 years long distance my we haven’t always seen eye to eye on issues like religion or parenting style but we just decided to go with the flow for now since none of us is financially ready for kids or a family. My best friend 20(F) from the same country(also long distance)have been getting closer of late we see eye to eye(same culture) on a lot of things and I would I say she is more bubbly than my girlfriend like she always fun to talk to on the phone vs my girl friend where we might have awkward moments of silence. But in person it’s much better than over the phone. Sometimes when we fight I think about dating my best friend but one of the pros and cons of my best friend she is kinda clingy ( i guess it’s kinda nice to feel needed but at the same time me just talking to any other girl or even guys at times makes her mad yet we aren’t even in a relationship yet so that’s the only red flag I see but she gets over it quickly but it’s still kinda annoying ) should I stick with my girl or try things out with my best friend. ( I don’t know what to pick crazy love I could and friendship I could get from a potential relationship with my best friend or the peace and calm that I have now but with out the intensity)And the thought of my dating my best friend didn’t come until she broke up with her guy and we got closer.
TL;DR - in a relationship I don’t feel like my girl friend isn’t as affectionate / as my best friend so I am thinking about dating my best friend but she can be clingy and I am not sure I am ready to bear that.
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TL;DR - in a relationship I don’t feel like my girl friend isn’t as affectionate / as my best friend so I am thinking about dating my best friend but she can be clingy and I am not sure I am ready to bear that.
2024.05.19 02:48 halfcastdota Mosu - Seoul , Oct. 2022
I usually don’t like posting on this sub because I hate writing but after finding out recently that Mosu has closed, I just had to post this meal from back in 2022 the same month Mosu was awarded 3 stars. This was one of the best meals I’ve ever had in my life if not the best and I still think about it to this day. Seoul IMO is ( or maybe was since Gaon is closed as well) one of the most underrated cities for high end dining as all 4 of my meals here were absolutely flawless (Mosu, Mingles, Gaon, Evett).
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2024.05.19 02:42 rclewright [US-TX] [H] LZ SK, Gon Nerd Crystal, Ibm SSK, Leopold fc200, Hhkb pro 2, Tgr Alice [W] Paypal
Stamp of time and photos: https://imgur.com/a/nCSVLpR
Hi Y'all! Back at it with some of the last things in my collection! All prices are shipped conus obo.
1) Tgr Alice - 2 tone, grey top pink bottom. Tiny ding on the side, and one tiny spot on the ano on top (this isn't really visible in use). Otherwise in amazing shape. Comes with an SP star on alu build, a vint black on pc plate build, 2 new pcbs (1 of which is the original), the original brass plate, and a custom sts plate - $2000,
2) Hhkb Pro 2 - Black, stock, blank keycaps. 2006 dated, domes are really nice! Very thin scratch on the back - $160 .
3) Leopold fc200 Black - Completely stock with browns. Good shape, some shine on the keycaps but that's about it - $55.
4) Leopold fc200 White - Completely stock with reds. Good shape, quite a bit of shine on keycaps and the bubbled windowed keys were replacements. They're a very slight shade off from the rest of the keycaps, but it's quite hard to notice - $75.
5) Ibm SSK - So this is basically a nos ssk with original box/foam. Additionally it comes with a nos industrial grey ssk top which looks great on it, basically an ncr ssk. It has been bolt modded, feels and sounds amazing. Comes with the clack factory machine green skull and the checkey as well - $1400.
6) Gon NerD Crystal - Awesome board, and in my opinion in very good shape for it's age and considering it is polycarbonate. Built with clears, and comes with the white pom keycaps. I'm fairly certain this was Last Pilots board, which can be found here https://geekhack.org/index.php?topic=65501.0. Comes with a spare new pcb - $850.
7) LZ SK - Very hard for me to let go of this one, one of my favorite builds in any keyboard ever. Built with vint blacks on sts, also comes with a spare brand new pcb. Additionally it comes with the acrylic/cone feet bottom which is kind of fun. The cones have been stuck to the acrylic bottom with double sided tape, but they seem pretty sturdy haha. In great shape, no major flaws, only a few very tiny ano imperfections - $1650.
