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Yeah, that’s about right. When I look at the moon, there’s a second slightly dimmer moon above it that overlaps by about a third. Lights at night are a cluster fuck; I can’t tell a low bed trailer from a standard box trailer. The doubling of the tail lights on a low bed look like the second set of upper lights on a box trailer. I have a hard time focusing in low light. Also, my brain can’t render 3D without my glasses.
I think you’re telling me you’re a woman. I want to point out that seeing a tailor is a non-sexual experience. I’m not sure I’ve ever been to one, not even a female tailor, who HASN’T made incidental contact with my genitals when checking fit, particularly in-seam. It’s a far cry from being “groped”. It’s a bit like imagining a lingerie specialist worries about touching someone’s boobs, or that a doctor gets worried about seeing someone naked.
What do you mean by “signaling systems”? Not sure if you’re talking about disrupting communication, or subverting symbolism.
No, they’re not worried about joggling your junk. It’s because you need something like an extra half inch in the seam on the side you dress on to leave a little extra room in your pants for your dick. Well-tailored pants are asymetrical. Not sure those of you who wear briefs need to worry about it.
Thanks! Didn’t guess that, but they’re just a little farther up the coast.
What nation is this from? Nuu-chah-nulth? Tlingit? Kwakwakawak? Haida?
… I’ve seen similar from all.
“Touch it. Make it go, “Pew! Pew!””
Ahhh … Clever lawyers. Put in a clause to prevent an Aussie from using rhyming slang.
I’ve found Bewley’s to be quite good with hard water too.
IMO Yorkshire does well with hard water, and takes milk well.
Where’s the old Mercedes Turbodiesel? That shit is still running.
It’s impossible to remove.
You think the Conservatives are going to FIX housing?
Disdain.
That IS a British connector though, isn’t it? That’s not North American.
Stupid cavemen. It makes way more sense the other way around. Just no ducks given about safety.
I’ve been wondering a lot about absurdism in humour. There are people who laugh when they see something disastrous happen, like a man reflexively trying to stop a cement truck from tipping and getting squashed dead. Or a recent news story of the only fatality in a school bus crash: it was an observer who got hit by a vehicle as he ran across the highway to see if the kids were ok. A lot of the time this laughing response to a disaster is interpreted as schadenfreude, but a good portion of the time I believe it’s absurdism.
We try so hard to have agency, to do something, but the World doesn’t give a fuck. You have two choices when shit goes so wrong: you can wail about the unfairness of it all, or you can laugh at the absurdity of our efforts in the face of the colossal chaos of it all. The laughter is stronger.
It’s interesting to me that some cultures seem to have absurd humour baked in. The Aussies and Kiwis seem to have it. They just make jokes about and laugh at the most horrific situations.
I’ve been wondering a lot about absurdist humour. Dan Carlin relates a story of an old Air Force colonel who
I’ll gladly scrap mine and revert to walking and a wheelbarrow if it gets us out of this mess.