Kabuto 🥲

Cordwainer Smith <–> I am Retchin’ Sword

can you imagine if they take off spirit airlines, and the half-way through the captain announced, “apologies passengers, a takeover has just taken place and we are now landing in bermuda. May god have mercy on us all.”

Kastrup

Copenhagen, for anyone wondering

Kerosene mixed with summer jasmine. When you step onto the tarmac and the humidity hits you, and those two syrupy fragrances mix

Mmm.

I saw one of those big Salt grit containers at the end of a road recently. It even had some inside the little metal flap.

You could have phrased that better, but yes perfect is the enemy of good

he must have been so happy when you chose to reverse

Water companies, when there’s only one in the area. I’ve played this boardgame before…

Shoplifting was rife in the 90s and 2000s, and it was an acceptable business loss that most small business and retailers alike just shrugged off.

This new narrative that shoplifting is the reason that security measures and prices have to go up is just the latest strategy in corporations once more fobbing off blame on the end-consumer (a la “carbon footprint”) for why they need to jack up prices again.

It’s greed, plain and simple. We used to have high trust soceities and rampant shoplifting not too long ago, but we’re being distracted once again

You they let computers set the flight paths now too right?

I got my grub on, but didn’t pig out

We… we’re not worthy of this.

Along with Arthur Brown’s Fire: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YzHtePuz13U

*stabs you on your wedding day*
“you’re welcome.”

“You say evasion, I say avoision.” - Kent Brockman

And they were roommates

Slice the pepper thin and curl each strip as a halo around some of the barley corns. Use honey or ketchup to hold shape, and then throw into the saucepan with butter, until crisp. Douse with water. Then open up a packet of crisps and dump the lot inside, shaking throughly. Don’t do this too long or the plastic/foil might melt/burn. Serve on a plate with chopsticks

Learning to never be in view of the letterbox, that maybe having friends over isn’t okay and then letting them go as they quickly learn you can never reciprocate a house invite, avoiding the neighbours eyes, glancing wearily at each car that drives past, diving into books because anything else is too loud, …

I can go on