Feel free to reach out if you have any questions! Thank you!
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Hi Y'all! Back at it with some of the last things in my collection! All prices are shipped conus obo.
1) Tgr Alice - 2 tone, grey top pink bottom. Tiny ding on the side, and one tiny spot on the ano on top (this isn't really visible in use). Otherwise in amazing shape. Comes with an SP star on alu build, a vint black on pc plate build, 2 new pcbs (1 of which is the original), the original brass plate, and a custom sts plate - $2000,
2) Hhkb Pro 2 - Black, stock, blank keycaps. 2006 dated, domes are really nice! Very thin scratch on the back - $160 .
3) Leopold fc200 Black - Completely stock with browns. Good shape, some shine on the keycaps but that's about it - $55.
4) Leopold fc200 White - Completely stock with reds. Good shape, quite a bit of shine on keycaps and the bubbled windowed keys were replacements. They're a very slight shade off from the rest of the keycaps, but it's quite hard to notice - $75.
5) Ibm SSK - So this is basically a nos ssk with original box/foam. Additionally it comes with a nos industrial grey ssk top which looks great on it, basically an ncr ssk. It has been bolt modded, feels and sounds amazing. Comes with the clack factory machine green skull and the checkey as well - $1400.
6) Gon NerD Crystal - Awesome board, and in my opinion in very good shape for it's age and considering it is polycarbonate. Built with clears, and comes with the white pom keycaps. I'm fairly certain this was Last Pilots board, which can be found here https://geekhack.org/index.php?topic=65501.0. Comes with a spare new pcb - $850.
7) LZ SK - Very hard for me to let go of this one, one of my favorite builds in any keyboard ever. Built with vint blacks on sts, also comes with a spare brand new pcb. Additionally it comes with the acrylic/cone feet bottom which is kind of fun. The cones have been stuck to the acrylic bottom with double sided tape, but they seem pretty sturdy haha. In great shape, no major flaws, only a few very tiny ano imperfections - $1650.
Feel free to reach out if you have any questions! Thank you!
2024.05.19 02:35 DumbDndDM Help me with bubble tubes?
I was on a mental health ward and they had this sensory room they took me into to calm down inand it was GREAT. it was small but it had a bubble tube in and I wanted one so bad I put it on my christmas list.
I set it up though and it was loud and not in a bubbly way but in a buzzing motor way - not calming at all.
I live in the UK. I just want a bubble tube that doesn't sound like its drilling through my floor. I want to relax. Please reccomend me brands/tell me where you got yours from? I'm not rich but I'll shell out for this. My dissapointment at christmas was immeasurable when the tube sucked and we had to send it back
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I set it up though and it was loud and not in a bubbly way but in a buzzing motor way - not calming at all.
I live in the UK. I just want a bubble tube that doesn't sound like its drilling through my floor. I want to relax. Please reccomend me brands/tell me where you got yours from? I'm not rich but I'll shell out for this. My dissapointment at christmas was immeasurable when the tube sucked and we had to send it back
2024.05.19 02:35 jewlzdavlogga [SOTC] New addition: Timex Q
![[SOTC] New addition: Timex Q](https://preview.redd.it/lfxpbtfo3a1d1.jpeg?width=640&crop=smart&auto=webp&s=035ede8180ef865ae145a81bb1c2376ec7d867d5 "[SOTC] New addition: Timex Q") | I finally got a new watch that isn’t a Casio! submitted by jewlzdavlogga to Watches [link] [comments] It’s the middle one, the Timex Q 38mm Reissued with the black/red dial. In terms of size, it feels right in the middle: not too big, like the Casio Duro and the G-Shock GD350; and not too small, like the Casio F105W and the A158W. Why did I get this over, say, a Tissot PRX or a Seiko 5? The PRX is a bit out of my price range and the Seiko 5 has a lot of variety that it’s hard to choose what I wanted. If anything, this is a slept-on watch! First impressions, I found the watch to be a bit tight, but with a quick Google search, I was able to adjust the clasp on the bracelet. Other than that, it’s absolute class. It feels like a major step up from the Duro, which was itself a step up from the F105W. |
2024.05.19 02:31 Art_Most [WTS] 🔥Little Gold and lots of Premium Silver🔥....Vintage Rounds at Spot!!!
