!52weeksofart@lemmy.world. Because it just started and needs contributing artists.

And calzones are just pizza that’s harder to eat.

The shitposters did it all in one night.

A need is a responsibility.

Or my meat thermometer. The on/off button also changes between Fahrenheit and Celsius. Neither of which is done with a single press. You have to press and hold for different lengths of time but for the life of me, I can’t figure out the pattern.

Oh damn, I thought it was safe, but that story proves it’s not so safe as I thought.

Thank you, I utterly despise those things. The most blatantly cynical corporate cash-in on nerd nostalgia.

Absolutely loathe that they made thrawn look like blue Elon musk.

Was among a group of temps at a credit union. Employees were so busy, we got very little training. And spent large parts of our day with nothing to occupy our time.

After a month, supervisor walks by at end of day and asks how things are going. I say something to the effect of “could be better.” He looks surprised and says “OK, let’s discuss that tomorrow morning.” I think great, we can problem solve.

The next day turned out to be the three year anniversary of my boyfriend’s death. When I sat with supervisor and trainer and they said how are you, I let them know that I was a little emotional due to it, and started to cry a little.

Supervisor proceeded to reem me out for saying something so negative yesterday in the hearing of coworker and accused me of making a bunch of mistakes (I didn’t and had already provided evidence that I wasn’t involved) and that I obviously didn’t care about my work and that I needed to pack my things and be escorted out of the building.

In conclusion, I hope that guy spends the rest of his life with wet socks.

Tony Stark created likeability with a box of scraps in a cave!

He’s a joke, he’s a ham, his last name’s Amsterdam, that’s a Morey.

I’m I’m the middle of a 30 day challenge to eat a fermented food every day. Doing pretty good so far.

Good for you on the soda! It’s really one of the worst things you can consume, even the sugar free. I was blessed with a distaste for carbonation from birth, but I have plenty of other vices.

My mom was just saying 2 days ago as we walked down our street, she doesn’t understand why so many people come home in the evening and just sit in their cars. Like, you’re home. Go in your home. We could come up with plenty of scenarios for people to do it once in a while, but for so many it’s like a ritual.

Is there a new age store in your area? They often sell jewelry.

Like that isn’t exactly what a dog wants to see.

Probably doesn’t answer your question completely, but I’m a big fan of the phrase "my understanding is . . . " In other words, this is what I “know” as fact, but I’m aware that my knowledge could be wrong or insufficient and I’m willing to be corrected or updated. I use this phrase almost any time I’m asserting something as fact, as a kind of cya.

Was at a church yard sale yesterday and they had the same setup. Pretty sure it was not a progressive church.

The Steerswoman series by Rosemary Kirstein, though sadly she never finished it.

I’m not even going to try to type the name of this one. It’s Estonia’s contribution to this year’s Eurovision and it makes me happy every time I hear it.

Apparently the chorus translates roughly to “Why no, officer, those are not our drugs.”

In one of my best photos 10 years ago I vaguely looked like Lana Parilla, so that would be awesome. Realistically, someone fat.