Halloween Hot Pot Look
not so much a costume as just me being hot in a slightly more goth-inflected direction. we got one group of trick-or-treaters quite unexpectedly and they said "whoa what smells so good" (it was the hot pot)
not so much a costume as just me being hot in a slightly more goth-inflected direction. we got one group of trick-or-treaters quite unexpectedly and they said "whoa what smells so good" (it was the hot pot)
Me: You ever think about how amazing
consciousness is? Like, how everything beautiful in the world
exists not just in itself but also in the reflection in the
minds and hearts of every single person who appreciates it?
Zandra: Except for Jim the Philosophical
Zombie.
Jim the Philosophical Zombie: I deeply
appreciate beauty! ...as far as you can tell 😉
speaking of Windows my computer has developed a delightful little quirk where it hisses and pops over headphones but only if there is not a Windows settings window open. I discovered this by opening up the sound settings to try to fix the hissing and popping and succeeding but not in the way I had intended
I've been worrying about this as well. I consider myself at least moderately a Linux sicko—I've had at least one daily driver Linux desktop consistently since before college, although most of that time it's been my work device—and…
gonna run an rpg with two guards one of whom always lies and one of whom always tells the truth. whatever the players ask one will say "sorry, I'll be right with you" and the other will say "I don't have to answer your fuckin questions"
I have spent too much time in Manhattan to have a hope in hell of answering this question accurately. Sometimes a random hotel room or whatever is on the 80th floor and you barely notice
I take pride in my cocktail mixing. I've put in a lot of work into honing my judgment of flavor combinations, learning how to construct an effective cocktail recipe, and building a stable of excellent ingredients. Whenever anyone comes to visit my house, I do my best to give them a beverage experience that's perfectly tailored to their desires, whether it's sweet or bitter, punchy or mild, alcoholic or not. Although sometimes experimentalism takes me in a direction that is not worth repeating, by and large I believe the drinks I make are excellent.
But excellent is not always what's called for.
Liz and I used to love going out to bars. Our signature move was to take off work early of an afternoon, show up just as the doors opened around 4pm or so, and just shoot the breeze with the bartender during the easiest hours of their shift. Bartenders are great conversation because they're always up to something else in their lives, and the best ones also care a lot about the craft of serving people just what they want. We'd stick around for a few hours, get some snacks, maybe order dinner if the bar served it or head out for pizza, and end up home by 8pm feeling like we'd had a full night out.
All that ended, of course, in 2020. Other than a few mostly-outdoor visits during the vaccine honeymoon[1], we haven't been back to a bar since, and every day I miss that experience of lazily sipping on the latest Negroni variant while merrily chatting with someone who an hour ago was a total stranger to me.
For Liz, that experience was wrapped up inseparably with the particular flavors of happy hour, during which bars served cheaper drinks off a special menu to draw customers. Happy hour drinks are usually well-known classics such as a Manhattan, and they're usually substantially less fancy than a cocktail bar's primary menu. They'll often use only "well" ingredients, the inexpensive stuff that the bar buys in bulk to form the backbone of cocktails that are then made more flavorful with higher-shelf ingredients.
So when that's where Liz's mood takes her, I put away my high-end vermouth and adulterate my usual mixing whisky. Sometimes an excellent experience calls for mediocre flavor, and I try never to let my pride get in the way of mixing the right drink for the moment.
Our cheeky term for summer/fall 2021, in the all-to-brief gap between getting vaccinated and vaccine-resistant COVID variants taking over the world, when people at large were still taking common-sense precautions despite COVID numbers being lower than they've ever been since. In some sense I miss those days even more than I miss the era before the pandemic, because in those days I really believed that people…