The goods all coins and bars come in tube, capsules, mint wrap or flips except some Vintage bars. Thank you for taking a look. If you need better and more photos just ask!!! Kitco Silver Spot at Post $31.50
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5.46 oz Vintage Star Metals Bar $235
2-10oz Royal Mint Britannia Bars in Mint Wrap $320 ea
10.22oz Vintage HPM Hallmark Precious Metals Seattle $395
5oz Vintage Engelhard Canadian Bull Privy $380
5oz Vintage Engelhard P Series $340
5oz Vintage Engelhard C Series $255
5oz Jackson Precious Metals JPM $205
3oz 1969 WH FOSTER Days Mine Bar $135
*** GOLD **\*
1/2 oz Engelhard Eagle bar in Assay $1395
1/4 oz Vintage 1984 Seal Of California $610 (small rim ding)
4- 5gram Argor-Heraeus bars $405 ea
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Shipping is $6 to 9oz over 9oz $10. I will be glad to add any additional insurance but will be at your cost...I accept ZELLE (preferred), PPFF, CASHAPP and VENMO... no notes. Once USPS accepts your package, then I am not responsible for delivery but will help if a problem. All items are packaged very well.
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9-1/4oz 2023 Libertads $18 ea
10-1/2 2023 Libertads $25 ea
1-1oz 1985 Libertards in Caps $40ea
2-1/4oz 2023 Libertad Proofs in Caps $26ea
10-1oz 2023 Libertads in caps $36 ea
10-1oz 2022 Libertads in Caps$39 ea
10- 2oz 2023 Libertads in Caps $75 ea
4-2oz 2022 Libertards in caps$100 ea
4-2oz 2021 Libertads in caps $100ea
4-5oz 2023 Libertads in Caps $185 ea
2-5oz 2016 Libertads in Caps $215 ea
Silver Coins and RoundsTube of 10-2oz BU 2023 Yale of Beaufort (20oz) $650
Tube of 20 BU Vintage 1981 Monex rounds $640
Tube of 20 BU ASE 2010 $660 (1st coin has a little toning on edge)
1 Kilo 2023 "Queen Britannia" Last Year of the Queen!! $1425 Find a better price let me know
1-10oz Queens Beast Red Dragon of Wales $440
1-10oz Queens Beast Falcon of the Plantagenets $415
1-10oz Queens Beast Unicorn of Scotland $460
1-10oz 2021 Canadian Magnificent Maple $ 340
2-10oz 2013 Perth Mint Koala's $325ea
8-2oz 2020 Kookaburra and Baby $67ea
1-2oz 2018 Koala and Baby $67
1-2oz 2020 Queens Beast White Lion of Mortimer $77
2-2oz 2016 Queens Beast Lion of England $66 ea
5-2oz 2018 Queens Beast Black Bull of Clarence $68
1-2oz 2017 Queens Beast Red Dragon $78
1-2oz 2017 Queens Beast Griffin Of Edward $(SOLD)
2-2oz 2023 Tudor Beast Yale of Beaufort $65 ea
2-1.5oz Perth Mint Striped Marlin $48ea
1-1.5oz 2016 Canadian Snow Falcon $47
5-1oz 2014 Canadian Bald Eagle $34ea
4-1oz 2015 Canadian Horned Owl $34ea
4-1oz 2014 Perth Mint Saltwater Croc $34ea
4-1oz 2022 Tuvalu Black Flag "The Rising Sun" $38 ea
2-1oz 2022 Perth Mint year of the Tiger First Strike $48 ea
2-1oz 2021 Perth mint Year of the OX $36ea
4-1oz 2023 Perth Mint Year of the Rabbit w/Dragon Privy $35 ea
2-2oz 2010 Perth Mint Year of the Tiger $85 ea
2-2oz 2020 Perth Mint Year of the Mouse $80 ea
2-2oz 2021 Perth Mint Year of the OX $75ea
2-2oz 2016 Perth Mint Year of the Monkey $78ea
3-2oz 2023 Perth Mint Year of the Rabbit $73 ea
3-1oz 1981 Vintage Hoffman and Hoffman Eagle rounds $42
14-1oz 2019 Scottsdale Mint Barbados Tridents $32 ea
11-1oz Vintage 1972 Universaro World trade Units in caps $31.50(SPOT)
2-1oz 1984 Engelhard Rounds with eagle back in caps $36ea
3-1oz 1986 BU Engelhard Rounds with eagle back in caps $37ea
SILVER BARS50oz Vintage Silvertowne bar <1000 Minted $1675
10.41 oz Vintage Star Metals Bar $375
