Advanced artificial intelligence has analyzed over 2,200 pies and developed these delicious new flavors.
I made rye sourdough today for use in stuffing, but it smells awesome and I want to eat it.
Should have made two loaves.
This is my first thanksgiving since giving up wheat. We're doing the stuffing with GF bread and trying to get a hold of GF french fried onions, but may have to fry our own onions for green bean casserole. I'm also gonna attempt macaroni pie again--still trying to up my game there.
Anybody else got fun plans?
We packed that auditorium. Most attended event I hosted at school.
(and no we weren't doing anything squirrelly like charging admission. We just wanted to invite the campus to watch the movie with us. The lecture was super good though).
Once back in college, I wanted to screen V For Vendetta on the projector in the big auditorium, but was told it as a copyright violation unless it was academic. So we got the professor who was teaching a course on revenge literature to open the film with a lecture. 😎
I spent this weekend sewing halloween costumes, and my partner was helping by doing a bunch of the ironing, transferring pattern markings--even a little cutting. Having a supportive partner who'll help with the tedious parts of creative projects feels like some kind of superpower. Like look how much I can get done when someone else is ironing the hem for me!
Good morning, shop. What good thing will you do today?
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Hey folks. There's a lot going on right now. Have you had enough water today?
Spouse was trying to get me out of bed on Saturday morning and threatened to sing "Manamana" until I got up.
Me: 🎶Do DO do do-do!
Me: 🎶DO DO DO DO!
Me: 🎶Do do do do-do / do dodo / do do dodo do!
Me: There's a flaw in your plan.
Mariott is trying to email me deals right now like my mother raised me to cross picket lines. Nope. Here's a fun fall activity in Boston, Mariott: negotiate in good faith with your employees!
My adorable dog has been fussing all day. She doesn't want a walk. She's not hungry. She's just pacing and whining and fussy; standing at one end of the sofa staring at me.
I just moved her bed to that end of the sofa (three feet from its previous location), and she immediately laid down and now she's fine.
Reading online news, 2008:
- go to website
- read news
Reading online news, 2018:
- go to website
- no, don’t share location
- hell no, don’t send me notifications
- consent to cookie warning
- consent to policies
- no, don’t open in app
- no, don’t want the newsletter
- skip inspirational quote
- close full page ad
- read news
A sweet, yet somewhat heartbreaking piece of queer history.
If programming feels like a thing you have literally ever done, you can call yourself a programmer. Also you have at least one more level to master, because literally all programmers do. This is a trade marked by constant learning.
If you feel like you do not have anything else to learn--then you're in trouble.
Today’s moment of ridiculous imposter syndrome: “I wouldn’t call myself a REAL Zelda fan, I’ve only played four of the games”
Please create memes responsibly — don’t share test content.
So the other day, my friend joked in an email that they were attending a bacchanalia.
I jokingly replied, "why was I not invited to the bacchanalia?"
Today, gmail asked me if I would like to follow up on why I was not invited to the bacchanalia.
Because I'm a SQUARE, Google. Gosh, way to rub it in.