

Hey! Me too. I thought I was the only one. Happens when I yawn sometimes too.
Hey! Me too. I thought I was the only one. Happens when I yawn sometimes too.
I agree In my house we don’t have so many drawers. Just 2 large ones and we’ve basically integrated the miscellaneous sections into the 2. Everything with a knowable home and commonly used in the up front dividers. All else in the rear dividers.
Booksbythefoot
Came here to say this.
I do not advise ever giving a baby quinoa.
Its the fucking worst.
I had a passat for 3 days when the engine almost exploded going over a bridge from engine sludge. I loved my Ranger and hate to speak ill of it, but it was a ford. I kept a full wrench set and spare parts under the jump seats. Most parts I’ve ever changed on a car and some repeatedly. Ultimately gave in to its unfixable head warp.
You gotta be careful though. My best friend tried to take a girl out on a discgolf date once. She said "no thanks discgolf is a gateway drug to marijuana. " and she might be right.
I worked with a guy who banned together with a few of his college friends and made a sort of communal maker space. They rented a space, each had their own area and supplied the space with various tools that the others could use. They would occasionally rent out space for someone to come make something using their tools and sometimes experience. This would subsidize the rent for them to have space in which they could do as they please.
This is a relatively common practice within the art world (they were furniture makers/designers) but I don’t see why this wouldn’t be just as if not more productive with a bunch of engineers. I also have often seen companies grow out of such arrangements. You share a space, start working collaboratively, and before you know it you’ve got a shared product to sell.
The other added benefit is there’s always someone around to help you unload, setup and be excited about that CNC you found.
Watched old horror movies all the time with my grandfather growing up. None of that was scary. Watching Chuckey when I was probably 8 with my brother was terrifying. Didn’t help we had one of those big my buddy type dolls in the house. I think I was Chuckey for Halloween that year.
Always be prepared to be unprepared.
… I mean if you don’t know how to snap, then you never have snapped. For all you know this actually could be your super power and you haven’t even bothered to find out. With great power comes great responsibility.
Zetus Lapetus
I just found outnis two words.
Don’t forget JAG, though that was truly just bad tv.