5.46 oz Vintage Star Metals Bar $235
2-10oz Royal Mint Britannia Bars in Mint Wrap $320 ea
10.22oz Vintage HPM Hallmark Precious Metals Seattle $395
5oz Vintage Engelhard Canadian Bull Privy $380
5oz Vintage Engelhard P Series $340
5oz Vintage Engelhard C Series $255
5oz Jackson Precious Metals JPM $205
3oz 1969 WH FOSTER Days Mine Bar $135
*** GOLD **\*
1/2 oz Engelhard Eagle bar in Assay $1395
1/4 oz Vintage 1984 Seal Of California $610 (small rim ding)
4- 5gram Argor-Heraeus bars $405 ea
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Need additional pics just ask.....
Shipping is $6 to 9oz over 9oz $10. I will be glad to add any additional insurance but will be at your cost...I accept ZELLE (preferred), PPFF, CASHAPP and VENMO... no notes. Once USPS accepts your package, then I am not responsible for delivery but will help if a problem. All items are packaged very well.
2024.05.19 02:30 fluffy_cozy Roof leak troubleshooting
 | Sorry for the long post. submitted by fluffy_cozy to Roofing [link] [comments] So I'm here to ask what to tell a professional to get our leak fixed. We can see that side of our roof (pic 1) from our dormer window/skylight thing, which is a unique feature of the house that seems to be puzzling everyone we talk to: It's basically a skylight with 4 sides instead of being flat against the roof (pic 4). When the house was built (in 1926 😅), it would have been a dormer window, but it was remodeled. I'll call it a dormer for this post. Facing it from the inside looking out, on the left side is a crawl space. Inside the crawl space there's a leak. The question is whether the issue is the dormer or a leak on a different part of the roof. What has been done so far: - we called many recommended companies who said it was too small of a job and wouldn't come out - we found a company who caulked everywhere the dormer met the roof - when that didn't work we called them back and a different guy came out, said his crew didn't understand the problem, and sealed up a piece of rubber on the side of the dormer that was pulling away - when that didn't work, today, we went into the crawl space and pulled the wet insulation out, and checked everything out with a thermal camera (pic 2, 3) Looking out at the roof, I don't see anything unusual except that the leaf debris linger in a spot roughly above the damp patch inside. There're no branches overhanging the roof. So I wonder if the dormer a red herring, but actually the leak is in that part of the roof? We have never had a roof before (apartments only) so very open to feedback on how to: - get someone to come do a repair - tell them what to repair Thanks for any input. |
2024.05.19 02:18 Bored_Nerds Failed lighthouse.
Hi guys, I have a quick question if possible. I've purchased my Index very first day it came out so obviously I don't have warranty anymore at the time of writing. I also purchased additional two lighthouses so I have four sensors all together. Today after not using my VR headset for about a year (I had some problems with my eyes and some surgeries I went through so VR was pointless at that time) I find out that one of my lighthouses is flashing red. After watching some YouTube videos I found out that many hardware problems of those lighthouses are either the internal motor or the laser. In my case motor works fine and it's the laser, I use my cell phone to confirm it, there are no laser dots. With that I have a question.
