

It’s not that much quieter. You’re looking at a change from ‘instant hearing damage’ to ‘someone screaming in your ear’ levels. You’re still not going to be mistaking a suppressed gunshot for hole punch like they do in movies.
Time to stop using lemmy.world communities, fellas.
It’s not that much quieter. You’re looking at a change from ‘instant hearing damage’ to ‘someone screaming in your ear’ levels. You’re still not going to be mistaking a suppressed gunshot for hole punch like they do in movies.
Whenever he gets his diddly ass on element instead of sucking the corporate discord cock. It usually takes some persuading to pull him away from his GTAV rp.
Okay, maybe hot was the wrong word, but I have had things, like someone else mentioned, that were delicious hot. Off the top of my head, I remember the apple cider mixed with apple spirits, and irish cremes with coffee, and mulled wine, and I think something with rum.
PS: Speaking of warm beer, ice cream, and dark beers: Stouts and porters pair well with ice cream. I know, it sounds funny. But it’s true.
So I’ve heard. Since I’ve given up both sugar (as much as possible) and alcohol though, I’m probably not going to try that or the classic root beer float for a while.
It was sort of a big deal. The forbes malware injection attack by ads was ten years ago. It still ranks as one of the most hilarious ‘poetic irony’ bits in computer security. I’m sure ads were doing other insidious shit in 2010 that just went unnoticed because it didn’t hit security researchers.
Yeah, the last time this was posted I had to run to wikipedia because I was fuming at my memory being wrong. I even have vague memories from biology in college about the 8-cell formation of a fertilized plant ‘egg.’ The poster was likely trying to say that many plants don’t have ‘male-only’ and ‘female-only’ types, but at the very least, fruit bearing plants/trees (angiosperms, if I remember) have two sperm-equivalents in the pollen that drill down into the pistil of the flower and find the waiting gamete. One fertilizes, one becomes the food portion that we take sustenance from.
Only by acquired accent. A particularly frequent british friend gets annoyed when I start having some of his word character begin slipping into my speech. But it’s hard not to take the piss when you start hearing all their fun sayings.
It’s because of a ‘hide the taste’ vs ‘taste the taste’ distinction. We taste things less well when they’re cold. Try ice cream when it’s warm, for instance, and you’ll probably be nearly disgusted by how much sugar is in it. You can do similar things with acids, which is one reason (not the only) that you’ll see sweet foods have a lot of acidic ingredients added. Your brain gets the same amount of ‘sugar signals’ while you don’t notice the cloying sweetness. Guarantees satisfaction and a mild addiction. Really mild, but still. Anyway, back to the point. American beers, which have somehow dominated the cultural awareness of beers, are shit, taste like shit, and are thus marketed as ‘refreshing’ by brilliant marketers who have convinced people they need to be served below freezing. See the coors light blue mountain gimmick for ‘when the bottle is at 29 degrees!’ A good beer, that actually has had time and effort put into its composition, should, at best, be consumed just below room temperature. Warming it up lets you actually taste the effort that the brewer/vintner/distiller put into it.
Right, and since my feet are arguably at least as important to me as my mouth, I would prefer to contact cleaner surfaces.
I wish I could sleep in the same bed as my partner (forever, not just the rare nights when we try). It’s lovely to have the physical touch as I fall asleep. Unfortunately I toss, turn, and sometimes wake up in cold sweats from nightmares, so it’s better for both of us to have the separate beds.
Hands down, one of the weirdest quirks of the russian assholery in ukraine.
Hot beer tastes better, as long as you’re drinking good beer.
One of the worst parts about this is that I would never have thought about reinventing it until he told me not to.
Bloody reverse psychology still working on me. >:(
Because no matter how much you clean it, it is intensely more disgusting than tile/faux-wood/wood floors ever will be.
I always love the picture showing the different ways to contrast walls/ceiling/floor colors to push different feelings. Found it, or at least something similar to what I remember.
Yeah, the upholstery is just too ‘matched’ with the walls. I would imagine if it was a light colored tile, and the couch was a solid color, it would almost seem like a modernish house.
Same with folks who straight pipe their exhausts, or get the crappy sounding aftermarket exhausts. I hate it, but smile at both, knowing they’re slowly going deaf.
For those who don’t know how loud things are on a motorcycle (before adding in music loud enough to be heard over wind noise) even when in a full face helmet. That was just a decent quality blurb about it. There are better quality tests of sound levels inside helmets if you want to find them.
Ugh, if you think the cats and dogs have it bad, you should see farm animals. Every single July 5th/January 1 for me was spent rounding up horses and cattle because it was inevitable that fences would get broken. Luckily I wasn’t good friends with the vet at the time, or I would have been even more sickened by how many large animals he would have to treat or put down.
Sounds lovely.