

In my defense: I’m an idiot, but I did read that story at some point and simply forgot because my brain is fried today. I appreciate the reminder.
“Falsehood flies, and truth comes limping after it, so that when men come to be undeceived, it is too late; the jest is over, and the tale hath had its effect: […] like a physician, who hath found out an infallible medicine, after the patient is dead.” —Jonathan Swift


In my defense: I’m an idiot, but I did read that story at some point and simply forgot because my brain is fried today. I appreciate the reminder.


I know, right? Hey, did you see that there’s a new Llamas with Hats?


Absolutely impossible. Or if possible, then Zeus was clearly controlling Cronus’ mind.


Having never heard of it and only used the Aurora Store (recently without any issues), what does App Lounge have going for it?


Mushrooms as well, I hate them with a burning passion.
Mushrooms were completely disgusting to me until I realized it was white buttons and baby bellas that I hated. I discovered that what I really liked are enokis, shiitakes, and especially oysters. There’s a world of difference in flavor and texture, and I still have to use them in the right meals.
If I could recommend one thing, the next time you make a sauce (I’ve found marinara sauce on pasta works well):
When you tear it by hand and add it to sauce, the flavor is incredibly savory, and you don’t feel the texture at all because it tears so finely.


Autistic and the total opposite here for home cooking. The (allegedly greater) magnitude of those flavors and textures makes trying new things so enjoyable that it’s worth the risk.
That said, I used to be similar, having a rotation of a few select meals; I’d get “hooked” on a specific food for an unreasonably long time. But nowadays, I get the benefits of both.
I make whatever at home because I know exactly what’s going into it and roughly how it’ll taste, and I’m naturally limited to a few vegan options at restaurants so I can live the dream of having one or two favorites I get every time. It’s a win–win.


Here’s the original without the giant, fuck-off text shoving the entire joke in your face the whole time.


Not only that, but it affects his cronies too, and once it’s shown to be successful, it’s an incentive for other places to adopt something similar. Not Onion-y at all.
Shagadelic, szivi!


I agree, which is why I made the other two points. Nothing about your concern was evidently grounded in reality; Jordanlund outright not moderating here anymore was the cherry on top.


This is so out-of-left-field that I’m completely baffled.


Oh yeah? Well Russia found a copy of The Sims 3 in a Ukrainian Neptune missile, so now they’re even!


“That outfit really shows off your _____!”
I read this as censorship bleep and not as a “fill-in-the-blank”, and I’m in knots laughing.


N… No? The wind applies a torque to the wind turbine that gets converted into angular momentum. The angular momentum drives a generator that produces electricity. That’s literally the entire point of a wind turbine.
The obvious point I was making was that the electricity produced doesn’t rely just on ω but also the moment of inertia I.
I feel like I’m being gaslit right now. Like: “Linear momentum isn’t the useful metric in assessing how deadly a collision with this car would be. I feel like that’s expected because we have few details about the car itself.” ???
Edit: And if you mean torque (because P = torque * angular frequency), then torque is just the time derivative of L. My point being that even if frequency is high, L here is piddly.


Agreed. The “impressive RPM” mentioned in the OP won’t matter, because it’s about angular momentum, not specifically angular frequency. You would certainly be putting in more energy to build it than you’d conceivably get out. At best this would be a “fun learning experience in your garage” project.


Honestly, I liked that you didn’t. It felt like a little adventure and discovery of my own.
I don’t know if/how you’ve never seen wind catch a shopping cart, but it can hurtle those fucking things. Mercifully the hurtling tends to be worst with the plastic ones because there’s more surface area, but I’ve seen one of those smack a car head-on at like 25 kph on flat terrain on a breezy day.
You can go look up videos of even pretty modest winds gently pushing metal shopping carts around; they look like they’re possessed.
Even on flat lots on windless days, you’re not sticking it to the man; you’re just being a jackass making someone’s already insufferable retail job even less sufferable over 10 seconds of returning a cart.
“The store just puts those trash cans there to save money on cleanup and liability.” Yeah, no shit.


“It’s a slippery slope to stop pissing in the parking lot. Once they get you pissing in the toilet, then they will expect you to just hold it in.”
It’s not a slippery slope; you’re just pretending it is because you’re a lazy, selfish, obnoxious chud, and pretending it’s because you care about the people who clean up your mess is insulting to them and the people reading this. I hope you also throw your trash on the floor because that helps them hire more janitors, you little slob.


“Wow, they’re really clearly inspired by the Foxtrot artstyle.”
—My ass five seconds before learning who Bill Amend is
Canned black olives are the single ingredient I can think of that totally ruins a pizza for me flavor-wise. I’ve discovered I even kind of like mushrooms on pizza – and that it’s maybe the one context where I’m fine with baby bella. Shit, I’m even kind of okay with green olives on pizza.
Canned black olives are one of the three Hell foods to me along with chicken liver (odor) and cottage cheese (texture).