Although three light sources is more than enough to play, especially in small rooms, however, is there anything I can do to get that Blazer working again? Thank you so much.
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Although three light sources is more than enough to play, especially in small rooms, however, is there anything I can do to get that Blazer working again? Thank you so much.
2024.05.19 02:12 Oneironautiluss Without it turning into a Camp chores and cooking simulator, how would you realistically want the camping experience in DD2 to be expanded?
I think the obvious ones would be to expand the pawn/NPC banter and emotes rather than them just sitting there like a powered down T-1000 and having more recipe options for buffs. I am curious what more creative stuff would be good to add that wouldn't be far from feasible or outside the spirit of the game.
I want to emphasize that these things should not make camping more restrictive or bloating but rather add value to interaction. The option of pulling over and passing out to pass the time hassle free should not be removed. In one of my points I started to rant about crafting and figured it would be best to separate that out since it is long winded and applies to all games much moreso than DD2. Ignore this preface on the argument in favor of completely overhauling crafting if that's not something you care about.
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I want to emphasize that these things should not make camping more restrictive or bloating but rather add value to interaction. The option of pulling over and passing out to pass the time hassle free should not be removed. In one of my points I started to rant about crafting and figured it would be best to separate that out since it is long winded and applies to all games much moreso than DD2. Ignore this preface on the argument in favor of completely overhauling crafting if that's not something you care about.
- Skip this quote block if you don't give af
.if all i'm doing is pressing button on the environment and hitting confirm to combine in the menu then I feel like I'm balancing spreadsheets more than crafting. At that point I will probably just use mods to get what I need out of tedium exhaustion. When you make the process of something fun, immersive, and engaging, THAT is when you go from mundane and uninspiring to excellent. An easy way to do that is with engaging little mini-games or bits of character interaction within the process. I think any game that has a crafting system these days is just doing it out of obligation and honestly I would prefer it just not be in 90% of games if all they are going to do is make me practice pressing confirm to remove computer pop-ups. So IFyou're going to create a crafting mechanic, let me crush up some berries, mix some bubble fizzy gooey stuff, pour together some science liquids and give me bonouses for getting a rhythm down or coordination mechanic down. TOBE FAIR; I haven't thought of anything more reasonable than little rhythm sequences or phone game level coordination type stuff. I am open to suggestions. Back to the point. Literally if you just make it auto-animate my character using a pestle&mortar or shaking up some vials as I move my cursor on over 3D models of the resources I collected layed out in my camp then the added immersion and visual aesthetic is worth way more than the efficiency of what I will refer to as spreadsheet stat crafting. Like at that point just prompt an IDE or cmd prompt and let me run a script to craft my variables so I can get back to the game. So all this to say; I think if Itsuno/Capcom want to have a crafting system. Spend the effort in making an actual system or something worth engaging in like Monster Hunter World's Bacooking menu which is briliantly done imo. The camping mechanic such as it is in DD2 right now could be a great platform for that.My thoughts;
- I think it would be kind of cool if there was little bit of a mini-game akin to monster hunt to get optimal cooking
- It would be cool to have the amount of firewood you collect and consume to set up camp overnight = the likelihood of getting attacked at night. You could also have your pawn run out and get X amount of firewood while you cook or have your pawn cook while you collect firewood. The more they do either of those things the better their own yields will be. Perhaps expanding to more camp chores that bring actual value rather than making camping more bloated.
- Discuss strategy with your pawn telling it to focus on certain priorities or materials or however you want to expand the pawn interaction system
- Trap/device building and overall crafting. We have things like the harpy flare, wakestone finder, meat usable as bait. We don't need an overbloated crafting system but I think it would be cool to craft or repair simle devices like these in camp and possibly expand them to be a little more rewarding. Perhaps that's just getting to be too similar to Monster Hunter, but I love Monster Hunter so I accept that criticism and don't find it a bad thing. A bit more on crafting in the top portion of post since this is where it turned into a whole rant.
