The last one went commando, this one's got drawers on.
Well join us at [email protected]. We could use a wood scientist.
Sarah Chalke can be a lot, can't she?
Oh really? If you're really so down to earth, eat this hot pocket.
A physical, landscape mode, QWERTY keyboard. FAHAHAHAHUCK typing on a touch screen.
Thanks!
That's Minwax polyurethane, thinned 50/50 with paint thinner and wiped on.
There's this lovely spot of chatoyancy on the top I need to get a detail shot of.
On the one hand, they're a workaholic culture that basically doesn't allow for a social or family life, so obviously their population is aging and the last ethnically Japanese person is going to be born in 2042.
On the other hand, they might just have a point.
Hell just the chords they play on the organ. You could probably write a song about licking envelopes in the style of a church hymn and get people to worship the Postmaster General.
How have we allowed a substance used by a major religion for two millennia remain a "barely understood substance?"
Well, we know what to bait a honeypot with. "Gossip about/slander men right here! To prove you're a woman, insert your photo ID, bank details, credit card information, finger prints and retinal scans."
I have the solution. Nobody's gonna like it, everybody here is gonna scream at me about it, but I have the solution.
Stop dating strangers on the internet.
The entire personals site/dating app experiment we've been running for the last quarter century is obviously a categorical failure. Humans just don't work like this.
Things have gotten so much worse since I was in high school. When I was in high school, the community of girls available to me to ask out were pretty much all girls I'd known since we were 5. A lot of them, I didn't have to wonder about their character, their intentions, their capacity to do harm, I was there when all that was written. I remember how much of a bully Chelsea was in middle school, I remember how nice Ashley was to everyone, I remember how Justine seemed weirdly infatuated with me in the 4th grade. They'd all remember stuff about me and the other boys. We graduated high school, I never saw 80% of them ever again, and within 5 years that figure climbed to at least 95%. Four years of college with mostly abject strangers who you're weirdly fast to form and break deceptively deep bonds with, all of whom I've also lost track of, and then the adult world in which everyone including you is an NPC.
I happen to be the exact age where, I got out of college in 2007, I disappeared into work, like I went to the airport and I went home for two years. In 2009, I looked back up and everything had CHANGED. Instant messaging was on smart phones now, and you WERE NOT TO approach women in person, only through phone-based dating apps and you had BETTER FUCKING NOT already be acquainted.
Don't talk to women at the grocery store. Don't talk to women at the gym. Don't talk to women at the library. Don't talk to women at your work. Don't talk to women at their work. Don't talk to women at the coffee shop. Don't talk to women at the bar. Don't talk to women at the club. Don't talk to women. No woman, only app.
How do you meet more women? Oh that's categorically the wrong question because having the goal of meeting women in the first place is creepy. Stop wanting to meet women and instead organically decide you want to do things that women happen to like, and then accidentally meet women in the course of doing those things. You know, at those meetups that are always happening on a recurring basis, that aren't advertised to happen at a place and time and then no one shows up and the listing is never re-posted. Probably just install more apps.
It's been women driving this, men vastly prefer asking women out from within their social circle. The pressure to make the first move is still on men, and he'd rather ask out women he already thinks he might like. Women on the other hand vastly prefer to be cold approached by a charming stranger.
I think it's gone far enough when we've got women saying dumb shit like "Systematically doxxing and libeling men is a risk we're just going to have to take."
Possibly the wrong community for this, it was either here or casual_conversation which also feels like possibly the wrong community for this, but I haven't found anywhere better.
It is allegedly Men's Health Awareness Month, so instead of doing something lazy like post an image macro telling you it's okay to cry or other bullshit platitude, why don't we all hit the trails and talk about what we see along the way?
I went out to a trail around a lake local to me. Was almost tough getting any pictures at all without getting people in the shot. Used to be you could have the whole place to yourself, I'm not sure I was ever out of sneezing distance of someone the entire 2 miles. Used to be people would say hi as they passed, everyone's got earbuds in these days.
A deer! First of two I saw on this walk. Used to be you'd never see any deer or anything like that around this trail, too many people. But they've been clearcutting the forests around here left and right to slap in those godawful HOA housing developments or apartment complexes that we're running out of woods for the deer to live in. Used to be you'd never see them in town, but now there seems to be one living in the back of my yard. Not sure it's a great sign for the future that all the wildlife is being displaced.
The crik. Hope it don't rise.
I've always liked this spot, the path forks a little here and the lower path gives you this peek at the lake. About 20 years ago now I took the best picture I've ever taken at this spot, I was walking this trail shortly after sunrise, happened to look over, said "That's pretty" and snapped a shot with my LG EnV2.
Desire path? I don't fully understand this one, though I remember decades ago it was a lot narrower, like only bikes ever went to the right.
I don't know what this invasive species is but it's apparently not too healthy for the local trees.
So, now it's your turn. Go on a walk, talk about what you see out there.
I foreshadowed this one pretty good. I'm still working on the countertop but the cabinetry is done.
And here are some of those infernal hinges that are way harder to buy than they should be.
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The finish I used on this night stand is a product by Minwax called "tung oil finish." It's a blend of drying oil and wiping varnish. I don't know if it has any actual tung oil in it.
Neither sunflower oil nor olive oil are suitable as a wood finish, those oils don't polymerize the way tung, walnut or linseed oil does, so they'll stay liquid on or just soaked into the wood, and then they'll go rancid. Which is why they warn you off of using basically any vegetable oil for conditioning cutting boards or butcher blocks.