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My grandma made the best meatballs. She showed me how she made them and I have the exact recipe, but I just can’t get them taste the same.

“Deep in the land of Mordor, in the Fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged a master ring in secret, and into this ring he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life. One ring to fuck them all.”

Our national broadcast company showed the execution live. I do not know why my parents allowed then 10 year old me watch it, but I remember it well.

My right pinky is severely bent at the topmost joint. It made learning the piano somewhat challenging, since the pinky sometimes “locks” itself if I try to extend my fingers too much. And if it does, I have to do a little wiggle movement to release it painlessly. If I try to force it, it makes a very loud snap and it hurts for a second.

Otherwise it has not affected my life in any way.

And I can make goose bumps / make my body hair rise up at will. It only lasts a few seconds every time, but it did make for a fun party trick when I was younger and a very hairy guy.

I did exactly this, quit after 15 years.

Lemmy has a tiny fraction users compared to Reddit, it took me a while to get used to the new rhythm of things here. But after a few weeks, I realized that this is actually much better for me.

In 2 years I have encountered only one troll. There’s a lot less content, yes, but I’ve learned that it’s still more than enough. I do miss some of the active niche hobby communities, but I fixed that by digging up my old hobby forum site profiles. The old school forums are just as active as they ever were and I don’t have to expose myself to Reddit’s neverending stream of garbage anymore.

The transition was actually pretty painless and I wouldn’t go back, even if they magically decided to clean the platform and restore the 3rd party apps. This is a smaller world and it fits me very well.

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IMHO, I vastly prefer the TOS Romulans. The TNG --> era Romulans with the bumpy foreheads and 80’s super-shoulderpaddings look just ridiculous. I remember reading that the network specifically wanted the TNG Romulans to have a distinct look from Vulcans, so that “the viewers won’t get confused who are the baddies”.

PIC had both Romulan incarnations and did a great job retconning this by just mentioning the “bumpy forehead northeners” out loud.

Movie/TNG Klingons were an unquestionable upgrade, though.

Doesn’t even have to be rust, wallpaper glue turns that colour when it gets wet. My grandma’s farmhouse still has a few small patches like these in some rooms. The old tile roof had tiny leaks in the 60’s, they fixed the roof but never had time to start tearing the room ceilings open while running the farm.

We had the patchy room ceilings checked for microbial damage and moisture ~20 years ago by a pro and they were all clean.

I think that “einkorn” is what we call “speltti” and if so, it indeed does make a good bread. I’ve also tried einkorn/speltti beer, which also had a unique and enjoyable flavour.

The texture of sour rye bread and and einkorn/speltti bread is very similar, but the sourness is what makes the rye really stand out.

I recommend trying it when the bread is warm so that the butter partially melts on it, with thin slices of salted salmon or good cheese. It is mindblowingly good.

Congratulations for discovering tastes beyond sweet white bread! “Knekkebrod” is a basic staple in all Nordic countries, naturally with regional varieties.

Have you ever tasted sour rye bread? If not, here is a recipe if you feel like expanding your taste horizons to a whole new level:

https://zegedinesandbellytimber.blogspot.com/2011/06/hapanleipa-finnish-sour-rye-bread.html?m=1

I must choose the very unpopular “B”, for the sole reason that rest of the world is seemingly unable or unwilling to make proper sourdough rye bread. It is very, very delicious.

This is the way.

My right foot is almost one size wider than my left foot. Finding a good pair of shoes is hard.

And I can’t remember what kind of clothes people are wearing. Colours, sometimes, but it’s like my visual cortex dedicates zero processing power for clothes.

Now this is a good list.

Yep.

Something quite similar happened to me in my twenties. We had a pretty close-knit group of friends in university and in the second year one of the girls started to show signs of romantic interest in me. I was oblivious, of course, so my friends had to point it out for me. I was single and quite unexperienced with dating, so I thought “what the hell, why not?” So we ended up dating and I was starting to slowly fall for her.

Then we went to this student party together and we hung out with people as always. I went for a swim in the pool and when I came back, she came to me, looking extremely happy and said that she had just met this amazing guy and wanted to try things out with him. I stood silent for a few seconds and said “OK, it’s cool with me” . She smiled and ran off to her new man.