- Lastly, it's a small thing, and I don't want it turning into full on house or crafting/survival level home decor planning, but it would be nice to have a few camp decrations build up as you go on your adventures. Think like Persona 5 lvl just a few things of memorabilia get automatically added in or around your tent. (this could be cooly applied to your house as well with stuff like a monster trophys) tell me your ideas. Or shit on mine if you got nothing and just want to tell me to go buy The skims: skyrim cooking dogma crossing 3; Camp chores fantasy rather than offer critiques of DD2
2024.05.19 02:09 Number8Special Nike Shirt on Fanatics/MLB shop
Does anyone have this shirt? It has been out of stock for at least a year in all sizes except small. I’m assuming that means they are not making more although I can’t see why not.
https://www.mlbshop.com/arizona-diamondbacks/t-shirts/mens-arizona-diamondbacks-nike-red-new-legend-logo-t-shirt/t-14881837+d-8949228059+f-82093138+z-9-988605065?utm_medium=cse&_s=ak1944mlb-pla&sku=17918398&targetid=targetid&targetid=pla-293946777986&gad_source=1&gclid=EAIaIQobChMI4dKFqLWYhgMVb0n_AR2LWg6HEAQYASABEgJBI_D_BwE
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https://www.mlbshop.com/arizona-diamondbacks/t-shirts/mens-arizona-diamondbacks-nike-red-new-legend-logo-t-shirt/t-14881837+d-8949228059+f-82093138+z-9-988605065?utm_medium=cse&_s=ak1944mlb-pla&sku=17918398&targetid=targetid&targetid=pla-293946777986&gad_source=1&gclid=EAIaIQobChMI4dKFqLWYhgMVb0n_AR2LWg6HEAQYASABEgJBI_D_BwE
2024.05.19 02:08 pixiegamer33 Angry about shoplifters
Its a long story, but to start, i just started a small art business (selling stickers, charms, etc.). I started out small and am just selling stickers to see how it will go.
Well i found a place in the mall i work at who were willing to sell my stickers on a small shelf. It’s not too expensive, but that being said, i’ve been in the red since i started about a month ago (which is to be expected)
Well, the week before mother’s day, i added some more stickers and restock for my shelf (there were a few sales and i didn’t have too much to begin with).
After mother’s day, i went to check to see how they sold and i saw that a couple of them of were gone, so i was so happy, but when i went to go check the sales records, nothing…
The employees double checked and said there are no records. So it looked like some people stole my stickers
This made me so angry because of a few things:
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Well i found a place in the mall i work at who were willing to sell my stickers on a small shelf. It’s not too expensive, but that being said, i’ve been in the red since i started about a month ago (which is to be expected)
Well, the week before mother’s day, i added some more stickers and restock for my shelf (there were a few sales and i didn’t have too much to begin with).
After mother’s day, i went to check to see how they sold and i saw that a couple of them of were gone, so i was so happy, but when i went to go check the sales records, nothing…
The employees double checked and said there are no records. So it looked like some people stole my stickers
This made me so angry because of a few things:
- I’m already in the red, why steal from me
- There stickers, i didn’t even make them that expensive (enough to cover my costs and a little overhead), who steals stickers?
- This place is basically a vendors market, so there are multiple small business and they make clear, why steal from us?
