…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…
…i prefer the inversion: "when a good man goes to war, demons run."…
…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…
…that typeface is fire…
…problem is there are enough imperial f*ckheads ready to dogpile on any virtue signal du jour…
…for fine drafting, rotation is the last thing you want: that chisel-tip is precious, lead holders are love, lead holders are life…
…with some clever geometry, it could be sized for metric-integer weight, length, and volume…
…those are some tiny potatoes or ginormous bananas in either case…
…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…
…1981 moldvay red box was my first product, but the first i played i think was 1977 holmes, although i don’t know for certain because i never saw my cousin’s books; in fact, i’ve been unable to identify which module he ran us through to this day…
…the craziest part was that it wasn’t there throughout the entire show: during that particular set, it loomed up from nowhere behind the stage and then lurched out over the crowd, or at least those of us who had pushed up front on the floor…
…i’ve seen some pretty epic shows by some pretty epic bands, but the last time i saw muse play, i did not expect to see a F*CKING HUNDRED-FOOT MECHA lunge out from the stage…
…i tie back my hair or tuck it behind my ears when i eat…
…ah, i can’t recall whether rivendell included two separators, but it was also packaged in sub-boxes with separate instruction books, which made teamwork a snap…
…this is just staging plausible deniability for the russian asset…