I got dressed, finished my beer and walked home. It was a long walk, but instead of disappointment and sadness I remember feeling immense relief, as I had just learned what “dodging a bullet” truly meant.

She and the new guy dated for maybe a year, before she lost interest in him - he really was a great guy, right at the start of their relationship he wanted to talk with me and he was genuinely sorry for “stealing my girl”. I assured him that I held no grudge and we became friends after she dumped him.

During their dating she quickly drifted out of our circle of friends by her own choice, so I got to keep things pretty much like they were before. I was always friendly towards her when we met and she did likewise. My friends were surprised that I wasn’t angry at her, but I told them that this was for the best and that I was happy how things had turned out.

Next year I found a wonderful girlfriend and I was happy. Few years later I happened to meet this “ex” of mine in a work-related seminar. When the seminar ended, I walked to the bus stop and saw her standing there. Turned out that we lived along the same bus route. Then she suddenly said “wouldn’t it be nice if you came home with me?” Like, WTF? She knew very well that I had been in a steady relationship for years and she had even met my girlfriend a few times.

She looked at me seductively and said “so, how about it?”. I’d known that she wasn’t stable, but at that moment I realized how truly fucked up she really was. “No, that’s not going to happen now or ever”, I said and walked away.

That was the last time I saw her. Few years ago I heard that she had been married twice or thrice before she was 40, and was single again.

We haven’t and we won’t, unless the “poor lost plane” would be heading directly towards some critical infrastructure. Then it would be blown out of the sky.

Russia has been playing this stupid game of theirs for years, their plane violates our airspace and we send our F/18’s to signal them to GTFO.

They play the same game with on-off GPS-interference, which is annoying but has very little real effect.

By responding to these petty provocations with lethal force would only result in a diplomatic crisis and more importantly, it would reveal the true effectiveness of our defensive capabilities. And Russia would love to learn that, for a low-low price of one Sukhoi fighter/pilot. Yeah, we’re not falling for that.

I share your “gift”. No matter how much or how many days I drank, next morning the only symptom was tiredness. My partying never really got out hand, but I just kind of lost interest in it after my studies.

My both granddads died of alcohol-related causes before my birth, so the danger was very real. Without the fear of hangover it would have been so easy to just keep on going. Luckily I never felt any pull towards it.

I got my first real hangover when I was closer to 30 and it was a mindblowingly horrible experience. Nowadays I get drunk maybe once or twice a year and I do enjoy a craft beer or two on weekends, but that’s it.

It was truly special. The characters had real, believable motives and flaws and they grew with every season, while trying to survive in a gloriously chaotic universe.

I’ve had my Amazfit Bip (the original) for 6 or 7 years and the only complaint I have is the shitty original non-breathing silicon strap. After I replaced it with nylon strap, it was pretty much perfect.

The battery still lasts over three weeks. The display glass only has a few tiny scratches on it, despite that I’ve worn the watch basically 24/7 all these years.

It has all the basic functionalities I need built in and the not-so-important-but-nice ones I can get via Tasker.

And it was really cheap, I originally bought it just to see what the fuss about smartwatches was all about. But it’s been so damn useful and trustworthy that I won’t even consider upgrading until it fails someday.

IMHO, J.J. Abrams should not be allowed to touch any scriptwriting duties ever. He is not a bad director, but he doesn’t seem to give a shit about the internal logic of the script if it comes in conflict with the “cool ideas” he has.

His two Star Trek films were perfect examples of this fallacy, as was the last and worst Star Wars film. With Star Trek he kinda butchered the heart of the franchise - the point of using starships to explore - with “Oh, the transporter can now beam stuff over interplanetary and interstellar distances, because it will be so awesome and less time consuming!”

Yes, it’s science fiction and suspension of disbelief is required to fully enjoy it, but it is possible to obey the decades old in-universe rules and still write an enticing storyline if you put a little effort in it. Sad model example of lazy writing.

Of course the fault is not all his, the other producers should have stopped his stupid ideas but chose not to. Still, ROS was so bad that the guy should have been blacklisted for life.