2024.05.19 02:08 Jakeultron308 MHA calc: Shigaraki Jumps strong enough to destroy a rock piece
 | Small little calc, mainly because there's nothing else in the verse to calc (most of them already gotten calced by the VSBW calc group or other wikis and i don't like calcing something already calced) submitted by Jakeultron308 to FeatCalcing [link] [comments] Scan 1 Ill be calculating the shockwave pressure and the energy output of the Rock piece he's standing on to Shatter in pieces (because it looks cool in my opinion) Scan 2 (Pixel measurements) Cape Length: 1.26629847m (Proof) red line: 12.40px/1.26629847m 0.1021208444 m/px Green line: 181px/18.48387283m Blue line: 29.02px/2.963546903m Volume (rectangular tank): 1337.0677569246 m^3 or 1337067756.92 cm^3 Mass = Volume * density Max density of Rock: 3500 kg/m^3 Mass: 1337.0677569246 * 3500 = 4679737.149 KG Violent fragmentation of Rock: 69 j/cc. Pulverization of Rock: 214 j/cc (well be using both as a low end and high end result) Low end Energy output: 1337067756.92*69 = 9.225767523e+10 J or 22.050113583 Tons of TNT/City block level+ High end Energy output: 1337067756.92*214 = 2.861325e+11 J or 68.387308795 Tons of TNT/City blcok level++ Conclusion: This feat is City block level+ just from him jumping. |
2024.05.19 02:07 kobachi Ridgid Pro Gear 2.0 vs Packout
BIG EDIT: After I made this post I found out about ToughBilt StackTech. Their drawers aren't widely available yet but once they are I will likely return everything I bought and get those instead. Also as a disclaimer, I'm not here to talk down Packout or convince anyone of anything, just documenting my decision process because there were several older threads where someone asked about these systems but didn't yield much info.
I just got back from Home Depot fully expecting to buy some Packout drawer boxes to add to my existing Packout system. But after playing with all the Milwaukee's drawer variants, I ended up walking out with 4 new Ridgid boxes instead. This is a "varies by your use case" decision for sure, but --
Reasons I went with Ridgid Pro Gear 2.0:
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Reasons I went with Ridgid Pro Gear 2.0:
- Ridgid is lighter weight. Packout is definitely more heavy-duty and durable, but I don't need tank-level robustness and prefer less heft as a result.
- Ridgid wheels can completely disconnect from the bottom box -- can rearrange the stack; easier to load into tight quarters. Packout roller base is permanently attached (i.e. single-piece mold) to the large box.
Packout drawers have the front-flipping bar for securing the drawers, which I find super obnoxious because then it's hanging in front or down when accessing the drawers.The Ridgid side-flip design seems much better to me. Turns out the Packout one retracts too put still I prefer the Ridgid.- I like that the Ridgid styling is more subtle. Milwaukee/Packout is the most flamboyant of all the tool brands (besides maybe Ryobi). I don't need any more SCREAMING RED in my life.
- Even more unfortunate is that Milwaukee makes the Packout line in Black/Red (vs Red/Black), but that colorway isn't sold in the American market. Here's an example: https://www.amazon.com/Milwaukeee-4932472130-PACKOUT-3-Drawer-Case/dp/B093X3X879
- I looked into Klein's new MODBox system a bit, but unfortunately inventory isn't widely available yet -- and same thing, I don't need SCREAMING ORANGE everywhere.
- Drawer quality is basically identical between the two. The slides look like they're probably made in the same factory and feel indistinguishable when sliding. Even more reason not to pay 50% more ($180 vs $120) for Packout drawers.
- The flip-up handle on the Packout Large Box is stellar. None of the Ridgid boxes have anything like this.
- I love my Packout tool totes; Ridgid doesn't have anything similar. But it's extremely rare that I attach them to my boxes so nbd besides "theming" lol.
- Packout has a much better variety of organizers and other random accessories. I think there are 8 items total in the entire Ridgid system. Packout has...what maybe 30 SKUs?
- Packout tray inserts are unquestionably superior in both function and build quality. The little orange insert on the Ridgid boxes is too small, too flimsy, and not supported as well by the outer box. This is definitely the most painful con of the Ridgid system; they don't even sell trays as an add-on.
- The telescoping handle on the Ridgid isn't my favorite. My knuckles knock against the box hinges while walking; I will try to address this by changing my box stacking order.
- It's very easy to find foam inserts for Packout products. I will likely have to cut my own for the Ridgid.